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Found outside a house in Wellington Street, Whittington near Chesterfield, this brick almost certainly shows a mis-spelling of the name in the frog. I believe this to be a product of Jno Froggatt of North Wingfield, Derbyshire, listed as brickmaker in the 1857 White's Directory of Derbyshire. It is certainly a very old brick.
First and foremost, his dad Frank W. Cooper was a Jazz Tenor sax player with (friends like Count Basie, Lionel Hampton, Quincy Jones, Art Blakey and Thelonious Monk and many others). His mother Vivian P. Cooper, is a gospel singer.
His younger brother Kevin L. Cooper is manager. K. Brick can be seen preforming around Laughlin Nevada, Kingman AZ., Lake Havasu AZ. areas. Plus, many private special events. What a great musician I'll say! I really enjoyed my time spent with Kevin & K. "Brick" Cooper, and the photo shoot as well. Many thanks my brothers...
Walked past the local school on my way to the store when i saw this on one of the walls. I kinda liked how the patterns and colours of the boards, bricks, door and stone wall looked together.
Release: 2015
Ages 12+.
2,179 pieces
US $199.99
CA $229.99
DE 199.99€
UK £169.99
DK 1699.00 DKK
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Test photos of bricks, how boring they are. Who cares how a camera/lens renders bricks, other than bricklayers?
A brick wall in Kensington Brooklyn, New York City.
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By a run-down Village park in the crisp cold October noon, centreville (downtown), I noticed a cloud of smoke by a bench and figured he and his boys were local blackjack dealers who couldn't be bothered by my presence.
The dude surprised me with his candor as he approached me while I was preoccupied by some random metallic art nouveau installation.
He requested I take his portrait because he's a "hip-hopper du quartier" (neighbourhood hip hopper) and he’s on the move.
There was a hint of broken pride in his speech, apprehensive, hidden by a sad hard life not of his own choosing. He had a clear vision for a portrait of himself and I obliged him, walking the few extra steps closer to the hopeless wall of brick and mortar. He offered to pay me, was anxious that I send him two of the very best photos, and asked me if I knew how to touch 'em up.
His name is E. P.,
local francophone emcee,
he's about to hit it big time,
jus' you wait 'n see.
Peace.
This picture is #3 in my 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the www.flickr.com/groups/100strangers/ 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
These are the brick ruins found behind the Rizal Shrine in Fort Santiago.
from the Intramuros Administration:
The brick ruins are part of the oldest building in Fort Santiago. Built in 1593, the structure was a barracks building for Spanish soldiers. During the American period, army officers and their families lived here. The building was eventually destroyed during World War II.
The ruins seemed like a good spot to hide from the midday sun and put down my stuff for a while. I was lucky to have the spot to myself- the noisy student tour groups were starting to pour in around this time and these kids kept getting into my shots. Gah.
Anyway, there I was, taking photos and enjoying the quiet, the shade and the mild breeze when this white cat [see below] appeared and started meowing. I ignored him and kept taking photos. He was joined by two more cats later on (a striped and a tabby, if I remember correctly). What really freaked me out was, after taking the picture above, I turned around and saw this huge black cat came out of the hole in the wall. Then the kittens started pouring out.
Whether the poor cats were begging for food or developing an attack formation, I'll never know. I don't hate cats, but my dogs have brainwashed me enough to develop a dislike for them. (Cat lovers think dogs look stupid and dog lovers think cats look insane.) And come on, who wouldn't freak out having about a dozen feral cats looking insane and meowing all around you??
Scary gardeners and freaky cats! What a day!
Although I was not planning to take part in any of the convention games, I did decide to sieze a spur-of-the-moment opportunity to take someone's place in a Parts Draft.
The draft may be one of the more geekiest activities I've ever participated in. Everyone brings the same set (in this case, a $30 Prince of Persia set). All the parts are sorted into piles. People draw lots to see what order they will go round picking one pile at a time to pour back into their box. It's a good way to get decent amounts of particular bricks, if you don't count the rubbish that is left at the end!
Despite the cost, this was still a handy way for me to stock up on tan bricks, and snag some of the cool new 1x1 bricks with 1 extra side stud (these will be a god-send for the kind of stuff I build). Dark tan plates also a big win. I didn't get any of the new gold domes or slopes, but did snag some of the new "light nougat" colored bricks, and some telescopes in ultra-rare dark brown.
...oh no, I caught the nerdy!