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Amazonie parisienne - 2024
Louyz
Depuis 2001, les « Lézarts de la Bièvre » organisent tous les ans, le deuxième week-end de juin, une journée porte ouverte sur les ateliers d’artistes du quartier. L’occasion de découvrir une centaine de créateurs, peintres, céramistes, sculpteurs, photographes, …
Chaque année, un artiste est désigné pour baliser les parcours menant aux ateliers. De nombreux « vestiges » restent avec le temps. Une ballade dans le quartier de la Butte aux Cailles constitue un véritable parcours découverte des artistes graffitis de ce début du XXIème siècle.
Louise Delarue alias Louyz s’est lancée dans le street-art fin 2018. Mais elle a une double casquette et peint également des trompe-l’œil et autres fresques murales. Il faut dire que dans la famille le gène est omniprésent, on est muraliste de génération en génération : Son grand-père est Fabio Riéti et sa mère est Leonor Riéti. Alors la peinture elle connaît un peu. L’animal récurrent qu’elle a commencé à coller dans la capitale est le lézard. A chaque fois il semble sortir d’un trou du mur, on ne fait pas des trompe-l’œil pour rien
Elle a métamorphosé complètement la façade de cette maison particulière en la transformant en un lieu de visite de ce quartier de la Butte aux Cailles. Au premier regard on a l’impression d’être dans une jungle verdoyante amazonienne, mais en y regardant de plus près l’arrière plan, on voit bien que nous nous situons en région parisienne. Une magnifique réalisation qui nous transporte dans un autre monde, un peu moins urbain quand même
2023 RM Sotheby's Auction Preview, Monterey: 1930 Cadillac V-16 Transformable Town Cabriolet by Fleetwood
Sickert transformed how everyday modern like was depicted. He defied what he called “(John singer) Sargent confection” and “wiggle and chiffon school of portraiture,” choosing instead uncompromising realism. Here, in this drab interior, the woman’s blank expression and the laboured, diagonal pastel marks tracking across her face conceal rather then reveal her identity. Despite its title (“Woman of the Venetian people”), the work was likely completed in London – the hoop-backed chair and iron bedstead are common props from Sickert’s studio there.
As ever we had a wonderful evening at the Carrington Hotel in Katoomba.
Great friends, wonderful dance music and over the top hospitality.
Transformal number nine was a great success.
the Apricot Kernels Nonsense
In November, 1921, a great English physician, Sir Robert McCarrison (after whom the McCarrison Society for Nutrition and Health is named), visited the USA at the invitation of the University of Pittsburgh, to deliver the annual sixth Mellon Lecture before the Society for Biological Research.
The subject of his paper was “Faulty Food in Relation to Gastro-Intestinal Disorders,” and its salient points centered on the marvelous health and robustness of the Hunzas, who dwell on the northwestern border of what was then British India (now Pakistan).
The sturdy, mountaineer Hunzas are a light-complexioned race of people, much fairer of skin than the natives of the northern plains of India. They claim descent from three soldiers of Alexander the Great who lost their way in one of the precipitous gorges of the Himalayas. They always refer to themselves as Hunzukuts and to their land as Hunza, but ignorant modern writers insist on calling the people Hunzas.
Most of the people of Hunza are Ismaili Muslims, followers of His Highness the Aga Khan. The local language is Brushuski. Urdu and English are also understood by most of people.
The Hunza valley is one of huge glaciers and towering mountains, below which are ice-fields, boulder-strewn torrents and frozen streams.
The lower levels are transformed into verdant gardens in summertime. Narrow roads cling to the crumbling sides of forbidding precipices, which present sheer drops of thousands of feet, with many spots subject to dangerously recurrent bombardments of rock fragments from overhanging masses.
The Hunzas live on a seven-mile line at an elevation of five or six hundred feet from the bottom of a deep cleft between two towering mountain ranges. Some of the glaciers in this section of the world are among the largest known outside the Arctic region. The average height of the mountains is 20,000 feet, with some peaks, such as Rakaposhi, which dominates the whole region, soaring as high as 25,000—a spectacle of breath-taking beauty, too steep to hold snow and usually scarfed by clouds.
Because of the scarcity of food, supplies and transport, the region is closed to the general public and special permission is required to enter it. Travellers to the region have thus been few but those who have seen the wonder of Hunza have returned with glowing tales of the charm and buoyant health of this people.
