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I Love Lucy (Fur): Look into the eyes of my arch nemesis – the deceptively adorable Lucille Fur-Griffiths (aka Lucy Fur), my boyfriend's kitty cat. Just look at that challenging, unblinking glare! We have a complex love / hate relationship: Lucy loathes me and I love her unconditionally. I’ve known this vicious, frequently violent, maladjusted and anti-social little bitch for about two and a half years now and she has never softened or mellowed towards me. At least she’s consistent - consistently hostile! I’ve always been a “cat person” and Lucy Fur is currently the sole cat in my life I see regularly – so I yearn to cuddle her, tickle her tummy and make her purr to the point that it torments me! Lucy’s curse in life is that she looks so outwardly sweet and cute that everyone who sees her wants to reach down and pet her – which she HATES! If I dare pet her, I usually pull back a scratched and bleeding hand or at the very least get a furious look that says, “Nothing gives you that right!” I once took her by surprise and kissed her on the forehead – she reacted like that was the WORST thing ever! I made an enemy for life when I did that. Still, I live in hope and continue to buy her cat treats at Tescos every time I go grocery shopping to try to bribe some affection. I can’t imagine going to her house empty-handed. (Lucy makes a point of devouring them only when I’m out of the room – just in case I get any pleasure in seeing her enjoy them).
With unblinking eyes the strapped cadaver stared at the video of the boorish man displayed on the monitor in front of him.
It was hoped that the simulation of secretion spewing from the monitor would trigger a response.
The studious men in lab coats took notes and watched intently as the cadaver’s wired brain was recorded into the mainframe computer.
When the cadaver’s middle finger began to twitch the monotone speaking men nodded in unison.
A breakthrough had been made.
The cadaver, known as “Larry T3865”, was coming to life. Quite possibly, Larry’s neural network for all mankind would become a reality.
The sign blinks. :) My mom took this picture.
The Keith Albee Theatre was built in 1927-1928 and designed by famed theatre architect, Thomas W. Lamb. It has several sister theatres across the country. The supervising architect was Wilbur A. Meanor. It is on the National Register as part of the downtown historic district.
The Keith Albee is an atmospheric theatre, meaning it's ceiling can imitate the sky and gives the illusion of being outdoors. It's truly a wonderful effect. The theatre is purely magnificent, in good repair, and is the process of full restoration. It was part of the Orpheum circuit.
If you ever have the chance to visit this masterpiece, I highly suggest you do so. As flamboyant as the exterior is, it doesn't give you an inkling of the fabulousness that hides quietly within.
My parents are awesome and finagled us a private tour of the theatre, basically anywhere I wanted to go.
However, when I got there, they told me I couldn't take pictures of the building unless I was in them, because they had a problem with someone who took pictures and sold them on the internet, and didn't give any money to the theatre... so now nobody is allowed to take pictures without a contract, unless they are in the pictures.
This is weird, because when my mom went to see the show, she asked if she could take pictures of the theatre, and they told her it was fine. So, out of respect, if I decide to post those pictures she took, they will be at very tiny resolution so they may not be sold.
The start of a Dark Mechanicus Daemon-Knight converted from Ghurk of the Glottkin, with an Imperial Knight and a Dark Mechanicus Daemon-Knight of the Unblinking Eye, for scale.
See them all at: admech.blogspot
Kodak 2238 at 100 ISO (yes, that's correct)
XR1 Speed Boost developer per Unblinking Eye website. Initially 2238 has a box speed of 25 ISO (I prefer it at 12), XR1 is said to give a minimum boost of two stops so I gave it a try and surprisingly it worked.
Nikon N75 - Nikkor 28-80mm third party lens
The City Hall of Toronto, its one of the most distinctive landmarks of the city, that was Designed by Finnish architect Viljo Revell and Heikki Castrén, Bengt Lundsten, Seppo Valjus, and engineered by Hannskarl Bandel, the building opened in 1965; its modernist architecture still impresses today. It was built to replace Old City Hall which was built in 1899.
