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The Remains of a building in the ghost town of Rhyolite near Beatty, Nevada.
A stark reminder of the of the fleeting quality of life...even the life of a town.
:-)) Trump..... NB: Clean also means "free of drugs" so to suggest shooting up again isn't responsable behaviour:-)
A digital negative, made for Kallitype tried for a silver gelatin contact print (PW14 eco 4812), Copper sulfate bleach:
Fully bleached on the left vs. bleached to an early stage of solarisation on the right.
Redevelopment hot Easy Lith 3+3+600ml
Hollow, taste my Zenpakto!!
Photo taken for Paradiso Photo Contest @ YURAKUCHO
Featuring HAGANO rare gacha from Amias, currently available along with a number of tremendous masks @ The Arcade
The female pose will soon be available at MomentuM
Pose currently available @ La vie en pose
“The progress of science is strewn, like an ancient desert trail, with the bleached skeleton of discarded theories which once seemed to possess eternal life.”
Arthur Koestler
Basilosaurus whale skeleton in marl.
Wadi Al-Hitan (Whale Valley):
DSCN5581-002
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Canon G10
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Liza Radley, see the girl with long hair
See her creeping 'cross summer lawns at midnight
And all the people in the town where we live
Say she's not quite right
She don't fit in with a small town
They just can't understand why she doesn't say much
But in a darkened room,
it's for their lives only
She cries
Liza Radley, see her jump through loneliness
Liza Radley, take me when you go
And as the people pass by, their heads in the air
Haunting with their noise, she recalls a lonely sigh
But no matter what they say, in her mind
She knows their dream of life, they won't ever find
And all the people in the town where we live
Say she's not quite right
She don't fit in with a small town
They just can't understand why she doesn't say much
But in a darkened room, it's for their lives only
She cries
Liza Radley, I pledge myself to you alone
She'd kiss my face and say love means nothing at all
She'd kiss my face and say life means nothing at all
Alcohol gel ink transfer on Arches 88 paper using generic hand sanitizer and old overhead projection material.
500 CM Planar 80mm
FP4+(125) Finol
scan from print onto Fomatone 132
50% overexposed
SE4 1+14
bleached in CuSO4 1+4 and redev. in Easylith 3,5+3,5+700
On the expansive, closely mown lawns, the women laid out the laundry to be bleached by the sun. Keeping it moist kept the laundry from turning yellow. The women were sometimes accompanied by their men, who were allowed to wheel the wheelbarrows with the heavy, wet laundry.
Bleaching meadows were still used in the textile industry until the 20th century. Many people also put their laundry on the bleach to dry at home
Hasselblad 501CM, Planar 100 with extension tube,
Delta 400 in Finol,
Fomabrom N112 in VGT,
Ferricyanide/Bromide bleach 1+20 2 mins,
Easy Lith 4+4+800ml 27°C 1,5 mins.
Holga, HP5-->1600, Rodinal 1-50
Developer Moersch SE1 Sepia + restrainer
Paper: Old Agfa Brovira
Short bleach
Short toning in Siena
Temperatures were around 27C (80.6F). A stiff breeze was blowing - but it felt just like the hairdryer on warm. I intend to go at a different time, but this trip gave us a chance to look around...
Bleach Green Viaducts.
Completed between 1931 & 1933, these viaducts joined an original viaduct (not pictured) built in 1848. They were built to carry trains across the Valentine’s Glen, Three Mile Water and Bleach Green at Whiteabbey.
My first awareness of the impending demolition of this house was in the midst of a dog walk earlier that day. The dog had thwarted my efforts to lead him in a different direction and so we wound up right here. To my amazement a large crew was working to remove waste and hazardous materials from the site. I gazed down at them from this elevated perch that is formed by a steep hillside immediately south of the house. It's flanked by an access road and sidewalk. The drop-off is quite precipitous and a guardrail was erected to prevent people from tumbling down the hill. Vegetation is so thick here in summer that you can see only the upper storey of the house. But this time of year you can see right down to the ground and look directly into the windows. There's a steady stream of college students making their way up and down the sidewalk. Several passed by as I took these photos. The high volume of foot traffic must have been a real downer to any feeling of privacy for the former owner. But from a photographic aspect, the height differential offered a wonderfully unique perspective of the house, and a magnificent, sweeping backdrop that looks deceptively like wilderness stretching back for 30 miles. Anyway back to the dog part of the story, our walk was at midday and under a bright sun. Wonderfully bright and cheery sky for sure, but not exactly the atmosphere I wanted to portray. Also my early shots were full of workers and ladders. Great story-telling images for sure, just not the story I wanted to tell. As luck would have it, a storm front rolled in that afternoon and I found myself in early evening with time to revisit the house. I grabbed the camera and headed off on foot at a brisk pace, arriving just as a broken sky emerged before sunset. This totally established the mood I was after. I shot with DSLR but also backed up with iPhone (I never know which will do a better job capturing the scene). Low light is usually not the best time of day for smartphone photography but this was hands down the definitive view.
I think at this time of day the branches look better in black and white so i will be converting them. Temperatures were around 27C (80.6F). A stiff breeze was blowing - but it felt just like the hairdryer on warm. I intend to go at a different time, but this trip gave us a chance to look around...
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