Because Manhattan sucks.

from the bus window on my way to the airport

Trolley Show

Posters B

Because I love London :)

FUCK OFF YOU CRIMINAL REPTILIAN PEDOPHILIAC INFECTIONS AND OUTBREAKS OF CONTAGIOUS BIO-WARFARE AND HYBRID CRIMINAL WEEDS VIRUSES AND BAD OMENS, AND FUCKING CRIMINAL CONJURORS. GO FUCK YOURSELVES AND YOUR ENTIRE RACE AND SPECIES BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT YOU DESERVE FOR ALL THE CRIMES AGAINST HUMANITY THAT YOU CONTINUE TO COMMISSION, ORCHESTRARTE, PREPETRATE, AND COVER-UP.

YOU ARE FUCKING ANIMALS AND SHOULD HAVE BEEN EXTINCT AGES AGO, BECAUSE YOU ARE A THREAT AND DANGER TO HUMANITY AND THE ECOSYSTEMS.

FUCKING VIRULENT ALIEN PREDATOR COLONIES AND COLONIZERS.

THIS IS A VERY VERY VERY (VVV) IMPORTANT MESSAGE FOR THE GOOD-FOR-NOTHING CANADIAN POLICE, WHO ARE GOOD FOR NOTHING CRIMINAL ACCOMPLICES, BRAIN-DEAD COMATOSE SPECTATORS WITH ACUTE DEMENTIA AND AMNESIA AND A BUNCH OF LOONIES AND LUNATICS AND SCHEMING ASSASSINS AND FUCKING MERCURIAL MERCENARIES ON CRACK AND COCAINE ENJOYING PAYROLL FROM THE LABOUR AND TOIL OF THE CANADIAN PUBLIC AND WAGING WAR ON THAT VERY PUBLIC. WHAT A BUNCH OF BASTARDS.

I AM PERSONALLY MAKE IT MY MISSION IN LIFE TO WRING YOUR BALLS AND BRING YOU TO YOUR SENSES AND CONSCIOUSNESS, AND TEACH YOU A LESSON ABOUT GOVERNANCE, ACCOUNTABILITY, HUMAN RIGHTS, AND JUSTICE - FUCKING MORONS ! YOU HAVE GONE TOO TOO FAR - IT IS TRAGIC AND REGRETTABLE BUT YOU HAVE TO BE STOPPED IN YOUR TRACKS RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE LEST YOU DO MORE DAMAGE TO SOCIETY - FUCKING INSANE IDIOTIC MORONS.

Because imitation is the sincerest form of flattery! (Idea for this shot taken from Ian Brumpton Stryker 66)

because I've been too lazy to paint my office and because it's been over a year now since we moved in and I've had all of my pictures piled up on the floor and I got sick of stepping over them...we finally hung some shit up on the walls of my office. It feels a lot better now!

bought this one at a yard sale for 10$ a couple summers ago from a little old man. there were still 4 exposures in it, so i took it and experimented with one load of film. anyone want to go in on a box of polas together?

Boeing Museum of Flight, Seattle, Sept. 2019.

Because of the motion of the earth, trails are created from the stars, and imprinted in the camera with a long exposure, the Galaxy is also visible in a form of Cloud

Drimonas of Aitoloakarnania. 12th Hellenic meeting of Amateur Astronomers, 2018.

Just because something is over does not mean that we can't look back on a time fondly. It's not a weakness to finish something and not hate a person.

Strength is not moving on and forgetting about and resenting a person. Strength is coming to terms with an end knowing that the world keeps turning whether we like it or not.

That's what makes us who we are.

Everyone you've ever loved and lost in any capacity has shaped you in one way or another.

We grow from pain and heartache and everything else that is thrown at us in life.

I love these photos that in my eyes are so raw with feelings of the greatest time in my 23 years of life. Why wouldn't I share them when to me, they contain such beauty?

As I've grown in my photography I've come to learn that I live and love through the photographs that I take. It's both a blessing and a curse. My only regret is that I didn't share these particular photos earlier when maybe they mattered more.

These photos were made in March 2015 between my home in Blackburn, Manchester and Bangor, Wales.

It was a whirlwind few days. Stressful. And without her, I'm not sure I could have done it.

And I don't say that lightly as I'm used to being alone and having to cope by myself.

I wanted to shoot this natural beauty on black and white film with my old Olympus OM10. The idea being that I wanted to have some tangible, physical memories. Not just something floating around in the digital ether as is most always the case these days.

