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Alex is an actor, singer, composer and photographer, who brings you new tunes wrapped in old time feeling. He sounds like Sinatra; his mannerism is also from the 1950s-60s. I have seen him treating his numerous fans, who range from twentysomething to seventysomething, with kindness and respect. The vocalist was nominated for 2022 Juno Award. (Canadian Grammy). His band the 'Jazz Mavericks' include Jacob Gorzhaltsan-sax, Ewen Farncombe-piano, Daniel Botos-drums and Ben Dwyer on bass. At 'Tapestry' on the day it opened under new ownership.
144. Kensington P1430702; Taken 2022 Oct 01. Upload 2022 Oct 12.
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E’ l’ultima delle 10 Nart Spider prodotte e la terzultima della serie 275.
E’ l’unica Nart venduta in Europa, certificata da Ferrari Classica.
Nata grigia, anzi esattamente grigio scuro, ora è rossa.
Ps: Nart sta per North American Racing Team (NART) che era la scuderia creata nel 1958 da Luigi Chinetti.
E’ una Ferrari da film. Una 275 Gts/4 Nart Spider ha infatti recitato in The Thomas Crown affair accanto a Steve McQueen,uno che le auto (e non solo) le ha sempre amate. Anche se nel film la definisce “one of those red italian things“. Una di quelle cose rosse italiane…. Una di quelle cose rosse e italiane che gli hanno fatto perdere la testa (un po’ come Fay Dunaway nel film) tanto che proprio durante le riprese, ordinò la prima Ferrari della sua collezione.
Hollywood a parte, la 275 Gts/4 Nart comincia la sua storia grazie a Luigi Chinetti, l’importatore americano delle vetture di Maranello.E’ stato lui a convincere Ferrari a produrre la versione spider da affiancare alla 33o Gts e alla 275 GTB/4 per soddisfare la sofisticata clientela statunitense. Un modello con una rispettabile storia sportiva: seconda di classe (17° posto totale) alla 12 ore di Sebring del 1967.
L’esemplare che va all’asta a Monaco fu venduta in Spagna, a Madrid nel 1968 a un colonnello della Legione Straniera che le mise targhe Sahariane (Spanish Sahara per la precisione) senza mai esportarla in Nord Africa però. Qualche anno più tardi cambiò di mano, restando in Spagna (con targa di Madrid) ed entrando a far parte della collezione di José Segimon che la testò a fondo anche in pista a Jarama. Nel 1982 emigrò in Inghilterra dove fu ridipinta di rosso e nel 1983 è entrata a far parte della scuderia di Albert Obrist, uno dei collezionisti svizzeri più famosi. Nel 1995 la famiglia Obrist la vendette però negli Stati Uniti dove il suo proprietario Terry Hoyle la sfoggiò spesso facendola arrivare anche sulla cover di Octane nel 2005. Nel 2009 la Nart cambio ancora proprietario finendo nel garage di Lord Laidlaw nel West Sussex. la moglie di Lord Laidlaw la guidò personalmente in un raduno riservato alle signore in Toscana… Una storia fatta di una decina di proprietari che fanno parte di una ristretta schiera di grandi cxollezionisti Ferrari (in 5 hanno avuto anche delle Gto in garage).
E’ una Ferrari gioiello, insomma.
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One of the rarest roadsters in the world, the 1968 Ferrari 275 GTS/4 NART Spider was first seen on the big screen in the The Thomas Crown Affair starring Steve McQueen—a model the actor himself subsequently owned. Built at the behest of Luigi Chinetti, the first Ferrari dealer in the United States, Enzo Ferrari and Sergio Scaglietti produced only 10 examples—and each was given an acronym that referenced the marque’s North American Racing Team. Chinetti believed the American market desired the power of Ferrari’s GTB/4 coupe but in a convertible configuration, and that is exactly what the 300 hp, drop-top tourer provided. Still a competitor at heart, the first NART Spider took second in class at the 1967 12 Hours of Sebring endurance race, driven by wonder women Marianne “Pinkie” Rollo and Denise McCluggage.
Fit with a V-12 engine, 5-speed manual transmission, and four-wheel disc brakes, Chassis No. 11057 stands out in significance as it was the last NART Spider produced and the only one that was sold new in Europe. Bought by a Spanish colonel in the Foreign Legion, the car later travelled through several owners and became a prominent addition to the collections of both Chris Cox and Carlo Monteverde before eventually parking in the possession of Lord Irvine Laidlaw. Certified by Ferrari Classiche, the exceptional example is estimated to fetch up to $26.3 million, but who knows? If the bidding exceeds $38,115,000 (the price paid for a 1962 Ferrari 250 GTO Berlinetta through Bonhams in 2014), this Prancing Horse could take the prize as the most expensive car to ever sell at auction.
