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This is one of the entrances to the bicycle storage underneath the 18 Septemberplein in Eindhoven. It was designed by Massimiliano Fuksas and opened in 2009.
My quilts, wall hangings and mug rugs all received from lovely folks on flickr!
These are from (from top to bottom) the lovely PioneerValleyGirl (DQS9), sweet Cilvee (Make Mine Modern), fabulous FlossieBlossoms (Mug Rug Swap 2) and wonderful SewVivid (DQS10)
Outdoor winter boat storage at a Lake Erie marina. On trailers or stands and under shrink wrapped white plastic covers • February, 2016 • Lorain/Cleveland, northern Ohio USA
iPhone 6s native camera in HDR mode • Photoshop Elements > foreground concrete cropped to form a screen-filling panorama > two artistic filters from Anthropics' Smart Photo Editor plugin > gray canvas enlarged 8-pixels in height/width to create a 4-pixel frame • Gritty is Good • Click image to view detail (or lack thereof)
Name: Sarah Brooks
School: Oakton Elementary
Town: Oakton
State: VA
I feel like my storage room doesn’t look very organized at all, considering I spent nearly a week before my official contracted hours stripping it bare of all items that hadn’t been used during the past two years since I have been teaching at this school.
Harbor Freight cases where I keep all of my building supply. Read more at dagsbricks.blogspot.com/2013/06/lego-tips-and-techniques-...
New Slantᵀᴹ is a flexible, modular shelving system. The individual slanted boxes are held to each other with magnets. This allows one to playfully build an endless variety of subtly undulating configurations. Thanks to the sponsorship of the Department of Arts and Culture, Haldane Martin was invited by Design Indaba, to design this product as part of a sustainable job solution for disabled workers of Carecraft who manufacture the design. The New Slant is made from SA Pine timber, a local renewable resource, and is finished with eco friendly timber oil.
This group of support structures handles secondary information, which highlights the location of homeless services within a five block walking distance. Therefore, if one is in immediate need these nodes will locate the nearest place of shelter, protection, or instruction. These support structures also offer a place for non-profit organizations to display their ads to the general public. Placed within the many void areas throughout the city, storage and boundary SHIMS patch and maintain the existing urban fabric. The amenities offered by these structures vary greatly depending on local context and need, which range from simple storage to coffee and newsstands.
I got this recently at a UK shop called "Buy the Book", which was having a closing down sale. The box originally formed part of a set of around 12 nesting sizes, but several of the sets were split for the sale. I found this one to be just right for spare personal Filofax pages.
Typical storage boxes contain your items, but the inside becomes cluttered – making it difficult to find what you need. Rubbermaid’s Bento collection is designed to organize items, rather than just store them. The Bento Boxes have internal flex dividers, which enable you to divide the space by creating unique sections when needed. Boxes can stack vertically, or fit inside each other. Bento Toppers can act as trays, covers or lids, providing an extra layer of organization for the Bento Boxes, or hiding what’s inside. The Bento Collection is made from sturdy materials, and the heavy-duty decorative fabric enables it to remain out in your social spaces while complementing your home’s décor.
VENICE - More than 300 Los Angeles firefighters relentlessly battled a major emergency blaze at a two story storage facility in the 600 block of Venice Boulevard on October 25, 2014. The hot and stubborn fire caused non-life threatening injury to 8 LAFD responders, five of whom required hospital care. © Photo by Chris Conkle
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Name: Sarah Brooks
School: Oakton Elementary
Town: Oakton
State: VA
These shelves show the variety of yarn we have on hand. The storage bins and cardboard boxes on the top shelf store skeins of emergency yarn and cones of yarn that wont yet fit on the shelves. The storage bin on the right holds the whole craft supply stash- beads, pipecleaners, found objects for kinders, woodsie shapes and craft sticks. (no googly eyes or glitter;)While I rarely use these items, I frequently have classroom teachers asking for them and they come in handy.
The supplies I use most often are right here. Top drawer for cords I use often, but not daily, along with mini mice, usb keys, etc, all nicely packed in baggies. Middle drawer for office supplies: pens, scissors, tape, stapler. I tend towards mini's. Bottom drawer for financial stuff - checkbooks, registers, bank cards, stamps. And a timer.
Bain News Service,, publisher.
Storage
[between ca. 1915 and ca. 1920]
1 negative : glass ; 5 x 7 in. or smaller.
Notes:
Title from unverified data provided by the Bain News Service on the negatives or caption cards.
Forms part of: George Grantham Bain Collection (Library of Congress).
Format: Glass negatives.
Rights Info: No known restrictions on publication.
Repository: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Washington, D.C. 20540 USA, hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.print
General information about the Bain Collection is available at hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.ggbain
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Call Number: LC-B2- 5098-8
I want to finish Green Grocer but I need to finish sorting the last 10 lbs or so of Craigslist lego that I've been neglecting. Sorting ......
