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Stuarts Coaches EVM Cityline bodied Mercedes-Benz Sprinter RX23TYW is seen here heading out of Wishaw General Hospital working the 248C to Airdrie Cross.
Former London Transport Daimler Fleetline / Park Royal THX 525S was one of a number acquired by Stuart Palmer of Dunstable for competitive services against Luton and District in the early 1990's. New to Cricklewood in January 1978, the vehicle later worked from Catford, Croydon and Thornton Heath before being withdrawn in November 1991, passing to Palmer in June 1992. It was taken over by Luton and District October 1994, surviving with them until June 1996 when sold to Whitings of Ferrybridge for scrap. It is seen here in High Street South, Dunstable circa 1994.
Scanned from an acquired print copyright Clydemaster Preservation Group.
Day Twenty-Three ~ Fostering Stuart
Last summer, we took Anna to PetSmart one Saturday and there was a rescue group there called Texas Animal Guardians. They had some adorable dogs up for adoption and Anna was smitten with the whole process. We went back most Saturdays for most of the summer. Gyvel, the organizer, started to recognize us and took a shine to Anna. One day, she brought a t-shirt for Anna and asked her if she would like to volunteer. Anna walks the dogs around PetSmart and is allowed to take them out to do their business. Last week, they pulled a lot of dogs out of a San Antonio kill shelter and were desperate for fosters or adopters.
This little guy is named Stuart. He was kept in an outdoor pen and it was getting below freezing at night. As soon as Anna picked him up, he fell asleep on her... in the middle of PetSmart! I couldn't bear the thought of him going back into the shelter, so we said we would try fostering him short-term. Well, he is getting along so well with Charlie and Lola that we called Gyvel on Sunday and said we would foster him until he found his forever family. He's about 8.5 pounds, a Terrier/Schnauzer mix (?), and is about 2 years old. He is completely housebroken and has no bad habits. How he ended up at the shelter is a mystery to me!
52 year old Stuart and 19 year old Jack (my nephew) on December 25th 2019.
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Jules Stuart is a Dean’s Honored Graduate from the Department of Physics. He is earning an honors physics degree through the Dean’s Scholars Honors Program, and additionally has earned a certificate in Statistics and Scientific Computation. Jules is being recognized for his strong academic performance and his outstanding research culminating in an honors thesis, “Frequency Stabilization of a Pulsed YAG Laser using Fabry-Perot Interferometry,” conducted under the supervision of Professor Greg Sitz.
Jules has consistently demonstrated a passion and proficiency for experimental-based investigation. From his personal hobbies programming Arduino’s and even teaching an informal class on this topic to others, to his participation in HACK Texas, to his participation in an electronic techniques class, Jules showed an early interest in instrumentation and tinkering. Professor Sitz, who teaches the electronic techniques class, writes, “I had the students do an independent project in the lab during the last few weeks of the semester. For his project, Jules and his partner built a receiver and amplifier to pick up radio emissions from Jupiter. This was again above and beyond the call, and involved setting up a fairly large antenna on Jules’ partner’s parents ranch outside of town. I was so impressed with Jules’ work that I arranged to have him work in my own lab.”
Working in Professor Sitz lab, Jules worked on scattering experiments with beams of molecules. The group uses lasers and prevision-timing instruments to interpret the ways the molecules change as they interact with surfaces. The quantum mechanical interactions of molecules and atoms with chemical, physical surfaces are of interest in studying catalysts and other industrial applications. Jules began with a project to develop a lock-in amplifier, writing software to control phase locked loops and filters. He then built a precision delay generator, which allowed the team to examine the presence of particles in their apparatus after millisecond- level flight times, but having to arrive within microsecond- level precision. Such precision was achieved with a 20 MHz clock, with a precision ramp generator/comparator to get the nanosecond accuracy within one 50-nanosecond clock period. Jules programmed the device using an Arduino and a custom integrated circuit that he designed. As Professor Sitz writes, “I am not given to effusive praise, but in this case I have to make an exception. Jules’s talent for measuring (instrumentation, signal processing, electronics and computer interfacing) is off scale.”
Jules has been rightly recognized here at UT for his work, receiving the Kevin E. Underhill Memorial Endowed Presidential Scholarship and the Eva Stevenson Woods Unrestricted Endowed Presidential Scholarship. This fall, he will pursue a PhD in physics at MIT.