The building is on a large site on the north side of Queen Street West between Bay Street and Osgoode Hall. The address is 100 Queen Street West, and its postal code is M5H 2N2. It is on the site of Toronto's first Chinatown. The population of the large area was displaced, mostly to the northwest of the site. Much of the Chinese population residing in the district had to be relocated before construction of the New City Hall could begin.
While the building's base is rectangular, its two towers are curved in cross-section and rise to differing heights. The east tower is 27 storey’s (99.5 metres) tall and the west tower is 20 storeys (79.4 metres). Between the towers is the saucer-like council chamber, and the overall arrangement is somewhat like two hands cradling the chamber. The outer concrete surfaces of the towers have been ribbed, to prevent collapse of the fabric as a result of the expansion of the exterior surfaces, and the tearing apart of the fabric as a result of differences in air pressure on the two sides of each wing-like tower during the high winds characteristic of the Great Lakes. The north, west, and east elevations are plain in contrast with the south elevation; each presents a view of unrelieved concrete. To the east of the square is the former City Hall [locally known as Old City Hall] which is now a courthouse. From the air, the building is seen as a giant unblinking eye, thus the building's original nickname of "The Eye of Government". When finished, the building caused a storm of controversy among many people, who felt that it was extremely futuristic, too futuristic for the city. Even 40 years later, it still appears very modern.
In front of the main structure is Nathan Phillips Square, a public space containing a fountain/skating rink. The square is surrounded by an elevated walkway, with connections to City Hall, the square below, and the Sheraton Hotel across Queen Street.
After 35 rolls the Harvey's 777 Panthermic has matured nicely. Very predictable now but I thought for the worried well a shot in colour of the "brew" would be interesting.
I keep it at room temperature but protected from light. The replenisher has coloured up as well but not as richly. Probably another 35 to 40 rolls worth of replenisher left. unblinkingeye.com/Articles/Harvey/harvey.html
Buddha's first week was spent under the Bodhi tree. During the second week, the Buddha remained standing and stared, uninterrupted, at the Bodhi tree. This spot is marked by the Animeshlocha Stupa, that is, the unblinking stupa or shrine, which is located on the north-east of the Mahabodhi Temple complex. There stands a statue of Buddha with his eyes fixed towards the Bodhi tree.
Kodak 2238 at 100 ISO (yes, that's correct)
XR1 Speed Boost developer per Unblinking Eye website. Initially 2238 has a box speed of 25 ISO (I prefer it at 12), XR1 is said to give a minimum boost of two stops so I gave it a try and surprisingly it worked.
Nikon N75 - Nikkor 28-80mm third party lens
Painted Paparazzi on a side street in downtown Dayton, Ohio. This mural has been here since 1992, but doesn't really represent anything about the warehouse it's painted on. A mysterious photographer, unblinking, always watching.
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This is one of the lenses I used on my old Nikon F801.
It looks a bit battered now but it's served me well (and Flynnie before me)
It had been many years since Maurice had broken free from the shackles that imprisioned his body and his spirit. Since that time, he had lead the life of the bohemian, dancing to the music that lifted his heart. Looking into those unblinking steel grey eyes, it was clear that he would never relinquish his cherished independence without a fight. Under no circumstances would he let anyone or anything return him to the world of the carnival and the unrelenting daily grind of the carousel.
With a wry grin, he waddled off - his future (and his location - see photo map) to remain shrouded in the wonder and beauty of the unknown. Our parting sentiment was simple and direct - live free Maurice - live wild and free!!!
Sometimes a little whimsy is all we need. Enjoy and have a great weekend ;-)
7 May 2003
The five of us are assembled out in front of the Palace at 0930 hours. The Major greets our military security squad, 6 M.P.’s, and pores over a map of Baghdad discussing the intended route. Our team will be in the one SUV, with Dick driving.