Out for a walk in Swansea.Spare handset as mine is in for work.A few shots on.Storage space full.Never mind eh!!
Here is WZW of SWT followed by that tasty new one of DANSA.That campaign on WZW and the Solo are really colourful though I think the campaign needs a lift though.
Swansea bay for a brighter day.
Leave the city behind for a gateway not hard to find.Miles of sand where couples walk hand in hand.Dogs fetch on demand .Building castles just for fun.Equals under a golden sun
So come and find Swansea Bay
It all goes on down our way
Enjoy Swansea Bay
Come on down for a brighter day
So lots going on through the year.Check it out it's very near.Music,sport and other attractions come on down and see some action.Different people up for fun.Equals under a golden sun
So enjoy Swansea Bay
Lots going on when your down this,way
Down Swansea Bay
Have some fun on a brighter day
Paul Hills 2018'
Photograph by: Ryan Nyenhuis
Sunday June 15th 2008, Fathers Day. Ryan and I woke with a plan. The plan being to sneak into the abandon R.L. Hearn Thermal Generation Power Plant which is located in the south east area of downtown Toronto. We wanted to photograph the beauty of decay.
We had made a trip over to the power plant a week prior to scout out the area, to see where guards were located and to find easy access inside.
Sneaking past the guard house located at the front of the property and making our way along the north west section of property towards the back of the plant where the barbed wire fence was weakest.
We then smoked three quarters of a joint together before working up the nerve to hop the fence. Ryan went first, watching him hop the fence and dart out into the yard and hiding behind scrap metal for cover then finally making it to the back of the building. Then it was my turn. What excitement that was, knowing your breaking the law to do something adventurous.
After getting onto the property we were standing at the back of the Hearn and looking for our way inside. To do so we had to hop up onto a metal fence post and from there had to reach up and grab a hold of plywood that covered up the tall entrance area. A good 15 foot climb up, over and in.
Once inside the first photo that was taken was the one of Ryan and I standing together, titled "final hours".
This place was like no other we had ever explored together. The shear size of it all was breathtaking and mind blowing at the same time. The beauty of destruction.
After the first photo was taken we started exploring the plant. Taking the necessary precautions we had come prepared with asbestos masks and flashlights.
We had made our way around on the ground floor, through locker rooms, showers, storage rooms. Then we started making our way up stairs to the 2nd and 3rd level offices, had the remainder of our joint together.
From the office levels we went back onto the factory area and started climbing the metal stairs up further still. Some photos show how high up we were in that building.
We then made ourselves up onto the roof. What a view from there looking out over the city core. Looking out over Lake Ontario we saw really dark storm clouds. Ryan pulled out a cigarette and had a smoke.
We were up on the roof for about a half hour before Ryan asked me "what do you want to do now man?". "Do you want to go home now or stay a bit longer and explore?". My camera battery had died at this point and being there any longer served no purpose for me. I was hesitant on a response because at the same time I wanted to keep exploring because the plan was to keep coming back weekend after weekend to explore and document the old structure.
I then agreed to keep exploring. We came in off the roof, coming down a level, walked through a doorway into a long looking dark room. All across the top level of The Hearn runs conveyor belts that run coal from one end to the other. Walking together along the metal grating flooring. Ryan was 2 feet in front of me.
I then ended up tripping over a small extruded piece of metal on the floor, and from that second on I pointed my flashlight directly onto the floor to see where I was walking.
Very shortly after this happens, in mid sentence Ryan just falls into blackness. All I see is from his waist up as he plunges into complete blackness and followed by about 4-5 seconds before hearing a sick crash far below.
I then look 2 feet in front of me and see there is no more floor. My imediant thought is that he is dead. Then my brain clicks "I have to get my best friend out of here".
I then tried my best to back track to get out of the building, taking a route that he and I had not taken to get to this point. All I knew is I had to get out of The Hearn and find someone that could help.
I don't even know how I got out of that place. When I did I came out on the back side of the building, ran around to the guard house screaming for help.
I screamed to the guard that my best friend just fell in there and is hurt really bad, he asked what we were doing in there and I told him we were just taking photos.
The guard then called like every paramedic, fire and police officer in the city. About 10 minutes after the call was made all I could hear were the sirens. Scared and relived at the same time I was.
Once they all showed up I told them Ryan was in there, that we were up high in the building and he fell. All the cops were telling me to retrace my steps, they wanted to see where we came in from. I screamed at them "we don't have time for that right now, my best friend is dying in there". I then started leading them to the front of the Hearn because I knew it was the closet way inside. We get to the front and all entrances were boarded up. One cops said to me "Ian there is no way in through this way, you have to show us where you came in from". I then demanded to the fire fighters that they bust this plywood down to get inside.
Once inside the cops started fucking with my mind, me being in total shock at the time they started asking me where we had explored, they wanted me to take them on what would have been a few hours of exploration, which we didn't have time for.
