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"A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose." Quote Gertrude Stein

 

With some music by Brainbox: Dark Rose, still like it ;-))

 

"It's not what you have on the outside that glitters in the light, it's what you have on the inside that shines in the dark."

Quote - unknown

  

"Dark Rose" is also a song of the Dutch rock group 'Brainbox' from the late 1960s/early 1970s. The band was founded in Amsterdam by guitarist Jan Akkerman, drummer Pierre van der Linden and singer Kazimir Lux.

Info - WiKi

  

$15 of fun on a subzero winter day. I bought a new Holga lens off Amazon just to see how much enjoyment one can get from heavily deconstructed photography. It is a blast. Galactic amounts of vignetting, all plastic construction, no bokeh, guestimation composition in a nearly opaque viewfinder, and nothing truly in focus. A breath of fresh air for the brainbox.

another step in the unknown

The puzzle has fallen apart

Hey guys!

Magic cats are here to cast a spell on you. These magical cats are ready to dazzle your brainbox with their charming and mystical powers!

 

Available now @ SEmotion

 

Europe, Zuid Holland, Rotterdam Zuid, De groene verbinding / De netkous ( Marc Verheijen), an approaching rain storm (uncut)

 

The Groene verbinding (green connection) is a pedestrian and bicycle viaduct that creates a new connection between urban Rotterdam Zuid and the rural Albrandswaard, crossing 9 meters above the A15 motorway and the Betuwe rail line.

It was designed by Marc Verheijen of Municipal Works Rotterdam (Gemeentewerken Rotterdam), constructed by VDS Staalbouw, and is already known as the 'Netkous' (fishnet-stocking). The Rotterdam one, that is. For there's also a The Hague one: shown here and here.

 

The soundtrack: Brainbox - Between Älpha and Omega: here

 

Read the prelude HERE: flic.kr/p/H47yyW

 

Read the intro HERE: flic.kr/p/H4qKMv

 

Read Part 1 HERE: flic.kr/p/29VHWLM

 

Following an explosion at the Musuem of Culture (MoC) the superhero NightKnite has confronted the villain Barricade* on the museum's roof. He is stunned to discover that Barricade not only knows his real name but is much older than he should be.

 

B: I need your help Kelvin... I'm from the future.

 

N: What?! Is this a trick?

 

B: It's the truth. I come from an alternate future of a parallel timeline that is ruled by an evil and powerful being named Cataclymos. He's trying to gain control over all timelines and realities using the 'parallelity crystals'. If he gets them all he'll have the power to combine the universes parallel to ours and create some sort of 'combi-verse'. We must stop him. I believe one of the crystals is being displayed unknowingly at the Museum of Culture exhibition.

 

N: But...?! How is this even possible? It makes no sense. And why you? You're one of the bad guys!

 

B: We can all change our ways Kelvin... I haven't even heard the name Barricade in a long while, they call me Battle Line now. (smirks) But who says I'm one of the good guy? Maybe I just don't like the way things have turned out... And besides, I was one of the few left.

 

N: Few of who?

 

B: The Resistance. A bunch of you super-do-gooders set it up to fight Cataclymos.

 

N: Then why didn't one of us travel back?

 

B: (chuckles) You were in no state to do it... And the rest of you so called 'heroes' are either dead, captured or turned to the dark side.

 

N: This is a lot to take in.

 

B: Well suck it up brainbox, you're the science nerd. And Cataclysmos is coming, whether you're ready or not...

 

Check out the DAWN OF THE AGE OF CATACLYSMOS challenge HERE flic.kr/p/29D3eun

 

*Old Man Barricade was created by LegoCreationist based on an OC by Jeremy Green!! flic.kr/p/yKardb

 

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Built for the League of Heroes Flickr Group flic.kr/g/kL22S

  

$15 of fun on a subzero winter day. I bought a new Holga lens off Amazon just to see how much enjoyment one can get from heavily deconstructed photography. It is a blast. Galactic amounts of vignetting, all plastic construction, no bokeh, guestimation composition in a nearly opaque viewfinder, and nothing truly in focus. A breath of fresh air for the brainbox.

Part of a project where people were paired up with someone and then they each had to create a portrait of the other. I was put with Mauro Gatti www.brainbox.com. This is what I came up with for Mauro.

Here is the website about the project:

www.wearitwithpride.com/twofaced/

A stuffed and mounted caboose hop is on display just south of the junction at Manly. The wide vision caboose speaks to the long-time owner of this route. The ex-SP GP20 flies the soon-to-be fallen flag of Iowa Northern. The line to Cedar Rapids has since become a Canadian National property. I haven't heard what that may mean for this display, whether it stays or if it may join the other equipment at the new museum property. October 18, 2024.