Snow is a constant factor; long winters keep the entire population more or less housebound for several months at a time. Yet in summer the mercury may climb to 95 degrees in the shade.
For months in the winter the landscape is all one drab, monotonous, monochromatic stretch of grey houses, apricot trees, fields and walls, all are of a uniformly dingy and depressing gray, with lifeless, low-hanging clouds.
Then in life miraculously returns and color is reborn in the rich greens and yellows of the crops and trees. Leading the explosion of awakening, the apricot blossoms in spring stud the landscape with a riot of pastel-tinted pink and white, in vast profusion.
However, it’s not all about the landscape and crops; Sir Robert McCarrison and other travelers who have visited the Hunza-land, have all been particularly impressed by its atmosphere of peace and by the splendid health and amiability of its people.
Cancer researchSo vibrant was the health of those Hunzas with whom McCarrison came into contact that he reported never having seen a case of asthenic dyspepsia, or gastric or duodenal ulcer, of appendicitis, mucous colitis or cancer. Cases of over-sensitivity of the abdomen to nerve impressions, fatigue, anxiety or cold were completely unknown.
The prime physiological purpose of the abdomen, as related to the sensation of hunger, constituted their only consciousness of this part of their anatomy.
McCarrison concluded this part of his lecture by stating, “Indeed, their buoyant abdominal health has, since my return to the West, provided a remarkable contrast with the dyspeptic and colonic lamentations of our highly civilized communities.”
In fact the Hunzas are not perfect: there is one tiny aspect of ill-health. They seem to suffer from eye disorders that are due to the lack of stoves and chimneys. A fire is made in the middle of the floor and the smoke escapes from a small hole in the roof. The gathering smudge in the air is a constant irritant to their eyes.
McCarrison was otherwise amazed at the health and immunity record of the Hunzas, who, though surrounded on all sides by peoples afflicted with all kinds of degenerative and pestilential diseases, still did not contract any of them.
Travelers who have lived and worked with the Hunzas are unanimous in praising their general charm, intelligence, and physical stamina.But the Hunzas were not entirely a benign or benevolent people, by our standards. There is a paradox here.
In his Mellon Lecture McCarrison told us, “They (the Hunzas) are unusually fertile and long-lived, and endowed with nervous systems of notable stability.
Their longevity and fertility were, in the case of one of them, matters of such concern to the ruling chief that he took me to task for what he considered to be my ridiculous eagerness to prolong the lives of the ancients of his people, among whom were many of my patients.
The operation for senile cataract appeared to him a waste of my economic opportunities, and he tentatively suggested instead the introduction of some form of lethal chamber, designed to remove from his realms those who by reason of their age and infirmity were no longer of use to the community.”
But there is no questioning the physical fitness and stamina of this race of men. One writer, R. C. F. Schomberg, commented, “It is quite the usual thing for a Hunza man to walk sixty miles at one stretch, up and down the face of precipices to do his business and return direct.” This author passed through the Hunza country many times. He describes how his Hunza servant went after a stolen horse “and kept up the pursuit in drenching rain over mountains for nearly two days with bare feet.”
Schomberg also tells of seeing a Hunza in mid-winter make two holes in an ice pond, repeatedly dive into one and come out at the other, with as much unconcern as a polar bear.
Sir Aurel Stein records a trip of 200 miles made on foot by a Hunza messenger, a journey that imposed the obstacle of crossing a mountain as high as Mont Blanc. The trip was accomplished in seven days and the messenger returned fresh looking and untired, as if it had been a common, everyday occurrence. The word “tired” does not seem to exist in their lexicon.
In the Journal of the Royal Society of Arts for January 2, 1925, Sir Robert McCarrison wrote: “The powers of endurance of these people are extraordinary; to see a man of this race throw off his scanty garments, revealing a figure which would delight the eye of a Rodin, and plunge into a glacier-fed river in the middle of the winter, as easily as most of us would take a tepid bath, is to realize that perfection of physique and great physical endurance are attainable on the simplest of foods, provided these be of the right kind.”
Now we are getting down to the real message.
McCarrison postulated four main reasons in explanation of their fabulous health. I think it both interesting and advisable to give them all in his own words. He said:
1) “Infants are reared as Nature intended them to be reared–at the breast. If this source of nourishment fails, they die; and at least they are spared the future gastrointestinal miseries, which so often have their origin in the first bottle.”