The Major says, “I’d like to drive, but I want to be able to shoot”. She carries an M-9 pistol in a belt holster. The Major is our “shooter”. She’s doing a fine job by us. We call her ‘Major Mom” sometimes, but not when she’s around.
The Major gives the security team one of our Motorola radios, otherwise we will have no communications capability with them. Our SUV will be between the two Humvee’s. We are to stay as close as possible to the front Humvee at all times to prevent anyone from trying to split the convoy up. I imagine that the SUV would appear to be the softer, but high value target to the “bad guys”. We have noticed quickly that the military consistently refer to the "bad guys" and not the “enemy”, not “terrorists”, not “insurgents”, etc. They are keeping it nice and simple.
We drive north out of the green zone through the “Assassins Gate”. I make a mental note to find out the history behind that name. Once through the gate and past an M1A Abrams tank standing sentry duty, we turn to the right and cross the four lane bridge over the Tigris River. The 20-minute ride proves uneventful but our eyes seem unblinking as we twist our heads to get a good look at Baghdad.
"Silent and still, Daedalus gazes into the abyss, its cyclopean eye capturing the cosmic opera, unblinking like the eternal stars it contemplates." 🎭️
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On the second day of my mission to Ukraine, at the NATO liaison offices in Kiev
I met with Christopher Staudt and Oleksandra, to discuss steps to augment the integrity and strength of Ukraine's military. Their unblinking assessment of parliamentarians' responsibilities in the months ahead was refreshing for its candour and encouraging for its insight.
Kodak 2238 at 100 ISO (yes, that's correct)
XR1 Speed Boost developer per Unblinking Eye website. Initially 2238 has a box speed of 25 ISO (I prefer it at 12), XR1 is said to give a minimum boost of two stops so I gave it a try and surprisingly it worked.
Nikon N75 - Nikkor 28-80mm third party lens
Kodak 2238 at 100 ISO (yes, that's correct)
XR1 Speed Boost developer per Unblinking Eye website. Initially 2238 has a box speed of 25 ISO (I prefer it at 12), XR1 is said to give a minimum boost of two stops so I gave it a try and surprisingly it worked.
Nikon N75 - Nikkor 28-80mm third party lens
Just Check'n You Out
Sometimes I wonder just who was checking out who!
No sooner had we arrived here and two large humpback whales appeared about 100m away. As soon as we realised they were heading straight for our boat there was a mad scramble for masks, fins and cameras.
They came closer; 50m, 25m, 10m and then the pair dove and disappeared. This disappearing act was something we had grown used to as the whales often dive under our boat if we stop in their path.
Suddenly without warning one massive head rose right next to the boat, its nose more 2m out of the water. A moment later a second just as enormous head rose next to the boat and we had two unblinking fathomless eyes gazing back at us for a time before quietly sinking back into the water again. Clearly this was an invitation.
Once we were in the water these two large males turned the tables on us. I felt like we were now the subject of their curiosity and if they had had iPhones they'd be taking selfies with the humans and and texting their mates!
We were all circled and observed from every angle. On one occasion when I dived deep to get a view from below the pair dove down, corralled me then followed me back to the surface in a spiraling ascent of three, the two getting closer and closer to me almost embracing me with their huge pectoral fins as we ascended. It felt like they were making sure I returned safely to the surface again.
This was another extraordinary experience where I felt that these beautiful animals were complicit in the exchange of a shared experience of each other.
We should not need moments like these to nurture love and respect for these wonderful creatures but if it were possible I wish every human could experience the humpback whales of Vava'u as I now have.
Photo: Robert Rath, 'Just Check'n You Out' 1/160s f/10 ISO320 15mm
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There's nothing Brian likes more than buzzing happily around and pooing pollution out of his little puckered orifice. When not doing this he enjoys destroying Imperial scum.