When you shoot on film you don't just take as many photos as you can and hope at least one of them looks good. You put your faith in every click of those 26 shots that whatever it is that you're looking at is in focus and that the shutter speed is set right and you've got the right aperture for the ISO of the film.

You think about every. Last. Shot.

Every one counts.

When it came to developing the film it was her birthday and I was shaking. One wrong move and the photos would be gone, lost forever.

I thought I'd almost messed up after I accidentally exposed the film whilst pouring out the stop-bath. Thankfully not.

Digital is a godsend in this world of ever-greater immediacy.

However, there's nothing quite like shooting film.

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I still haven't freed her but I'm enjoying her beauty.

We didn't choose him because he matches the floor--that's just a bonus.

Manage me I'm a mess

Turn a page, I'm a book

Half unread

I wanna be laughed at

Laughed with, just because

I wanna feel weightless

And that should be enough

Well I'm stuck in this fucking rut

Waiting on a second hand pick me up

And I'm over, getting older

If I could just find the time

Then I would never let another day go by

I'm over, getting old

Maybe it's not my weekend

But it's gonna be my year

And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere

And this is my reaction

To everything I fear

Cause I've been going crazy I don't want to waste another minute here

Make believe that I impress

That every word

By design

Turns a head

I wanna feel reckless

I wanna live it up, just because

I wanna feel weightless

Cause that would be enough

If I could just find the time

Then I would never let another day go by

I'm over, getting old

Maybe it's not my weekend

But it's gonna be my year

And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere

And this is my reaction

To everything I fear

Cause I've been going crazy I don't want to waste another minute here

This could be all that I've waited for

(Waited, I've waited for)

And this could be everything

I don't wanna dream anymore

Maybe it's not my weekend

But it's gonnna be my year

And I've been going crazy

I'm stuck in here

Maybe it's not my weekend

But it's gonna be my year(it's gonna be my year)

And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere(go nowhere)

And this is my reaction

To everything I fear(everything I fear)

Cause I've been going crazy I don't want to waste another minute here

Because when Pullips dress up in Liv clothes they get delusions of grandeur...

♬You better work ( cover girl )

Work it girl ( give a twirl )

Do your thing on the runway♬

... because good taste is easy to recognize.

Because of all the mistakes yesterday and that this was actually attempt No.2 today I'm now down to just one shot a day for the rest of the week. :-(

The lighten/darken knob is a fiddly thing. It's unfortunately not as simple as +/- exposure stops, rather it's just guesswork. I'd purposefully over-exposed the first one, but it still came out dark. So for this I ramped the lighten knob all the way up and over did it a bit. Typical!

Also: I do not have enough time in my life for tripods.

Because we've been doing so much driving, we decided to cut our travel time today and spent our last evening in Mammoth Lakes. Of course, once we found our motel, we jumped back in the car and drove up to Twin Lakes which was gorgeous. The lake was clear and calm, save for this canoeist enjoying the lake.

I made the mistake of asking my parents and my sister which photo they liked best and because they had their own favorites, I'm attaching the other two "contenders." www.flickr.com/photos/45821145@N04/5040793324/in/photostr... and www.flickr.com/photos/45821145@N04/5040784638/in/photostr...

~LIGHTBOX~

because you're mine

Because of the lighting, it almost looks like #4 shaved her head!

Because the TTS wasn't enough

The We're Here challenge on January 5 2019 was: Local is Beautiful - Growing & Eating Local Food

because why not.

MS5

Because... otters

because u can.

because they're ZOMBIES

Posted by Second Life Resident Torley Olmstead. Visit RUNE.

Because of its high northern latitude, sunsets in Svalbard can last for several hours.

....because I like little wooden row boats

because I feel reminiscing...

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Because

Because of the thread of Chikengunya Fever (google it), I stayed on board in St. Maarten, but took advantage of the solitude on board to take some photos of the ever-changing landscape. Changing? Yes. It turned out to be quite a grey, rainy day. But, I managed to find a nice spot of blue in it all. #cy365 #Blue

Another beater Rolleiflex. I missed my 3.5E3. Found another one, though not nearly as nice as the last. But it does have the 12/24 option that I was after.

Because our family friend was the chief medical officer, he was the second-highest-ranked officer on the USS Midway at the time. I toured the Midway several times while it was in service in the 80's, and had ice cream twice in the officer's mess.