Exclusive shots from the launch of the worlds biggest firework first ever space rocket

 

Of course it would be easy to do so, but i didnt photoshop in the clouds, i quite clearly remember running around with a terrible hangover to get it lined up just like that

 

brainbox update... still feeling dizzy, but i experimented with real ale last night and that seemed to still work ok, so all is not lost

 

More stuff on My Website

 

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Well it seems as though Flickr is up to it's old tricks. I posted up two shots tonight and it seems nobody can see them since nobody has looked at them. So if you're curious, click on my name to go to my photostream and they should be visible there just ahead of this one. They're not the most compelling photos I've ever taken but that's not really the point, I post stuff here (and pay good money for the privilege) to have them seen by interested viewers.

 

Anyway, with that off my chest, more about this photo. Once all the motive power change outs had happened I was getting a little weary, the lighting angles tougher, and it seemed like a caboose ride was a good idea. I grabbed a seat in the bay window of the Milwaukee caboose. I have a small property up north across from an ex-MILW line and it's been a long-term dream to have a caboose there as a cabin. I don't know if that will ever happen but looking around this old hack provided a little more inspiration.

August 10, 2024.

The sloped cupola implies a speed that is mostly a memory for this old caboose resting on a side track in Livingston. The gondolas would soon be grabbed by the work train but the waycar would stay parked. August 19, 2016.

Bringing up the rear of the SOO-CNW powered manifest was caboose #76. Back in those days the caboose was still a common fixture on SOO trains. Main Street overpass, northeast Minneapolis, MN, May 14, 1992.

... an Obsessive Oddity; an Outcast.

 

Throughout my life I have been out of step with the larger group of people surrounding me. A girl who looked and dressed like a boy a lot of the time, I didn't take part in the tomboyish activities that formed the acceptable alternative to the traditional feminine presentation. I wasn’t Anne from my beloved Famous Five books - all tears and fears and squeamish girliness, but I was no tree-climibing, adventurous George either. I only wanted to wear trousers (far more practical), to the heartbreak of my mother, who desperately wanted to put me in pretty dresses and I just wanted to be left alone with my books and my imaginary animals. In Secondary School I was the brainbox, who suddenly realised I was intelligent and took great delight with my friend Jane in beating the boys in Science and Maths. Certainly not viewed as femnine traits, so more confusion from those who expected me to conform. Forever clumsy and given to Asperger-like obsessions, I carried on to the beat of my own drum. I have been reading a lot about gender recently and I wonder, in this more aware world, if I would have felt less like a square peg in a round hole when I was an adolescent if there had been more of an understanding of gender fluidity. Boy George opened the world up for boys who wanted to look pretty and make a statement with their appearance, but there wasn't really anyone for me to idenitfy with.

 

In the world of work, I started out fine, in a science and engineering environment where there were more men than women (so much more comfortable for me) but once I moved into primary teaching I again would find myself on the outskirtds of the staff room chitchat. When the only reality TV or celebrity show you watch is Strictly and the only soap you're interested in is the one that gets you clean, you can find yourself struggling AGAIN.

 

But you know what? I like who I am. I have found my tribe amongst the textile junkies, the Outlander Obsessives and the book nerds and have more solid female friends now than I have ever had. Since schools went back after the first Lockdown, I have worn a dress every day I have taught (practical jersey and some even have pockets!), much to my mother's delight. I even now reach for the make up sometimes (if I remember) to draw on those evasive eyebrows because it makes me feel better..

 

I am what I am and what I am needs no excuses.

 

We're Here: Metaphysical Leper Colony

Genomen tijdens de Hoornse stadsfeesten. Hij deed een optreden van 1,5 uur met My Brainbox samen met Bert Heerink!!!

Brainbox

2013

karton, krijt, acryl, inkt

38 x 38 cm

A lot of the Rock Island Manly roundhouse still stands but it's not contiguous. A section in the middle has been removed to accommodate a track serving a grain facility. The near track in this photo angles between the two pieces and edges a water-filed turntable pit before connecting with the other yard tracks. The Rock Island caboose is just one of a number of historic pieces of equipment stashed around the Manly Yard with a new museum in the works.

 

What can I say about the fabled Rock Island? I grew up a long ways from any of it and it threw in the towel when I was seven. So I didn't have the inherent fascination I did with other upper Midwest railroads. It's been more of a slow burn, starting with occasional visits to the Spine Line in Minnesota during the CNW and UP eras. Reading up on the high price of the extended and failed attempt to merge with Union Pacific. Spending time along the Iowa Interstate and seeing the artifacts lining the Iowa Northern continue to rachet up that budding interest. Even on a quiet morning, there are enough bits of history still standing for the ghosts to speak to you despite the modern importance of this place. October 18, 2024.

The CP cabooses that would run through Minneapolis always looked so residential with their double hung windows and two smoke jacks. St. Anthony Parkway, September 27, 1992.

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