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From my "Broken" project.
Mamiya M645, 80mm f2.8 lens, Fomapan 100 film developed in Xtol 1:1 for 8 minutes
A study of broken glass. This took some engineering. Basically, what you're seeing is a broken piece of glass in between two other sheets of glass, allowing me to hold it up and shoot it with my macro lens and lit by my $2 LED flashlight. Let's hear it for DIY!
Another broken gravestone at the Tollgate Cemetery in the Forest Hills section of Jamaica Plain, a Boston MA neighborhood. This very small cemetery sits wedged between Hyde Park Avenue and the MBTA commuter rail line. The Cemetery was opened in the 1850s by the Catholic Church to serve the rising numbers of immigrants from Ireland and Germany. The last burial was over a century ago. Today the cemetery is unattended with no organization or municipality claiming responsibility for its upkeep. ​Many of headstones are damaged or unreadable, and many graves are likely unmarked. For more about the cemetery, click on the link: harrumpher.com/?p=7
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Shelley broke her toe today so that's the photo! Dr Freyja is busy taking care of the patient.
The broken windows theory is a criminological theory of the norm-setting and signaling effect of urban disorder and vandalism on additional crime and anti-social behavior. The theory states that maintaining and monitoring urban environments to prevent small crimes such as vandalism, public drinking, and toll-jumping helps to create an atmosphere of order and lawfulness, thereby preventing more serious crimes from happening. (Wikipedia)
Never have I wondered more about this theory, than in Porto.
I adore the city, clearly.
But I worry about all the broken windows. Does the theory hold in Porto, I wonder? So many of the buildings are in a state of neglect. Sure, buildings can be dirty, but can’t they fix up all the broken panes?
One of my favourite things to do when travelling, as you might have guessed from other photo descriptions, is to consider what life was like in the past. Who built these buildings? What were they for, what were the names of the first people through the doors, did they ever hang out the windows, did they ever sit and stare out a window and ponder life? What joyful occasions have taken place within these walls, what sad moments have occurred?
It would be lovely to have seen Porto in its heyday. And failing that, it would be lovely to see a bit more money spent on keeping these buildings up. Both, yes, to attend to the broken windows theory, but also because these buildings are just stunning - imagine how it would feel to see them restored!
Everytime I see a Heineken commercial - I compared it to the David Elsewhere ad (maybe one of the greatest beer commercials ever).
100 pictures, #53 broken
Doel is a subdivision of the municipality of Beveren in the Flemish province of Oost-Vlaanderen. It is located near the river the Scheldt.
To the north of Doel one can find the Nuclear Plant Doel with 4 reactors. Doel is threatened with complete demolition due to the future enlargement of the harbor of Antwerp. This has seen many people having to sell their homes to the development corporation of that enlargement.
A little movie of my photos of Doel over here
Front view of the old sugar factory in Piracicaba. The building is from 1881 and doesn't produce sugar anymore.
Standing alone on broken ground,
this cross in a clearing makes no sound.
Only the ghosts of yesteryear, wander this forest without mortal fear.
For alone one man, fearsome and strong,
set to right not what was wrong.
By his own hand he chose the avenue of hate,
and six guns did seal his fate.
Now only a whispered wind,
speaks quietly of those who sinned;
And from the hand of one who smote,
Did enscribe this wooden cross wrote;
"A lost soul who sought to be free
Was buried here in 1863."
October 21st, 2007 - Geneva, Switzerland
At the risk of incurring the disdain of my friend Ludovic, a shot that puts the actual size of the Broken Chair monument into perspective.
The disadvantage of this shot is that there is a building directly behind the chair, which reduces the visual impact of the half-broken leg towering above the group of tourists. But I wanted the building on the right hand side of the picture as a point of reference and I didn't want to have to crop, so I was kind of stuck with this angle. I like the shadow though.
This picture is most definitely better large on black.
It has been blogged on the GNUCitizen website here. And it also features on one of the playing cards of the wonderful board game HELVETIQ, which was conceived to help those applying for Swiss nationality to learn about the country's culture and history in a fun way.
For some background information on the Broken Chair, please see the description to this photograph.
Songs about broken things. Pahvinpalalle kuva sydämestä, mustaa akryyliä ja verimustetta taas reippaasti. Siirtokirjaimia ja kirjainsapluunalla sanat heart ja bones. Valkoisella kynällä piirretty murtuneita luita. Sidonnassa ruskeita naruja, vaaleeampaa narua upotettu verimusteeseen ja mustalla maalillakin sitä käsittelin.
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Songs about broken things. Cardboard, a printed picture of a heart, acrylics, ink, pens, transfer letters and twine. Yeah and drawn pictures of broken bones.
The broken windows theory is a criminological theory of the norm-setting and signaling effect of urban disorder and vandalism on additional crime and anti-social behavior. The theory states that maintaining and monitoring urban environments to prevent small crimes such as vandalism, public drinking, and toll-jumping helps to create an atmosphere of order and lawfulness, thereby preventing more serious crimes from happening.
[Wikipedia]
The broken Chain is a monument which was built in remembrance of the biggest accident in the Norwegian oil industry.
i broke my nose a few times when i was younger, in fights and playing hockey. it's been repaired twice, and the last time it was fixed the doctor looked at me and sighed, "that's as good as it's going to get. don't break it again."
on sunday, i hung out w/ sheila and G for a little bit.
we were playing outside when we found this broken egg.
G was so sad and understood that there could have been a baby bird in that egg. and that it had been knocked out of the tree above. i struggled to give the "right" words to explain this. again--i realized the everyday challenges parents go through. i'm not sure i'd do so well explaining why people are mean and cruel to one another when i can't even explain why birds are. jeez.