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Grazie antonè per collaborazione!
We were fortunate to have Matt visit our photography group again, he kindly sat for us for a few portraits.
Matt Sproit is known for his work on Stan Lee’s Lucky Man (2016), East Enders (1985) and Guerrilla (2017), he also appears in the BBC Drama series Luther and Call The Midwife.
Berlin (Germany) '24
Rome, Roman copy of c. AD 100 based on Greek original of 4th Century BC
Depending on your age you may not recognize the man in this picture. He was Ronald Reagan most notably host of the TV series “General Electric Theater” and “Death Valley Days.” Reagan was also a B actor and played in the frankly unbelievable comedy “Bedtime for Bonzo.”
What makes this of interest is that Reagan an otherwise minor, second rate actor is a character in a series of alternate history books (a sub-genre of science fiction) written by Tootie Hurtledore in which--incredibly enough--Reagan is elected governor of California and then (an even bigger stretch) president of the United States! While this makes for an entertaining “what if” read it ignores the fact that Reagan had no background in politics, and that the people of the most powerful nation of the world would never elect a second rate actor and TV host to be their leader. Politics is a profession that requires years of experience, thoughtfulness, intelligence and a certain ability to communicate that Reagan never possessed. For my tastes I prefer my fictional reading to be more believable.
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Great cover shot of Gregory Harrison from a cover of Dramalogue -- then the local theatre paper here in L.A.
Raghavendara Rajkumar in conversation with Public TV during 18th Lok Sabha Election 24 at Sadashivanagar, Bengaluru.
Raghavendra Rajkumar is an Indian actor, singer and producer of Kannada cinema. He is the son of actor Dr. Rajkumar and film producer Parvathamma Rajkumar.
Some people are wondering which news stories have had the greatest impact on me. Here is my top three:
3. The head-on collision between a VIA passenger train and CN freight train near Hinton, Alberta in February, 1986. Twenty one people died. RCMP friends made it possible for me to join them at trackside. Horrible and unforgettable.
2. Black Friday - the killer tornado that hit Edmonton July 31, 1987. Twenty seven people died, most at the Evergreen Mobile Home Park. I was in the first plane off the ground after the funnel cloud moved on. The scene from the air was heartbreaking. I could look down into homes that had their roofs blown off...and at empty lots where some mobile homes were blown away. Up close the view from the ground was almost beyond description.
1. The Mayerthorpe Massacre - the murders of four RCMP members by a crazed gunman who ambushed them inside a Quonset building on his property northwest of Edmonton on March 3, 2005. People began referring to "the fallen four" but I always tried to use their names: Constable Peter Schiemann, Constable Leo Johnston, Constable Anthony Gordon and Constable Brock Myrol. My shift was over that day and I was babysitting my four year old Granddaughter when the news of a shooting first broke. I'll never forget helping her with a Sponge Bob Square Pants puzzle while getting the terrible details by telephone from the Commanding Officer of the RCMP in Alberta.
On March the 10th, a National Memorial Service was held at the "butter dome" sports complex at the University of Alberta. I still get chills when I recall the dull thud, thud sound of RCMP high brown boots as thousands of Mounties paraded into the building. You could "feel" the building breathe when singer/actor Tom Jackson performed "Amazing Grace" accompanying himself on a First Nation's drum.
There are so many more stories and images to share but enough is enough. This project would not have been possible without countless friends and sources along the way. Thank you.
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Filmed with Panasonic Lumix DMC-FZ1000
A Christmas Carol. In Prose. Being a Ghost Story of Christmas, commonly known as A Christmas Carol, is a novella by Charles Dickens, first published in London by Chapman & Hall in 1843 and illustrated by John Leech. A Christmas Carol recounts the story of Ebenezer Scrooge, an elderly miser who is visited by the ghost of his former business partner Jacob Marley and the spirits of Christmas Past, Present and Yet to Come. After their visits, Scrooge is transformed into a kinder, gentler man.
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Photoshoot with Matthew Raetz
Actor/Model
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Lake Vista
New Orleans, Louisiana
I watched a play of the theatrical company(Toranoko).