STUART SEMPLE
ART OF ENGLAND MAGAZINE, JUNE 2010
CAREBEARS, GAGA & JUICERS
Whoever handed the keys to Selfridges Ultralounge to The Girls was brave. I saw some doodles on a piece of paper a few months ago describing a world they would make, a cavernous space dedicated to the worship of that humble tree product, paper! I nervously walked down the darkened corridor that leads from the bright basement space of the department store into 'The Paper Eaters: Long Live the Photo-Story!'. The Girls, Andrea and Zoe, sit raised on a stage in the middle of the space, beavering away on the next issue of their in-store zine, the coolest collection of photo-stories and retro-styling I've ever seen. It's like two Bill and Ted-esq space-time rejects are lost between the pages of a Ghostbusters comic and a teenage weird science video game. To the side of their desk their assistants work feverishly editing the content from their shoots and warping the narratives that have started to develop during their residency in the store. Within the zine's pages people fall in love with ghosts and over-amorous customers get kooky crushes on members of staff. Each is printed as a limited edition and held for posterity in a fantastic 80s style board game box, this, post-ironic take on our childhood is funny yet stylistically perfect. Every detail delivers. I've been working on a ‘cut-out and keep’ for them for the Supernatural issue (issue 3) and I'm pleased they seemed to like my fold up fortune teller.
Andrea gives me the guided tour of her dancefloor, its checkered floor and surrounding cage with flashing disco lights has been the set for various fashion shoots over the last few days. Through the dancefloor you find their shrine to paper, an intricate installation of cuddly toys, paper itself and a video installation showing paper production viewed via a church style kneeling pew. The experience is strangely relaxing and paradoxically capable (even though it's extremely tongue in cheek) to present quite eloquently the importance of paper in our lives. It's easy to take the basics for granted. One mustn't forget however that The Girls have been collaborating for 14 years now and this show is as much a retrospective of their photographic works as it is a new living installation in its own right. The perimeter of the project features a fantastic overview of their work to date, which was something I really enjoyed, as I've not seen it in real life before. Their work is challenging, accomplished and ambitious. Seeing the pieces from the vantage points of being inside one of their elaborate sets only serves to spark a proper appreciation for their process. In their video about a bride and a mother-in-law (‘Dearly Beloved’), a power dynamic plays out with a freaky sub context. It's here the depth and grittiness of this saccharine pop landscape really comes into its own. This isn't a celebration at all; it's something entirely different. If a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down, some retro styling and surface fun surely helps the content sink in undetected. Of course the subversive nature of this being in one of the largest department stores in the world can't go unmentioned,
Testament to its effectivity is the fact that one quickly forgets where one is, 80's makeovers happen at a small dressing table: between 3pm and 4pm every day and fashion designers, hair artists and illustrators are always in attendance. It's a wonder The Girls manage to get anything done at all! The zine of course proves that they can. As I wave goodbye to the giant Care Bear hanging above one of the work tables, I feel strangely glad that my childhood is left in my childhood, its interesting to get it out the box every now and then but when we bring it into the present day, with our lives as they are the results can be truly unnerving.
© 2010 Stuart Semple www.stuartsemple.com
Reproduced courtesy of Art of England magazine
Please note that The Girls' month long show/residency at Selfridges has now ended.
Kerr Stuart 2'6" gauge "Brazil" Class 0-4-2ST No.886 of 1905, No.1 "Premier", with spark arrester, at Sittingbourne station, on the Sittingbourne & Kemsley Light Railway, 02/76. Scanned photograph taken with a Kowa SET.
Stuart is the husband of the lady who ran many of my burlesque classes. He photographs a lot of the local shows as well.
Package Deal, 1956. Gouache and pencil on paper (1892-1964) Lawrence Benenson Collection. deYoung Museum
Mt. Stuart night sky. I hiked in with a 46 lbs pack of bivy and photography gear for a 3 day solo backpacking trip to capture this photo. This is one of my favorite places.
The spirit of nineteenth-century invention is embodied in Mount Stuart – a feat of Victorian engineering, this neo-gothic mansion was one of the most technologically advanced houses of its age. Ironic, when you consider the medieval inspiration of the Gothic Revival.
Truly a house of firsts, we believe Mount Stuart was the first home in the world to have a heated indoor swimming pool, and the first in Scotland to be purpose built with electric light, central heating, a telephone system and a Victorian passenger lift. Most of which are, quite remarkably, still in use today.
The central heating system was in fact designed by extraordinary Victorian engineer Wilson Phipson, who had achieved fame by heating prominent buildings such as London's Royal Albert Hall. However the sheer magnitude of materials required for this audacious build - granite, sandstone, marble and tiling for the swimming pool, would necessitate a horse-drawn railway from Kerrycroy village to the fledgling house - a physical reminder of the practical scope of the project.
