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I soldered everything together on a piece of cardboard. It holds together well, but not very easy to change parts.
temporary toilets at "warszawa stadion" station in district praga during building national stadium in warsaw for euro 2012 poland ukraine
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AESOP | IVE Group/AFI, 162 Collins St, Melbourene VIC | August 1, 2023 | © Mark Avellino Photography
AESOP | IVE Group/AFI, 162 Collins St, Melbourene VIC | August 1, 2023 | © Mark Avellino Photography
The Cicada has a lovely song. It is easily identifiable and lovely to hear.
Cicadas live underground as nymphs for most of their lives, at depths ranging from about 30 cm (1 ft) down to 2.5 m (about 8.5 ft). The nymphs feed on root juice and have strong front legs for digging.
In the final nymphal instar, they construct an exit tunnel to the surface and emerge. They then molt (shed their skins) on a nearby plant for the last time and emerge as adults. The abandoned exoskeleton remains, still clinging to the bark of trees.
ANSH Scavenger23 "Temporary"
You'll need a flashlight to get around in the dark and see your camera buttons. 30 seconds exposure and swinging flashlight aimlessly.
I have a lot of random hair lying around so I rolled up soem dreads. It's a lot of work and my hands are tired from just making these few and hot too! PHEW!
SKY View ACC 2020
Dubai Mall Business Bay
Temporary Suspended Platform
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This little triangle of grass with a few trees on it, becomes an island whenever there's a heavy rainfall; the stream floods the asphalt paths around it, and it becomes impassible without waterproof boots. Annoying when you have on running shoes. Ah well. It's my only real complaint about the layout of Mill Pond Park; they should find a way to prevent this part of it from flooding.
Richmond Hill, Ontario.
While we wait for the kitchen to be finished we live in a construction zone. Boxes everywhere and an oven in the hallway. We've tried to keep this mess out of the bedroom.
I had a different upbringing to my Dad. I was brought up on a street, not a farm. Farming was something Dad did during the evenings and on weekends and my brother, sister and I would help out from time to time. Farming didn't mean much to me and wasn't something that I took much interest in, nor did it prey heavily... but it always niggled in the back of my mind.
I moved to Cardiff to study for some time and on returning home, I was constantly noticing changes. At that time, there was a strong sense of depression within the industry. I knew the area would change gradually, but this was happening at such a rate that the realisation suddenly hit me that things could be very different the next time I'd come home.
One place in particular became a site to reflect on what was happening - Dad's temporary shed. He's a tenant farmer and so can't construct permanent buildings on the land he rents. Even though this is a temporary structure, this place has witnessed his work... So I took to documenting - in as much detail as possible - what was happening under its plastic hood.
Here is where we do the lambing in the spring, keep the hay and straw bales in the summer and autumn... and it proves a good shelter for the sheep in winter. The shed's also full of tools and objects, lined up like artifacts in a museum or sculptures in a gallery - objects that have witnessed better times. I often think what fate lies in store for this place.
My Dad continued in the tradition, following what my family has always done. I know I'll never be a farmer and even though I now work and live in the city, I'll always carry around that same strong sense of belonging to the land.
Near the Village of Chalna
Dacope, Bangladesh
December, 2009
In 2009, many of the villages around Dacope, Bangladesh were adversely affected by the impact of Cyclone Aila. Devastated by tremendous flooding, many village families lost their lives....their homes, their loved ones, and their livelihoods (farming rice in the paddies) to this storm. Over six months after the storm, the people of the village continue to live in inadequate temporary shelter on embankments, as well as lack of drinking water, sanitation, and adequate food for their families. Additionally, the flood waters have transformed into permanent rivers in areas that would have once been their rice patties into vast rivers of water that have engulfed entire villages.
Please enjoy these photographs, but also contemplate what your life would be like if you lived in these conditions. The realities captured in these images reflects the impact of climate change upon some of the most remote and vulnerable village populations of our planet.