Then an officer finds his asbestos mask and glasses. My first thought is he was okay, that he somehow managed to crawl out under his own power. I was wrong. His mask and glasses had bounced off of objects on the fall and Ryan was nowhere to be found.
The police tried getting a hold of Rogers Communication to see if they could pin point his location with the cell phone he had on him. They ended up using thermal vision to locate him. He was trapped in a coal hopper located high up in the building.
I was escorted out at this point in time because I was too "hysterical" for the cops liking.
Two and a half hours went by, a fierce thunderstorm was passing through.
While they were working on getting Ryan out I was giving my statement to the police. Never gave one of those in my life. I told them everything that I am writing here right now, everything, even the joint smoking. I had Nothing to hide.
We went in undetected but I didn't care if the whole world was watching at this point, I was doing what any best friend would do. I was trying to save him. City Pulse News was there and I was trying to hide from them. I was scared that this is how his family would find out and how my family would find out, being Fathers days and all.
After two and a half hours of hell they finally got Ryan out. I watched them carry him out on a backboard and I yelled to him that I loved him.
Ryan was rushed to St. Micheal's Hospital, the best in all the city for trauma.
I followed about an hour after him, being escorted in a police car. On the drive one officer said to me "this is going to cost you and your buddy about a hundred thousand dollars for all that had to be done here today". What a jackass thing to say. I responded by saying "I don't give a fuck about money, take all I have from me I don't care, I'm loosing the most important person in my life right now".
We get to the hospital, I enter the trauma wing of St. Micheal's. They told me that I was going to be the one to call the home of the Nyenhuis'. I thought that was insane, and told them I could not make that call, that they would have to.
I then went into the waiting room, sat down. I remember the NBA finals were on the televisions in there and I ended up falling asleep somehow.
Waking to Stevie and Tammy's faces hours later (Stevie being Ryan's room mate and Tammy being Ryan's girlfriend).
Stevie told me that John and Cheryl were on their way and that we could go up stairs to the trauma ward to see Ryan.
The trauma centre, located on the 9th floor of St. Micheal's Hospital.
Hours passed by, as the night went on the news kept getting worse and worse about his condition.
I ended up leaving to come back to my apartment at 6am the following morning, I had to talk to my parents and try and shovel some food into my system. Still being in shock and never got treatment for shock when it happened.
I returned to the hospital at 3pm that day. Only to find nothing had changed with his condition.
Then came the worst words I ever had to hear, Ryan's father coming in the room and telling me it was time to say goodbye to Ryan.
We made our way into where he was being cared for. To see my best friend in the state he was in broke my heart. Blood coming out the back of his head, body black and blue bruised from head to toe, internal damage that could not be repaired, feeling his forehead and it being ice cold. He was laying there in front of us, dead. Machines were the only thing keeping him "alive".
I said my goodbyes to him, telling him that he can't leave me here, he can't leave the creation of Studies In Comfort behind, something that is so brilliant, that we were supposed to take over the world together and do all that was planned. I told him to haunt me.
I then looked at his eyes and saw tears. He may have been brain dead but I know he heard every word I said. Doctors did not give an explanation to what was coming out of his eyes.
If only I had said to Ryan "hey man watch your step" he might still be alive today. I have been told over and over again that I can not blame myself for what happened that day. I sometimes still do.
Ryan and I once had a conversation that if something ever happened to one of us that Studies In Comfort would stop, without a core creator there is no sense to continue it. Well I am going against those wishes. I can't lose what he and I created even before it took off the ground.
I now know my purpose in life. To carry on Studies In Comfort. I must continue on for him, finish off the 3 studio albums we had in the works and continue on with this art form.
Ryan died at the wheel and I have moved his lifeless body to the passengers seat and now a fucking insane madman is driving.
Ryan Nyenhuis, whos favourite artist was Nine Inch Nails, who lived on floor number 9, who wore a roman numeral 9 on his right arm, who died on the 9th floor at St. Micheal's Hospital, Toronto.
Thank you to 55 Division and all the paramedics and fire fighters who helped get Ryan out of that terrible dark place.
Ryan Nyenhuis is survived by his father, John, mother Cheryl, sisters, Jennifer and Leah, their beautiful children, myself and Studies In Comfort.
Ryan John Nyenhuis
July 28th 1981 - June 15th 2008
We love and miss you.
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All photographs were taken by Ryan Nyenhuis & Ian Levack with a Casio EX-Z1050 camera.
Research at Pacific Northwest National Laboratory (PNNL) includes development of materials and batteries for stationary energy storage applications, as well battery testing, as shown in this photo. With growing national and international interest in clean, sustainable energy, stationary energy storage will be vital to adding renewables (wind and solar power, etc.) to the power grid, and perhaps even to making the smart grid a reality.
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