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A busy start on the year at work, and not much time to be on flickr. And it's going to be another busy weekend, but some day I hope to cath up with you all.
Wish you all a Happy Weekend
I was trying out the extension tube. Some photos came out ok but majority pretty awkward. Nothing beats the real macro lens
quilt top (unquilted) is Volume from the book Scrap Republic (by Emily Cier)
sewn completely from my scraps
Glow 2011 Light Festival in Eindhoven.
Volume, by United Visual Artists (UVA).
Volume consists of many columns of light, each equipped with a speaker. Together, the columns turn into an environment that looks a bit like a futuristic forest. The installation uses a camera system to track everyone that moves through it and converts these movements into a specific sound and light pattern. Everyone pulls his own trail through the installation and together the visitors create a totally unique audiovisual web.
The 27th Monorail Monday - Volume 2 - shot features Express Monorail Yellow inbound to the Main Entrance.
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Walt Disney World | Magic Kingdom | Main Entrance | Monorail Yellow
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The 26th Monorail Monday - Volume 3 - shot is the tail end of Express Monorail Blue departing the Contemporary Resort and inbound to the Main Entrance.
Walt Disney World | Magic Kingdom | Main Entrance | Monorail Blue
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I'm scheming with Jenny (krousegirl2) to make a an over-sized throw quilt for a Sandy Hook student. Our overall theme is "low volume." I may have gone a little bit overboard with the bright colors in choosing some of the prints, but I think Jenny's beautiful blocks will even the score. These blocks of strips will be sewn together in the rail fence pattern.
I plan to straight line quilt this on my machine. I did just recently reach out to a local long arm studio to see if they might consider volunteering to quilt it, but I don't know if they will. It is a busy time for people in their business. I just thought it would be nice to try and see if a longarmer would get involved because it would make it that much more beautiful.
I mentioned a couple of crafty ways to help the community in Newtown on my blog today. Link here:
applecyder.wordpress.com/2012/12/19/crafty-ways-to-help/ (I love the snowflake idea! So simple but I bet it is going to be beautiful!!! I hope they get overwhelmed with packages of snowflakes from people around the world.)
The Botanical Magazine, Volume 5 by William Curtis (1792)
From the Swallowtail Garden Seeds collection of botanical photographs and illustrations. We hope you will enjoy these images as much as we do.
A new free mini album from Twink the toy piano band! Thanks to Karen for photographing the cover images. Go get the album: twink.net
rail fence blocks sewn from PAPER and FOR YOU, both collection by Brigitte Heitland from Zen Chic for Moda
Part of Bristol Light Festival 2025
Anthems: Volume One is an immersive laser installation celebrating Bristol’s epic Drum & Bass legacy, created by artist Marcus Lyall, with a soundtrack compiled by Bristol DnB Collective, RUN. The installation fuses choreographed laser animation and a high-quality sound system to create a synaesthetic experience that brings some of Bristol’s best loved sounds to life. Taking over an empty shop near Cabot Circus, Anthems: Volume One is designed to be a thrilling but accessible experience, bringing together music and art lovers alike.
Artist: Marcus Lyall & RUN Collective
Quaker's Friars, Bristol
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Volume 1 - Origin of Powerhouse: Issue #10
Flicker Fighters
Firelighter begins to stir after being rammed through the door. For a brief moment Ben contemplates bringing his sword down on him but scolds himself for even contemplating it. Instead, he runs, seeing the ceiling beginning to crumble and crack. Ben makes his way to the window and uses the hilt of his blade to smash the glass. It explodes into glistening shards which sprinkle the ground outside. With a hesitant glance Ben looks down at the fire engines and crowd of onlookers. It must’ve been a 20ft drop down. With his weight in the armour it would be a fatal fall. The alternative, is to fight a Metahuman with flamethrower hands. Not to mention the fact they were in firefighter gear and well acclimated to the napalm environment around them both. Even with the fresh air and cool breeze from outside Ben was cooking inside his armour. He could feel his skin blistering and cracking under his armour. The heat was intense and his sweat was starting to sizzle against his skin. His lungs were being choked and his eyes were burning up. So much so his cheeks were streaming with tears. Leaving clean trails on his soot covered cheeks.
He notices Firelighter getting to his feet and his fingertips begin to dance with flames once more. Ben grimaces and looks back outside and at the drop. He could make out a few faces in the crowd, but couldn’t see his Mum. She wasn’t in her office. Luckily, she hadn’t bumped into Firelighter either as he too was approaching her door. There were other exits outside so he knew if she was still in the building she’d be able to make it safely out, as would the others. The only way out was to either fight Firelighter and make his way through a burning corridor or jump from the window.
Ben: “Goddamn it.”
Ben takes a sharp inhale, and steps one foot out the window. He clings to the side of the window frame. After mustering the courage to bring his other leg out, he lets go and falls from the building. Flames spray out from the window as he descends and Ben yells in a panic. He had an idea in mind before he jumped but it still didn’t stop him from being scared. Quickly, he grips both hands on the hilt of his blade and drives the metal into the side of building. Much to his luck, it cuts deep into the brick and tears through the foundation. Ben yells in pain, feeling the muscles of his arms stretch from the strain of holding onto sword. His sword continues to slice its way down as he comes to a slow stop. He hears people scream for him as he dangles from the hilt of his sword. Ben’s arms tremble from effort and his biceps spasm with pain. He looks down at the ground, just a 10ft drop. Thankfully, he sees firemen extending a ladder out towards him. He didn’t know what would happen to Firelighter but he didn’t really care at this point in time.