Nelson’s Anchorage and the 100 Ton Gun

The location of Nelson’s Anchorage and the 100 ton gun, at Napier of Magdala Battery, has long been regarded as strategically important because of its ability to protect the entrances to both the main commercial harbour and what was the Royal Naval Dockyard in Rosia Bay. It was in this bay that H.M.S. Victory anchored for repairs after the battle of Trafalgar in 1805, before returning the body of Admiral Lord Nelson to England for burial.

Designed and manufactured in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, by Sir W.C. Armstrong in 1870 and nicknamed “The Rockbuster’ – this is the best preserved example of an early ‘Supergun’. Four were originally made and sold to the Italian Navy for mounting on their battleships. The British Government, alarmed that their important Mediterranean bases might be defenceless against long range bombardment from these Weapons, commissioned two guns each for Malta and Gibraltar.

For the era in which they were built, they were amazing state of the art and completely unique, and in fact remain so today. Two of those built still survive in the world today. One still resides in Malta and the other here in Gibraltar, at Napier of Magdala Battery.

The second gun’s location on Gibraltar was at Victoria Battery, on the site of what is now the Gibraltar Fire Station. Aspects of what was the below-ground infrastructure of that gun position still survive as well and remain in use for training by the Fire Brigade of Gibraltar.

The gun at Nelson’s Anchorage (Napier of Magdala Battery) is the one that was originally situated at the Victoria Battery, and it was moved to Napier when the gun there split during firing. The gun could originally fire one round every four minutes, but Lieutenant Colonel Ogilvie’s detachment reduced this time to two and a half minutes, which possibly contributed to the splitting of the original barrel.

The 100 Ton Gun battery at Nelson’s Anchorage was constructed here between 23 December 1878 and 31 March 1884 on the site of the old 2nd and 3rd Rosia Batteries at a cost of £35,717. Named after the governor, Lord Napier of Magdala, it remains a fascinating monument to Victorian artillery and technology.

This gun presented a typical Armstrong appearance, with a steel barrel encased in successive layers of wrought-iron, built up to form an increasingly massive bulk in the breach area. A typical product of the heavy engineering of the Victorian era, it probably represented the Zenith of its kind. The barrel comprised of a toughened steel tube in two parts. Forged and tempered in oil, with a steel ring in halves over the joint, and a series of sixteen wrought-iron coils shrunk on successively.

The 17.72 inch Rifled Muzzle loader, or 100 Ton Gun, has a barrel that is more than 32 feet long and can fire a shot that will range up to 8 miles in distance. Truly an amazing weapon in its time.

They were the largest guns of any kind that needed to be loaded through the muzzle, and were so large that it required an hydraulic system powered by steam to carry out the loading and firing operations. A steam engine pumped water into the bottom of a well, forcing an 85 ton piston up the shaft. It was this weight compressing the water beneath it which provided hydraulic pressure to move the gun. Although the official handbook states that sufficient pressure could be achieved in 35 to 50 minutes – a minimum of 3 hours is more often quoted. What seems today to be a ridiculously long response time was probably adequate for an era in which most ships still had sails.

Each gun required a crew of men to operate it, a crew of about 35 men to be exact, and after the initial head of steam was built up, the crew could fire the gun every four minutes. It took a total of 450 lbs of black prism gunpowder packed into 4 silk cartridges to propel the 2000 lb shell out of the muzzle with a speed of about 1540 ft per second. The cartridges were made of silk because this was almost entirely consumed by the explosion, leaving very little

residue in the barrel.

Like a gigantic cannon, the 100 ton gun was muzzle loaded using hydraulically powered ramrods 45 feet long. Their bristled heads were located in two armour plated loading chambers, situated on either side of the gun. In order to load, the barrel was turned first to one chamber to receive its silk cased charges of black prism gunpowder – and then traversed 180 to the opposite chamber to receive a shell.

The 100 ton gun had a 150 field of fire and was said to be capable of engaging a target up to eight miles away. This would have covered the Bay of Gibraltar – as well as the Spanish mainland towns of San Roque, Los Barrios and Algeciras. However, it is doubtful that this range was ever actually achieved. More conservative estimates put the gun’s maximum range at around five miles and the official record of armament PFG,951 lists the accurate range limit as only 6500 yards.

To impart rotation to the projectiles in flight and thereby increase their accuracy, the inside of the barrel was rifled with 28 twisting grooves. Large copper discs, called gas checks, originally used to stop exploding gases ‘leaking’ past the projectile, also served to impart the spin with the projections to engage in the rifling.

In 1863 Captain William Paliser invented a method of casting shot with the point in an iron mould. This cooled the point more rapidly and produced a brittle, but extremely hard tip – which enabled a shell from the 100 ton gun to penetrate 24.9 inches of wrought iron. A formidable prospect in an age when the best protected vessels only had armour plating 18 inches thick.