Leaving Mikladalur was ominous. The first was Trøllanestunnilin, a nasty almost 2.3km skinny as tunnel. With that Trøll prefix what if the locals are correct in their superstitions. Then out the other end is Trøllanes! This is a village named for the annual invasion by trolls causing all of the residents to run away over the hills to Mikladalur. Even today the village has inhabited rocks with trolls living in them. Look around at the rocky spires towering above Trøllanes and you can believe they are petrified trolls, the eyries of giant eagles or the perches of coiled, unblinking dragons.
Be brave! You will get through Trøllanestunnilin. But bring your stout boots, your balance and your windproof and waterpoof clothes. There is mud, waterlooged spagnum and peat and lots and lots of sheep poo. You are going to walk up and across steep greasy slopes; always up. There are rewards. Trust me.
Look back. Trøllanes looks like a Lego town with Lego tractors stacking what are really big round bales of hay. In fact, this landscape is so big that this is one of those places where a tractor can work. And down there are two of them putting in a communal effort ahead of next winter. Trøllanestunnilin is barely discernible.
Now look right. All around these hills are stonebuilt rough shelters for sheep that betray the ferocity of the wind. This one, with a priceless view, would prove a handy improvised windbreak for a pair of hikers and a blue bear needing lunch and an escape from the gale before the trek back to almost anywhere really.
Lift your eyes. The first headland is on Kunoy, the slopes behind the selkie at Mikladalur. And there in the distance, at last, is the famed Enniberg — Europe's tallest cliff.
Push on. You only have to climb about 150m from the start of your hike and most of that is now behind you. The mud, waterlooged spagnum and peat, lots and lots of sheep poo and wind remain. But the slopes are less steep. Honestly your ankles will be OK. Oh, and muddy.
jewels sparkle lit
….like christmas lights
……..hung by ozark squirrels
amber jade garnet emerald
….and a turquoise sky
……..wet diamond white refraction
pierces eyes unblinking — all is light and change -- in the forest between the eye and the i
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The late afternoon sun lights up an Ozark forest within Petit Jean State Park, Arkansas.
Notes: Three image HDR (+/-2ev). Selective color saturation edits with NX2.
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So I take this picture, then find the cable that connects my camera to the TV. "Ooh," I think, looking at my shiny new toy and forgetting what I was doing about four seconds ago: that is, taking a picture of my eye. I plug it in to my parents' big-ass TV and find myself staring into THE ENORMOUS UNBLINKING EYE OF JUDGEMENT, GAZING, ALWAYS GAZING INTO MY VERY SOUL AND TAKING NOTE OF EVERYTHING THEREIN.
I shat a brick.
"With an unblinking gaze, Daedalus peers into the depths of the cosmos, charting pathways yet to be discovered." ️🌌
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The start of a Dark Mechanicus Daemon-Knight converted from Ghurk of the Glottkin, with an Imperial Knight and a Dark Mechanicus Daemon-Knight of the Unblinking Eye, for scale.
See them all at: admech.blogspot.co.uk/
Yup, that's a Sniper Advanced Targeting Pod or AN/AAQ-33. It's a long-range visual eyeball meant to give long range visual ID to potential violators of air sovereignty - especially as binoculars or long-zoom cameras are not so optimal in a cockpit environment.
Photo is from my tour of the 142nd Fighter Wing, 123rd Fighter Squadron based out of Portland Air National Guard Base. For more photos as I develop, please visit: goo.gl/jQst31
To go on one of these public tours, go to goo.gl/QkWcFC and check out the info on the 142nd Fighter Wing webpage under "Tour Request". Enjoy!
PHOTO CREDIT: Joe A. Kunzler Photo, AvgeekJoe Productions, growlernoise-AT-gmail-DOT-com
Rachael Allen is reading at the Palace Green Library as part of the Durham Book Festival. She is one of the 2014 Faber New Poets and as such has been recognised as an emerging new voice in British poetry. Rachael is the online poetry editor for Granta.
EARLY HARBOUR
The horizon is a line-white flare;
boats lead in over the flat
as though on a conveyor belt.