McCarrison is absolutely in tune with (or rather modern holistic and food experts like me are in tune with HIM!), in saying that if anything other than Mother’s colostrum is put in the infant’s mouth at birth, disastrous food intolerances follow, as night follows day.
2) “The people live on the unsophisticated foods of Nature: milk, eggs, grains, fruits and vegetables. I don’t suppose that one in every thousand of them has ever seen a tinned salmon, a chocolate or a patent infant food, nor that as much sugar is imported into their country in a year as is used in a moderately sized hotel of this city in a single day.”
I’m surprised at the dairy but raw milk fans will make a lot of this. But the number one here is, without question, NO SUGAR and not the apricots!
No manufactured food is also crucial. Never never eat anything that doesn’t look the way Nature created it (and never never eat anything that Monsanto and similar biotech companies have had their dirty hands on).
3) “Their religion (Islam) prohibits alcohol, and although they do not always lead in this respect a strictly religious life, nevertheless they are eminently a tee totalling race.”
(Colonel Lorimer says that the Hunzas occasionally drink a little wine at festivals. Alcohol is not forbidden to Ismalai Mohammedans, but in Hunza the distilling of alcohol has been prohibited in recent years, since McCarrison’s time). So a little quiet wine drinking seems to be no big hazard, if everything else is in place.
4) “Their manner of life requires the vigorous exercise of their bodies.”
No surprise here; we know that staying active is an essential part of health and definitely does protect from cancer.ers take note.
This is the one touch transformable LEGO RC tank. It tranforms with just one touch from a tank to a robot, and vice versa. Also, this vehicle can be driven by LEGO RC controller, whatever its form is, a robot or a tank.
if you want to watch the transform process, visit my youtube channel below
Alva Noto
CD :
Lou Reed
Transformer
RCA Records
1972
Design . Ernst Thormahlen
Photography . Mick Rock
Postcard :
Koen Van Den Broek
New York
Oil On Canvas
2007
Use Hearing Protection
GMA
Sara Pantuliano, Managing Director, Overseas Development Institute, United Kingdom, speaking during the session, Transforming Humanitarian Finance, at the Annual Meeting 2018 of the World Economic Forum in Davos, January 25, 2018. Copyright by World Economic Forum / Ciaran McCrickard
These old barges on the river normally look quite dull and uninteresting (unless you particularly like old barges!) but yesterday's morning light and mist transformed them into something of real beauty.
"Light Transformed"
The cool thing about a camera sensor is that it captures light over time, which we cannot do since we observe light in real time. This is a composite of at least 4 long exposure images involving pond ice, a plastic snowflake, a laser pointer, various flashlights and an evening moon photo from last year. What does it conjure in your mind?
Back in 1959-60 this was part of the last 1/3 of my High School Cross-Country course. It was just barren rolling hills of hard-packed adobe clay.
The 23'' Brave Mama Bear Plush Toy, released by the Disney Store online and in stores in the US and Canada on May 14, 2012. The price is $39.50 US. She is the transformed Queen Elinor, has a soft crown on her head, articulated arms and legs, soft black fur, faux leather nose and paws, and embroidered eyes.
Her legs rotate 360 degrees about the hip joint, and her arms are bendable, with internal wiring. When her legs are rotated so she is standing, they are not sturdy or stiff enough for her to be stable free standing, so she needs a bit of support to stand. However, she is very stable sitting down. She is a hefty doll, weighing in at 3 pounds 2 ounces (1.417 kg). Her fur is VERY soft, and looks and feels like real fur, and her body is soft and cuddly. As she is handled, some individual hairs come loose, but there is very minimal shedding.
She is a very accurate depiction of the mama bear in the Brave trailers shown so far. The tag on the bear actually says ''Mum Bear'' which the (mostly) British way of saying Mother (or Mama) Bear.
Igan 7488
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Operator: Maluto Transportation and Travel Corp.
Fleet No.: 7488
Type of Service: PUB - City Operation
Route: Alabang - Lawton
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ENGINE
Maker: Nissan Diesel Motor Co.
Model: FE6-C
CHASSIS
Maker: Nissan Diesel Motor Co.
Model: SP215NSB
COACH
Coachbuilder: Santa Rosa Motor Works Inc.
Model: Exfoh (rehabbed)
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captured at Alabang Zapote Road, Muntinlupa City
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NOTE: Errors may be evident with this description. Corrections will be done once verified.
