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A vintage rubber octopus (made in Hong Kong) averts the attack of a vintage rubber Imperial 1975 shark.
Catalog #: 01_00088587
Manufacturer: Supermarine
Official Nickname: Attacker Prototype
Repository: San Diego Air and Space Museum Archive
24x36 Mondo STAR WARS poster by Rich Kelly. Hand numbered edition of 400.
1:4 scale Scout Trooper and Speeder Bike by Sideshow Collectibles.
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Art Attack 2018 Fredericksburg Virginia
Konica Autoreflex TC Camera, 1976-78
Konica Hexanon AR 28mm F 3.5 lens
ORWO N74 Film, 400iso
Developed with Cinestill Film Df96 Monobath Developer
4th roll developed
75 degrees 4 minutes 45 Seconds
20180922ATC-018
So I finished these cute moths last night and woke up this morning to find the hoop attacked by cats. I'm hoping I can save this, I wanted to use this in an insect themed quitl.
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Strobist info:
I'll put it later for each shot!
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This shooting was at Harborland in Kobe in I would say the most unappropriate time for taking portrait pictures, sun was high above and almost no shadows to hide. After it finished we took some more pictures in the night.
It's really tough to shoot when there are so many people shooting at the same time, attracting the attention of the model, I prefer much more being the only one to take pictures! You can see what I mean in THIS PICTURE: CLICK! Crazy people, huh?!~
I can imagine how the model feels surrounded in this way, hehe~ ;)
男塾モデル撮影、Organized by:
カメラのカツミ堂、神戸・元町・一番街
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The Grangefield Ground, well-appointed home to Stockton Cricket Club. Neighbours Thornaby are batting during the first innings of a drawn cross-Tees derby in the Premier Division of the North Yorkshire & South Durham Premier League.
Stockton, lacking five First XI regulars, owing to a stag weekend, were pleased to secure a 10-point return from the match.
Match statistics
Stockton versus Thornaby
North Yorkshire & South Durham Premier League, Premier Division (50 overs, 1pm start)
Admission: free. Programme: none. Attendance: 83. Stockton won the toss and elected to field. Thornaby 230-8 off 50 overs (John Watson 87, Husnain Bokhari 38, Dominic Leech 31no, Leigh Beaumont 4-48, Jamie Burke 2-50) 14pts drew with Stockton 195-6 off 50 overs (Abhinav Ramisetty 92, Adam Beaumont 31, Husnain Bokhari 3-52, Lewis Harper 2-38) 10pts.
Martian Ambassador from Tim Burton's Film (1996)
Handmade with SuperSculpey clay and painted with acrylics and glitter.
be careful with your lipid levels, your blood presure jaja, a little representation of the pain in a heart attack.
The Arctic Tern (isl. Kría / lat. Sterna paradisaea) protecting it's young.
That amazing bird migrates all the way from the north pole to the south pole and back again, rounding the world each year - which is the longest migration of all known animals.
Most of the year these birds spend on their way, and for short periods only, in the subarctic areas, they stop to dwell.
Since their dwelling is so short, the survival of the species is highly dependant on it's effect. That's why this birds are extremely aggresive protecting their youth. Even some other bird species tend to nest near the Arctic Tents and use their protection :)
Centre of Hvammstangi town, northern Iceland (Ísland).
From the direction of the treeline came units from Iverson's and Nicholl's Brigades. Their flanking attack helped to drive off the Union presence at the Buschbeck Line (just to the right of this photo).
Photo: Rob Shenk
Reuploaded this - edit of an older image which I think looks better. The old image has been deleted.
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A friend caught this Trapdoor spider in his kitchen. I took a few photos of it on the carpet, but wasn't happy with how they were turning out. We then put the spider back in a jar and put it on his transparent table, hoping for a reflection. There was one, but it was faint. He then suggested a mirror. This worked a treat. There is minimal post-processing on this image. Mainly dust removal (there was a lot of dust on the mirror!)
We do more than just fitness at CrossFit Scottsdale. Not only did we see amazing results from our athletes during the Body RX challenge finals, but we also held a self defense clinic to help them learn how to “Improve their odds.” While students are used to showing their power, strength, speed, accuracy, and agility, this week we have given them a chance to show off their new and improved physique as well as learn to defend them from becoming a victim of an attack. Great things are always happening at CrossFit Scottsdale.
panic attack is the symptoms of anxiety disorder which includes several possibilities, so Bright Step offers the way for living freely from these issues through their coaching classes and tutorials.
Title: [Violent Air Attack]
Date: [1955-1975]
Extent: 13x18.5cm
Format: Artifacts—Leaflets
Rights Info: No known restrictions on access
Repository: Thomas Fisher Rare Book Library, University of Toronto, Toronto, Ontario Canada, M5S 1A5, library.utoronto.ca/fisher
Sure you've had your born again moment and we had our
healing circle days. He's never had all that comforting psychobabble.