Fish garble in the filaments of rope,
whacking metronomic
with their unblinking dial eyes
rapidly drying
to a firm gel. I imagine being cabled
in the base of the net,
slapping madly for what is inside me,
something not yet blinking or rythmic
but locked in, laying low.
The firm, acrid hospital seat
is the burnt orange
of rough wire. I steer you too early,
unnecessary creature.
Fish heave, the sea heaves,
I mete out the likeness as tidal.
Rachael Allen.
(acrylics on canvas)
According to Greek mythology Medusa symbolizes female wisdom. Her wide unblinking eyes reflect her immense wisdom. They are all knowing, all seeing eyes that see through us, penetrating our illusions and looking into the abyss of truth.
Medusa also represents the Cycles of Nature as life, death and rebirth. She is universal Creativity and Destruction in eternal transformation.
Her mask was used to guard and protect women and the secret knowledge of the Divine Feminine. It literally warned men to "Keep Away! Female Mysteries." The serpent is a totem of the cycles of life, death and rebirth and the seasons. It is the connection to the fertile earth and to the underworld. It also symbolizes immortality as it was thought to shed its skin indefinitely. (A. La Van)
Šest priznatih autora potpisuju spektakularne „Katedrale kulture" na festivalu Cinema City
Kada bi zgrade mogle da govore, šta bi rekle o nama? Film „Katedrale kulture“ nudi šest potresnih odgovora na ovo pitanje. Baveći se duhom građevina, ovaj 3D film pušta da šest upečatljivih i veoma različitih objekata govore svaki za sebe, analizirajući ljudski život iz perspektive struktura koje je stvorio čovek. Šest priznatih filmskih stvaralaca unose sopstveni vizualni stil i umetnički pristup u ovaj projekat.
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Cathedrals of Cultures by Wim Wenders, Michael Glawogger, Michael Madsen, Robert Redford, Margreth Olin, Karim Aionouz
Cathedrals of Culture offers six startling responses to this question. This 3D film project about the soul of buildings allows six iconic and very different buildings to speak for themselves, examining human life from the unblinking perspective of a man-made structure. Six acclaimed filmmakers bring their own visual style and artistic approach to the project. Buildings, they show us, are material manifestations of human thought and action: the Berlin Philharmonic – an icon of modernity, the National Library of Russia – a kingdom of thoughts, Halden Prison – the world’s most humane prison, the Salk Institute – an institute for breakthrough science, the Oslo Opera House – a futuristic symbiosis of art and life and the Centre Pompidou – a modern culture machine. Cathedrals of Culture explores how each of these landmarks reflects our culture and guards our collective memory.
More: eng.cinemacity.org/cathedrals-of-cultures.film.568.htm
One of the most striking archaeological treasures uncovered during the 1986 excavation was the gold burial mask of the Princess of Chen, which was found covering her face. The mask is made from a sheet of gold and is thin and delicate, around half the thickness of a one penny coin. Following Liao tradition, the flesh-and-blood features of the seventeen-year-old are engraved on the mask, including her ears - an unusual addition. This personalised burial mask offers a unique and privileged opportunity to encounter the face of an eleventh-century Liao princess. It is not a stylised painting or modern reproduction, but a three-dimensional, life-sized image crafted by a person who looked upon her true face one thousand years ago, as we are looking upon her mask today. Her expression is one of strength and serenity however looking into her unblinking eyes, a child-like fragility is somehow communicated.