Therefore I knew him at this time.He is Noh actor.he wearing Noh mask(prajna = female demon's mask).
Because I didn't know "Noh", when I go to watch this time Noh which I promised for him.
虎のこの公演を見てきた。そこで能楽師と知り合った。彼の付けている仮面は般若。僕は”能”のことをよく知らなかったから彼に今度の公演を見に行くことを約束した。
Actors in a historical play head to a performance in Popayan, Colombia.
Popayan, Colombia, 2013
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y Twmpath (welsh)
The Mound in English,
It was called, in the old tongue,”y Twmpath”
Welsh for The mound
The area known as ”y Twmpath” was not really a mound, actually more of a small bald mountain that overlooked a wide valley.
”y Twmpath” had always been as void of any type of vegetation as that valley below was lush and green with.
The ancient ones, Druid Wisemen, used it for their most important ceremonies but only during the daylight for ”y Twmpath” became " strong in voice" as twilight came with the rising moon. So at nightfall, those ceremonial rituals were performed at ”y Twmpath’s” feet.
Through those early times, the area saw many different invaders who took over the valley. Driving away the Druid elders, they ignored their warnings and attempted to conquer the hill.
Various outposts were built by these newcomers to have an overlook over the valley.
And one by one those outposts were destroyed in a chillingly similar manner.
Soon after one of these outposts was finished and occupied ….Always around the time Calan Gaeaf or Sauin (The roots of which Halloween is derived)…
Dark clouds would amass and swirl around the mountain, and in the night, unleash terrifying lightning storms that seemed to roll down from ”y Twmpath’s” and wrack carnage to the valley below.
With the light of day, as the valley occupants emerged to survey the damage, they would discover that whatever structure had been built upon” y Twmpath” was gone, along with any man who had been garrisoned there.
Then, In an attempt to consecrate and make holy the ”y Twmpath” a group of missionary priests built a brick chapel on a small ridge located halfway up the mountain. It lasted for two years before the discovery was made one morning by superstitious villagers that the chapel had been deserted. Further exploration of ”y Twmpath”, in full daylight, discovered the bodies of the missionary priests laid out in a circle at the top of the hill. A crucifix from the chapel plunged upside down in the Centre.
No one dared to build another structure upon it after that…
So these were the legends that made their way to more modern days when sayings like “beyond the pale” became meaningless with electricity and the Telegraph.
And though the legends were told, and scoffed at, the small village in the valley below grew into a large city, that surrounded ”y Twmpath” seemingly giving a wide berth around the small mountain.
Then in 1888 one of the city’s richest men, A heralded Lord, Eric Macmillan, who was a widower with two children, took a much younger lass as his new bride. A wealthy American lady with grand ideas and plans.
She would not settle for a mansion in the city. Her abode had to be above all the others.
Literally….
Without heeding the warnings, she had her lovestruck husband build a stone house upon ”y Twmpath” as to overlook the valley. As a Queen would overlook her peasants.
The great house was built within 3 years without issue. And many believed that the old tales about ”y Twmpath” were merely children’s Nursury tales to keep young ones from exploring the dark shadowy mountain.
It was early spring when the mansion was completed. A great stone structure with looming towers and arched windows and doorways. Upon ”y Twmpath’s” bald top it stood out with a quite ominous presence.
The small family soon were moved in. The wealthy Lord, his wife, and the two children. A boy of 12 and a girl of 10. Along with 2 servants.
The house actually needed more than 2 servants to keep it, but no locals would dare venture there, and the 2 that did take the job were the only ones from out of town that answered the advertisement.
Not much was seen of the family after they moved in. Just the pair of servants when they came to town to pick up supplies that no one else would deliver.
Spring turned to summer, summer turned to autumn and late autumn turned to conversations among the locals, starting in the pubs, that no one could remember the last time the servants from the manor on ”y Twmpath” had been seen.
They would stare up at the house as darkness fell, and noticed that no lights were lit.
“Should someone go up and check?” We’re the questions asked. But no one dared to go there at night. So it was decided the local constables would be told to go up in the light of day to see what was going on.
But later that very evening dark clouds the likes of which had never been seen in the local’s memory began forming and lightning began to streak and crash all around as a driving rain pelted down.
The villagers took cover until the dawn when the storm finally subsided. As the city's occupants emerged and accessed the damage, they looked up at ”y Twmpath”. The stone manor still stood, despite the legends. But nothing, absolutely nothing, appeared to be alive in or around it.