Not so Mellow Yellow.
The baller game-changing version of the beloved F body 911. The iconic ducktail debuted on this engineering triumph that transformed the 911 from a road going sports car to a track-conquering performance benchmark.
I hope you enjoy!
transform, 2001, 60"w x 40"h, mixed media painting on canvas
transform = transformation = transmute = transubstantiate = metamorphose = translate = convert = change = mutate = reform = modify = revolutionize = tweak
*Exhibited at Sandra Goldie Gallery, Montreal, Canada, group show. Nov15-26.05.
In reconnecting with Draven I realized how transformative he is. Back when I met him originally and in the time I knew him he was always a very cool looking guy with a personality to match. I’d attribute some of it to his dad, with the wide variety of influences he’s mentioned from comics to music and movies to art. His name actually comes from one of his dad’s favourites,The Crow after the character Eric Draven. It wasn’t until recently when we reconnected that I began to look back at his photos, noticing the amount of looks he went through, always adapting to the next thing in his own way.
I found a real friend in Draven. We held similar interests and shared many friends. Social circles continually collided and meeting up was bound to happen frequently. At some point, like with so many, I saw him less. He moved out of Patrick’s house and off to North Vancouver to my understanding. From there I lost track of him, though the last time I did see him was at the Wired Monk in Fleetwood. I remember he was wearing a zootsuit and a motor head toque. The next time I saw him was due to less fortunate happenings, though while he was in town we got the chance to catch up before he went back to Kamloops where he’s been residing for a while now.
I miss him. I miss a lot of people. I want nothing more than to hold on to connections, but it’s hard. Hard to stay in touch. But it’s easy to reconnect. It really only takes a wave or nudge. The slight nostalgia helps. It’s easier to forget what you’ve got until it’s gone. Cherish your friendships and the time you have. It’ll make for better memories, and an easier time to reconnect to the people you care about.
It's Christmas time, and there's no need to be afraid
At Christmas time, we let in light and banish shade
And in our world of plenty
We can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world
At Christmas time
But say a prayer and pray for the other ones
At Christmas time, it's hard but while you're having fun
There's a world outside your window
And it's a world of dread and fear
Where a kiss of love can kill you
And there's death in every tear
And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight we're reaching out and touching you
Bring peace and joy this Christmas to West Africa
A song of hope they'll have is being alive
Why is comfort deadly fear
Why is to touch to be scared
How can they know it's Christmas time at all
Here's to you
Raise a glass to everyone
Here's to them
And all their years to come
Can they know it's Christmas time at all
Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time again
Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time again
Heal the world, let them know it's Christmas time again
Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time again
Heal the world, let them know it's Christmas time again
Heal the world, let them know it's Christmas time again
Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time again
Heal the world, let them know it's Christmas time again
Heal the world
P.S.
What is love❗️⁉️
I believe that love, in all its forms, is a powerful energy. As humans, we have the ability to transform it into something radiant. It is an understanding that we are all small particles of time and the universe. Love means caring about the well-being of others more than just focusing on our own interests. If someone is in need, ill, or hungry, it becomes our shared responsibility. It’s a problem we all face together! There's no “I” only “WE”.
If I had to choose my favorite photo of the year that would be this one. Not Italy, not Las Vegas or even Brooklyn Bridge. When I saw this vinyl it was an instant love at first sight. I ask myself often when I travel what if people live differently? What if they terminally ill? What if they don’t have enough strength to move or travel or even to drive 45 minutes to see another location? What if they are unhappy? What if they made irresponsible mistakes? What if their situation is not something that can be reversed? What if they are 95 or 99 years old? What if everything is behind. What if your dreams failed you? What if there’s no happy ending?
What inspires you? Music? Music that has a meaning?
When I look at this vinyl… It’s name, colors; yellow, black & red heart. The name “Band-Aid”… There’s no “happy ending” or “ending”… One just has to apply a band-aid over its own heart and continue making this world a better. Maybe that’s what keeps this planet still moving not just happiness & smiles but billions of small band-aids on the hearts of billions just like yours. Are
Autobots transform.
I really loved the color of this 458, so much that I think I made the owner uncomfortable by following him so much. I don't like the sticker though.
I had to go around the corner to take some photos of the neighbourhood, which was transformed overnight by a round of snow.