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Stuarts Coaches EVM Cityline bodied Mercedes-Benz Sprinter SL23ZFM is seen here heading out of Wishaw General Hospital working the 365 to Torbothie.
The Ulster champion out on a strange Honda with Scrabo and the Mountains of Mourne in the background. I'm not sure why he needed the improvised wing mirror? The early clouds were burnt off to give us a glorious April day. The Moto Trial N.I.'s tenth anniversary trial, the Leadmines, Conlig.
Sizzler, Targada and dodgem power units. International Funfairs at East Park, their first visit to Hull this year
St Margaret, Westhorpe, Suffolk
Dear, dirty, rough and ready Westhorpe. This church is one of my favourite places in England. It isn't Suffolk's finest church, but it has the great character of a much-loved old friend. It is idiosyncratic, scruffy and wise. It is not ashamed of its age, and doesn't try to hide the ways it has changed over time. I like people like this, and I like this church.
I'm always a bit worried about coming back here, in case some enthusiastic person has moved into the parish, rolled up their sleeves and cleared out all the clutter, possibly carpeting the floor and installing an overhead projector screen as well. Coming back after some five years away I opened the creaking 15th Century door with some trepidation, but I needn't have worried.
Westhorpe church is open every day, but you used to have to collect the the key from a lovely lady across the road who would always apologise for the state of the church. The reason for her apology was that St Margaret is home to a large colony of bats. A notice in the little porch also apologised for the state of the church. We can only clean the church once a week, it said. And as you know, when you have bats, you know you've got them.
Perhaps it was just the time of the year I was visiting, but the bats no longer made such an impression on me as I stepped down onto what must be Suffolk's most uneven brick floor - hardly any smell of urine, no crunch of bat poo underfoot. In a thoroughly Victorianised church, with tiled floors, pitch-pine pews and recut stonework, bats are a bit revolting. But here on previous visits I had thought that the whiff of bat urine was an essential part of the atmosphere. I imagined that Westhorpe church would be diminished without its bats. But the church was still full of its familiar character, the smell of the past, the greening of the font, moss showing here and there between the cracks, all in all a sense of the ancient. The west of the church has been cleared of benches, giving a sense of drama to the high font on its pedestal.
Part of the charm and fascination of St Margaret is that it has the slight air of a theological junk shop. Every century from the 13th to the 20th has contributed a curiosity. Firstly, there's the glorious painted parclose screen to the east end of the south aisle. It may have enclosed the Elmham chantry. The altar here is always dressed for use, and on winter visits I had seen the damp collected in puddles on the uneven brick floor. It is charming. Edwardian rood screen panels flank the altar, and there are others elsewhere in the church.
Nathaniel and Jane Fox are commemorated on a pillar of the north arcade. They died in the late 17th century, and their memorials are a good amateurish mixture of cherubs, skulls and schmaltzy verse: heavens voyage doth not over hard appear, she tooke it in her early virgin year. At the east end of the south aisle, a board reminds you that this church was the Sunday local of Mary Tudor, sister of Henry VIII and grandmother of the ill-fated Lady Jane Grey. She had actually been married to the King of France, her ruthless brother sealing a shaky and ultimately fruitless pact with France by so doing. He married his other sister off to the King of Scotland. Her second husband was Charles Brandon, and they lived in the Hall here. Mary died in 1533. She's buried at Bury.
Surprising as this is, a further jolt comes from the imposing memorial to Maurice Barrow, who seems to have had lots of money in the 1660s. Unfortunately, he died before he could spend it, as so many of us will do. So this great tomb was constructed by the Shelton brothers, Maurice and Henry (Henry finishing it when, as the inscription observes, Maurice was suddenly snatched out of this world). Barrow reclines in great splendour beneath big fat grieving cherubs, behind contemporary spiked iron gates. Perhaps he thought someone might otherwise disturb his rest.
Up in the chancel there are more quirky fascinations. A high mounted memorial on the north wall is to an earlier Barrow, William. One might imagine for a moment that he is sitting with two concubines at the breakfast table, the servants looking on. But he's actually reading prayers with a Laudian air, facing across to his two wives Elizabeth and Frances (not at the same time, of course). They wear amusing hats, with sticky-outy bits, as if participating in a party game that has long-since been lost to us. Their children watch. But it is a curious little piece.
The big six candlesticks sit on the altar. Westhorpe was very much in the Anglo-Catholic tradition, and there are ancient notices in the south aisle explaining the sacraments and the significance of lighting candles. Quite how much this enthusiasm is still reflected in the liturgy here, I couldn't say. When the candles are alight, they must reflect brilliantly in Richard Elcock's wall-mounted brass memorial of 1630.