[09:05, 15/08/2021]
I remember those early days only too well, that finding comfort in ‘Healing Circle’ meetings and psychobabble, our ‘born-againness’, our cleanses, our attempt to stay ‘clean’ or perform an exorcising miracle on our taintedness. It was all quite hilarious in retrospect with Annie Sprinkle as a big breasted Goddess-Healer, giving the Blessed Virgin a run for her money. We were, both, from that background that promoted the idea of a ‘miracle’, so we may have been more susceptible to that possibility. I know you were from that posh protestant enclave, but we did end up eating the same porridge and that awful Lyon’s tea. It was in the soil too, and even in the ‘prátaí’, unavoidable. We breathed it in through our pores and noses (not the prátaí, of course), and no escarpment, even one that protected you from being able to receive the Irish national television channel, could protect you from that.
I know that you were on those drugs for those 15 years before I joined you on them, and I know that those drugs utterly worked their hideous magic for all that time, jaundicing everything. The relief of being on these new drugs now is something we have shared, and I am so happy that you are feeling that relief as well.
Yes, that's how I feel now too, that relief, to a certain degree. The last 5 years were the worst for me, that was like a fog. It really fucked with my energy and memory. But that appears to be over now, but I am not counting on anything. I know that with ageing, that can easily return, not to mention the influence of that new pandemic. You had it far worse though, those terrible days of having to take all sorts of shit. I remember those regimes you were on , and those trips to that 'alternative pharmacy', where they were offering all those other possible 'cures'. You also had Hep-C on top of that. You have been through the f*cking wringer for over 30 years.
But who ever thought we would make it this far, and find ourselves still prodding the bejeus out of each other in 2021?
So, here we are, this is the 'bright spot', our short ‘time in the sun', to turn us and it into a 50s melodrama starring a somewhat spent Montgomery Cliff-Hanger and a strangely beautiful Elizabeth Over-Ripe-Blackberry. I am enjoying this sojourn more than I have ever enjoyed anything else.
I want a clucking award, even if it is just in a supporting role! I love people in cyberspace, that I can manage, otherwise I don't like people very much at all. If they don't give us both some thing glittery soon I might just have a hissy fit!
I'm back in IMMA, which is a bit of a glorious joke. Mc Brat is also a bit of a gem for letting me know. I think everyone else presumes that I must be dead. I am very pleased about that, both that everyone makes that assumption and the fact of being there in a new exhibition. I like being back, hung, in a ‘show’ in our National Modern Art Museum, with my scolaro out, as per usual. I realised years ago that the best thing an artist could do was to get out of the way of his, or her, own work, especially when the artist is a stroppy withering thing, a poltroon of the first order. I realised that premature burial was the way to go. That Mister Poe had given me a heads up, it appears.
Yes, this wonderful double pandemic has turned us all into shades of Abelard and Heloise. It's gifting us ageing with that added frisson of heightened communication, that lobbing of bottles, with notes in 'em, into the briny snot-green that we love. Let the buggering sharks swallow them if they want. Those lovely Japanese fishermen will eventually eviscerate them anyway, and all will be saved, even if we are not around to reap the benefits. My father found hope in a bottle, hidden in the toilet cistern. We may be following a time-honoured tradition.
There you are, I prodded you back.
May, 2002, approximately:
So I am sure you will be glad to see that my unhealthy Ego is still very much intact and beginning to re-emerge from the wettest winter on record. I am torn as to how to approach bodies for art funding. Should I do the 'I am profoundly mortal and in touch with the moment of extinction' spiel, hoping they will think, oops better fund him because he won't be around for much longer or avoid all that in case they think, oops another AIDS artist who has nothing to say to us cleanies? It's all in the work anyway......but which is the best way to exploit the situation, given that Brit Art is dominated by Laddism and that even the girls are beer drinking heterosexual womanisers (who spit great distances)? Brit art has had no response to this 'Fin de Siècle' malaise, there is no Gober, or Gonzales Torres or Wojnorowitz, or even a Goldin......I don't think they should get away with this. Similarly Brits don't know how to respond when you tell them of your lurgeyness as they know no-one else with this condition. I miss my mates in New York, who have absorbed the whole shebang and know how to respond. Let's hear it for Healing Circles and Act-Up meetings.
They were good, if slightly hysterical, times. I hate normalisation, it really does you in.
I am not normal, I worship at the back passage and no amount of interior design flair will change that. I love being an aberration.
I still have the bitter and twisted fantasy I would like to write as a story. Set in the future, it would involve a new virus that would kill you within a month. The idea would be that anyone who was already Hiv positive would be immune to the virus. So reverse everything. Those who were Poz would no longer be Pariahs. Cleanies would be begging for positive loads, it would be on sale on the net. The most efficient way to contact it would be anal sex (as if) so that every straight jock in christendom would be begging for it and we would be very busy (if exhausted) and multi-squillionaires in no time.
So I am a sicko....but you always knew that anyway.
Aeroplane Attack gig at the Edge of the Wedge 9th November 2009 - their last performance with Paul Raven.
kertgartner.com Taken with my iPhone 4 on a flight from Quebec City to Montreal. The rolling shutter on the iPhone produced these really awesome looking shots. I took over 600 shots while on the flight, since this looked so damn cool :)