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“Hortus Conclusus” Oficinas para el Consejo Consultivo de Castilla y León, C. Obispo Manso, 1 c/v Rúa de los Notarios y C. de las Infantas, Zamora
Arquitecto: Alberto Campo Baeza
Arquitectos colaboradores: Ignacio Aguirre López y Miguel Ciria Hernández con Pablo Fernández Lorenzo, Pablo Redondo Díez, Alfonso González Gaisán y Francisco Blanco Velasco Proyecto 2007 Construcción 2012. Promotor Consejería de Hacienda de la Junta de Castilla y León.
Se eligió una parcela situada frente a la catedral de Zamora para construir la sede del Consejo Consultivo de la Comunidad de Castilla y León. Del concurso convocado surgió como ganadora una propuesta que nace de la reflexión sobre cómo debe construirse hoy en un centro histórico. La decisión tomada es radical en su planteamiento: un muro horadado por escasos huecos rodea un jardín en el que se levanta una leve caja de vidrio.
Los autores nos conducen por el proyecto: Levantamos unos altos muros de piedra, de la misma piedra que la catedral de Zamora, siguiendo las trazas de las tapias del huerto del antiguo convento, y allí trabajamos como en una caja abierta al cielo con los muros y el suelo en piedra. Conseguimos así un jardín secreto en el que conservamos y plantamos árboles frondosos y plantas aromáticas, un verdadero Hortus Conclusus. En la esquina que mira a la Catedral, una piedra de 250 x 150 x 50, una verdadera Piedra Angular. El muro que rodea enteramente la parcela es tan alto como el edificio y se ha construido con una piedra que comparte sus despieces, su grosor y tonalidad con la catedral y el casco histórico. Los escasos huecos que lo atraviesan se han distribuido de manera estratégica para favorecer ciertas vistas desde el jardín.
Y en este verde jardín construimos una caja de cristal transparente que lo hace parecer como si uno está trabajando en el jardín. Dentro de la caja de piedra, una caja de vidrio, toda en vidrio, como si fuera un transparente. Con una fachada doble tipo Muro Trombe, la piel exterior se hace con vidrios extra-claros de una sola pieza de 600 x 300, unidos con silicona estructural, y puestas en vertical, de forma que ocupen toda la altura del edificio, como si estuviera todo hecho de aire. En los ángulos superiores de esta caja, aparecen los triedros completos de vidrio que hacen más visible si cabe la buscada transparencia, lo que Mies buscaba en su torre de la Friedrichstrasse. El triedro construido con aire, un verdadero Vidrio Angular. El vidrio es sencillo, sin cámara de aire, pues ésta se crea construyendo dos hojas separadas entre sí la distancia suficiente para permitir a una persona moverse por su interior. Esta cámara ancha funciona como un elemento climático activo que ofrece la posibilidad de manipular la temperatura, la humedad y la circulación del aire interior. Es capaz de guardar el calor en invierno haciendo uso del efecto invernadero y a la vez de expulsar el calor y proteger el edificio en verano gracias a la cámara ventilada. De esta forma la fachada es activa en términos climáticos y es a su vez totalmente transparente, para tratar de eliminar cualquier barrera entre interior y exterior.
El programa del edificio se adapta bien a esta organización, pues los consejeros del gobierno autonómico gozan de un espacio en calma para realizar sus labores y de la seguridad necesaria, que proporciona un estricto control de vistas y accesos. Los muros de piedra proporcionan esta seguridad y permiten plantear un edificio con la máxima transparencia en sus fachadas, de forma que los espacios interiores se abran al máximo a la caja-jardín. El muro perimetral transforma la parcela en una gran caja de paredes de piedra, cerrada a las vistas pero abierta al cielo, dentro de la cual la colocación de árboles crea un jardín introvertido dominado por un edificio de factura moderna.
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Through one of the alternate plain glass windows in the Round Church (1185) - Temple Church, London. Built by the Knights Templar, the soldier monks who protected pilgrims to the Holy Land during the crusades.
The cold, grey and windy day outside was transformed by the random ripples in the old glass.
One shall stand, the shall fall...
Sold $200 worth of Transformers toys today. Feels good to unload some stuff but at the same time I'm already thinking of what to collect next
Behold! The incredible transforming Batmobile, Batman's latest means of transportation and crime fighting! Inspired by the cartoon series Batman: The Brave and the Bold, this beast can turn into a giant Bat-mech! Check out the other pictures to see how! That way the Dark Knight can take on evil doers of any shapes and sizes!