Elsewhere in the church, there are delightful little details, painted walls, shields and coffin lids, forgotten decalogue boards stacked up, two sets of Royal Arms, one a Stuart set leaning against the wall in the north aisle chapel and the other apparently for George II, although it is probably another overpainted Stuart set. There is a lonely 17th century box pew in the north aisle that may have come from here, but seems quite out of character with the rest of it. Barmy Arthur Mee was convinced that it had been Mary Tudor's family pew. All in all, exploring this church is a bit like being inside someone else's head.
I have a vivid memory of my first visit here, early in the spring of one of the last years of the old century. The tiny graveyard was full of birdsong and cowslips. Recently, the cowslip had been declared Suffolk's official flower, and the ground around seemed to validate this. That Spring day, I had seen them lovely and fair all across mid-Suffolk, but nowhere as lovely and fair as this, bats and all.
Kommandor Stuart, a geophysical survey vessel operated by Cale Survey, is seen here off Gourock during a brief visit to the Firth of Clyde.
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Mary Stuart was born at Linlithgow Palace on 7th December 1542, the daughter of James V of Scotland and Mary of Guise. Six days after her birth her father died, and she became Queen of Scotland. From her infancy, Scotland's rival pro-English and pro-French factions plotted to gain control of Mary. Her French mother was chosen as regent, and she sent Mary to France in 1548. Mary lived as part of the French royal family. In April 1558 she married the Dauphin Francis; she secretly agreed to bequeath Scotland to France if she should die without a son. In July 1559 Francis succeeded his father becoming King Francis II and Mary became Queen of France as well as of Scotland. In addition, many Roman Catholics recognised Mary Stuart as Queen of England after Mary I died and the Protestant Elizabeth I succeeded her to the throne in November 1558. Mary Stuart's claim to the English throne was based on the fact that she was the grand-daughter of Margaret Tudor, sister of Henry VIII--Elizabeth's father. To the Roman Catholics, Mary's claim appeared stronger than Elizabeth's because they viewed Henry's marriage to Anne Boleyn as illegal. Mary's young husband Francis II died in December 1560 after a reign of 17 months. Mary, who was about to become 18 years of age, was left in a difficult position. Unwilling to stay in France and live under the domination of her mother-in-law Catherine De Medici she decided to return to Scotland and take her chances with the Protestant reformers.
This portrait is at Blairs Museum
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Aberdeen
Hiding under the trees at Stuarts depot during 2008 was this unusual Dennis Dorchester, new to Geoff Amos as XAM124A.
01/09/2013. Ladies European Tour. Aberdeen Asset Management Ladies Scottish Open presented by EventScotland. Archerfield Links, East Lothian, Scotland, United Kingdom. 30 Aug - 01 Sept 2013. Stuart McColm during the final round. Credit: Tristan Jones
Australie, Stuart Highway, 17-10-2019.
Dag vijf van de Bridgestone World Solar Challenge met Stella Era, de vierde familie zonnewagen van Solar Team Eindhoven, een multidisciplinair studententeam van de Technische Universiteit Eindhoven. Zij verdedigen hun eerste plek in de Cruiser Class die niet op snelheid wordt gewonnen, maar op verbruik, jurering en persoonskilometers. Zoveel mogelijk met 4 personen rijden geeft dus een voorsprong in het klassement. De Challenge loopt over 3000 kilometer van Darwin naar Adelaide dwars door de outback.
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Australia, Stuart Highway, 17-10-2019.
Day five of the World Solar Challenge with Stella Era, the fourth family car powered by solar energy of Solar Team Eindhoven, a multidisciplinary student team of the Eindhoven University of Technology in the Netherlands. They defend their title in the Cruiser Class which is not won by speed, but by energyconsumption, judging, and persons-kilometers. Driving with four people as much as possible means a considerable advantage. The Challenge runs over 3000 kms from Darwin to Adelaide through the Outback.
credit: STE, Bart van Overbeeke
Stuart Area Historic District, Kalamazoo, Michigan.
Minolta MD Rokkor X 45mm F/2 on Sony A7C.
Historical Marker:
This historic house was built in 1858 for United States Senator Charles E. Stuart. As one of the leading lawyers and Democratic politicians of his day, Stuart naturally desired a house befitting his position. Thus it included tile and marble from Italy, stenciled and wood-paneled walls, Tiffany light fixtures, a great ballroom, and Kalamazoo’s first indoor bathroom! Stables and beautiful gardens were found on the estate. Stuart died in 1887. The Tau Kappa Epsilon fraternity acquired the house in 1956.