Dec 26th---360/365----A Leaf From The Bodhi Tree
--------------this leaf was a special memento that we picked up in India along our travels --it was tucked in a book for 5 months as we missioned across Asia -this is a leaf from the Bodhi tree that Buddha sat under over 2500 years ago and became enlightened -------According to Buddhist texts after his Enlightenment, the Buddha spent a week in front of the tree standing there with unblinking eyes, gazing at it with gratitude.--The Bodhi tree is also known a Sacred Fig tree and it takes 100 to 3,000 years for a bodhi tree to fully grow--it really is an amazing tree and the way the branches shoot out everywhere and the leaves are said to be Heart-shaped, with a point at the apex and a notch at the base.---------from all my travels this is one of the souvenirs that reminds me most of all the Buddhism that we experienced on the trip and meeting monks along the way ---even months later we spent many days at a temple with a monk that taught us so many things --his name was Khumsuc--its those moments that i keep near in my thoughts -it just ties in all those details for me -
--------this is a bodhi leaf from the bodhi tree in India
"If you want to know what you were in your past life......look at what you are now......if you want to know what you will be in your next life..... look at what you do now"--Buddha
Last night I found myself lost in a dream where I was wandering through a lost world in darkness where the stars and galaxies were covered by an unending sea of clouds. I closed my eyes, the darkness succumbing my lost soul and as I drifted away, deep in thought, I heard the grasses move behind me. I opened my eyes fast and wide and turned around, pushing my hair from my eyes; and a man came forward, holding a brilliant golden candle in his frail, brittle fingers. He looked into my eyes and I saw something strange, something that made even my skin cringe as he smiled at me. I looked at him, his wrinkled face, yet strong gaze kept my eyes wide and unblinking.
Are you lost, dear?
The man’s words seemed to drift into my weary heart and I looked at him curiously, captured by his hopeful tone and eerily comforting posture. I nodded wearily and stepped forward so that I could hear him more clearly.
I can give you all of the riches you’ve ever desired. I can give you everything.
I woke up in a satin bed and saw a photograph of a man I’ve never met and as my eyes focused on the room..I saw that diamonds scattered the floor, piling high at the foot of my bed. I lifted my head from the golden satin pillow and looked around the room in awe. The man came and stood at the bedroom door and smiled at me. I frowned when he came to the bedside and placed his hand on my face, turning it towards his. His eyes were a piercing golden hue and my eyes grew wide and I stood up, climbing out of his reach. He looked at me strangely and silently, and I backed out of the room, the golden sun rushing in through the satin curtains.
I looked out the windows and saw amethyst mountains, golden skies, and emerald fields. Everything shined and sparkled as if it were carved from porcelain and fine china. I gasped as I turned to look at the room - the ornate decor was covered in a shiny gold texture, everything I had ever dreamed in fantasies....
But it was cold.
I ran towards the mirror, the train of my red satin garments trailing behind me; I looked into the mirror, the reflection of a young, prosperous girl looked back at me. I looked closely and saw it. The shining gold in my eyes, as if they had been washed over with a gold paint in my sleep. I closed my eyes tight.
I don’t want this.
I couldn’t think. I was lost. I just wanted things back the way they were. The realization struck me that a heart that's made of gold could never really beat at all. And I began to feel the overwhelming feeling of regret. I would do anything to be back where I had been before....
Anything.
And I stumbled back to the bedroom, sobs coming from inside as I stared at the man I’ve never met. He came towards me in his flawless perfection and reached out to me. I turned away, and sobbed even harder. I closed my eyes tight. I closed them tighter than I ever had in my life, willing myself back to where I had been.
And as every emotion inside began to well up, I opened my eyes. The light of the moon shined in through the window and I began to breathe again. I sighed heavily, feeling the warm blankets around me. I took in a swift breath of air, my face still wet with tears and I could feel my heart beat more steadily as the dream drifted into memory.
As the morning light came in through the curtains, I got up out of bed, stood in front of the mirror and looked into the reflection of my eyes. No gold. I closed them and smiled, feeling and overwhelming sense of joy.
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story inspired by this song.
Dark Mechanicus Daemon Knights of the Unblinking Eye, ready for painting! This is a complete 1,500pts "Imperial" Knights army...
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Converted Dark Mechanicus Daemon-Knights of the Unblinking Eye, alongside one of their Imperial Knight counterparts.
See them all at: admech.blogspot.co.uk/