Although much about the 100 ton gun would have been familiar to a gunner in Nelson’s Navy – it also contained many revolutionary features. Just one example is that it was fired not by igniting a fuse, but with a platinum wire heated red hot by electricity from a battery. Information necessary to aim the gun was conveyed to a telephonist by range-finders situated higher up the Rock. Since the telephone had only recently been invented in 1876, this post of telephonist must have been one of the first in the British army. However, this use of ‘new’ technology contrasts vividly with the fact that commands within the battery itself were still conveyed by speaking tubes and

trumpet calls.

There is a story told about the 100 ton gun that is quite interesting too, which again speaks to us of the technologies of the time. It tells of a visit of the Inspector General in about 1902. Reportedly they were preparing to fire five rounds at a full charge and on their first try, the tube was all that fired. Further tries on their part as well as misfire drills were attempted but nothing seemed to work. At the end of the waiting time, which was thirty minutes, the General requested that a volunteer step forward and be put down the gun and fasten a shell extractor to the unfired projectile so that it could be removed.

There was quite a long pause prior to a tall thin soldier’s stepping forward and stripping to the waist to be lowered into the gun. He was safely removed from the gun and had completed the task for which he entered it, and it is said that he was, on the spot, promoted to bombardier. Not the most prolific of rewards for having risked life and limb, but certainly one that changed his life! All in all, the 100 ton gun at Nelson’s Anchorage is certainly well worth a visit, a testament to another, far more violent and uncertain time, when the Rock was unbreachable and the supremacy of the Royal Navy was tested and retested and not found to be wanting.

Because there is only one image known of Katheryn, and that is sometimes disputed, I have chosen to add a few portraits of unknown origin. This one is a Victorian engraving showing a portrait type based on an unknown original.

I lose my way and it's not too long before you point it out.

I cannot cry because i know that's weakness in your eyes.

I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh every day of my life.

My heart can't possibly break when it wasn't even whole to start with.

Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk, because of you I learned to play on the safe side so i don't get hurt. Because of you I find it hard to trust not only ME , but EVERYONE around me, because of you...

I AM AFRAID

Because the warm bed, cold beer, delicious food and snugly cat was not enough.

Trolley Show

Because why not a lavender sky?

I'm staying home today because I may be contagious.

I think it's a form of Gimp.

Only cure may be to make some art.

******

Method and Madness

This was one of those cases where you knew exactly what you wanted to do but had no idea how to do it. I tried erasing the skin from the photo with a green layer below it but lost the detail. So I explored masks, and, by golly, making a mask and then erasing worked great. I like that the imperfections with the phony-looking hairline actually make it look like I'm wearing green latex. Now that would be a sneaky way to avoid work.

Write your DS106 sick note

January 4, 2015

The most difficult day of our holiday to represent photographically because we visited Lava Beds National Monument which consisted of lava tube caves. These caves are completely dark and you are given a torch by the National Park rangers to find your way around on your own! Being claustrophobic I opted to visit the 'least challenging' caves, these didn't require much stooping. It's surreal to be walking along/down a tall tube cave where once lava flowed. This is the entrance to the best cave we visited, Skull cave, and despite it's name, we didn't see any skulls.

Looking back at my photos I realised that I should have tried some images using the built-in flash on my camera but I was so terrified about being in total darkness that I actually forgot I actually had a flash on my camera!

There was one quieter cave where we took a wrong turn and it was only when I realised that we hadn't stooped that low that I was starting to enter a side passage. Yes, for a few moments I did freak out. Being in complete darkness is totally disorientating and then I wasn't sure if we were going back into the cave or coming out of it. A few moments later to my relief we met another family who re-assured me we were coming back out. It probably isn't as bad as I've made out because they do log you in and out together with your car number plate and I guess if you don't return the torch by the allotted time of 5.30 they'd start looking for the parking lot of your car and come down the cave looking for you but the thought of spending several hours waiting for help is something I'd rather not contemplate. Most of the easy caves have people walking in and out all the time and that's OK because you aren't alone but there is no way I'd do any of the longer quieter ones.

Well see what you wanna see. You should see it all.

Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all.

Nine times out of ten, our hearts just get dissolved.

Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.

But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all.

Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.

Here we go!

-modestmouse "Bukowski"-

Because it was a very cold day ,Champaz decided to stay in bed. He looks very grumpy in this capture , i think he wanted to sleep and not be disturbed.....

©Mike Spencer