It was not until two days later the pair of local constables were able to leave and check up on the stone mansions' occupants.
They left after lunch, with a herd of locals leaving the pubs to follow in their wake
The gawkers were made to stay out at the foot of ”y Twmpath”. As the constables went up on foot along the winding road and path of stone stairs that stretched almost a full Kilometer up to the stone manor.
Two hours later the constables came back down, visibly shaken. They went to the nearest pub and ordered whisky. The waiting gawkers had followed and filled the pub, surrounding the pair of officials while demanding to know what was all found?
“Nothing….” They both answered as they then downed their drinks and looked around the room before continuing…
“No sign of anything living, or having lived there for some weeks. Though the whole time we were there, both of us felt were being watched and heard sounds behind us as if being followed.”
The other constable chimed in…
“But when we turned around, nothing was there, was it. And when we called out, only our echoes in the hallways answered us back. Job doesn’t pay enough for us to stay there. Let the Yard Detectives figure this one out.”
Detectives did come and scoured the house and property, including the remains of the old stone church.
Only 3 clues were found. None of them really afforded an explanation to what had taken place.
Clue 1: A child’s doll found in the church ruins. Dry as a bone-like it had very recently been set there.
Clue 2: in the nursery, on a drawing board a child’s picture lay upon it. Drawn in crayon the picture was remarkably a well-done likeness depicting the front of the manor house. Above the manor were dark clouds and lightening down with finger paint, from a small hand. The paint was still damp!?
Clue 3: Suitcases of clothing belonging to the occupants were piled in the foyer. The Constables both swore they had not seen anything of the sort when they were there.
As the months passed nothing more was learned of the fate of the Macmillan family and their two servants.
To keep curious from coming onto the property, a caretaker/watchman was hired by the propertys' solicitor.
Though the caretaker refused to stay anywhere near the house at night. He built a small cottage next to the ruined church, using it’s’ remaining stones.
And so it remained, empty and put out of mind.
For nearly 35 years no one dared to go to the Macmillan Manor on desolate y Twmpath after dark.
Then during October 1931…as the country was still embroiled in the “great slump”, one person, a young man, finally did.
This ends the first part of this story.
The second part is his to tell
derek jacobi today in soho, the epitome of an actor. note to any young and not so young hopefuls who may have dramatic aspirations, study the bbc production of iclaudius, a work of true genius, which in my opinion was completely unrivalled as tv drama until the appearance of the sopranos.
Burt Lancaster in the 1947 film "Desert Fury". My restoration and colorization of a Hal Wallis Productions publicity photo.
Daniel Mangin has described how Lancaster´s incredibly movie career got started:
"For an actor whose screen debut, the 1946 film noir classic "The Killers," made him an instant star, Burt Lancaster's first few seconds on celluloid are remarkably subdued. He lies motionless in bed, his face in shadow. The brightest light in the shot shines on his T-shirted chest as he learns that two hit men are on their way to rub him out. He's nearly invisible as he passively accepts his fate, his face in shadow until just before he's murdered."
"As Kate Buford points out in her absorbing new biography of the actor, Lancaster, who was born in 1913 and died in 1994, had the makings of a star: broad shoulders, a chiseled face, brilliant blue eyes, defiantly wayward hair and an iconic smile -- much mimicked by impersonators during his heyday -- that he called "The Grin." Though he was a big man, he moved with grace on-screen, thanks to years of touring as a circus acrobat.
David O. Selznick, the legendary producer of "Gone With the Wind," had the chance to put him under contract in the mid-1940s but declined. Following the paradigm of Hollywood's golden age, Selznick looked for personality types he could showcase in a series of similar roles, and he'd already signed one ravishing hunk, Guy Madison (a star remembered these days only by fey folk of a certain vintage). Who needed another?"
"Selznick's rejection was actually a stroke of luck -- one of many -- for Lancaster. He hooked up with Harold Hecht, an agent who accurately gauged the social and economic forces transforming the motion-picture business after World War II. Within a few years, not only had Hecht helped engineer Lancaster's superstardom (Lew Wasserman, the head of MCA, also played a key role), Hecht and Lancaster had become the producers of "Marty," "Trapeze" (Lancaster's homage to his circus days) and other hits. In the 1950s and early 1960s their company was the most successful independent outfit distributing through United Artists."
(Salon)
August Schellenberg, a lovely man and Emmy-nominated actor whose headshots I was fortunate enough to get to take today.