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Broken Bridge, Brahim El Anatsui (2012).
Tapisserie métallique de grattoirs à céréales rouillés sur la façade du musée Galliera, actuellement en réparation.
Broken Angel is the work-in-progress of artist and "self-taught" architect Arthur Wood. As I type this, its future is uncertain as the city is threatening with demolition. There's also talk of selling to a developer for condominiums.
I blogged about it here.
The Apple iPhone doesn't bounce, trust me.
This is the result of a 3ft drop which landed on the glass screen.
It does still respond to the Home button, but the screen (strangely...) doesn't see my finger meaning I can't actually turn it off.
Abandon and broken, like so many of man's dreams, we walk a shattered landscape with pocket full of... bullshit.
I can't help it,
I love the broken ones,
The ones who,
Need the most patching up.
The ones who,...
Never been loved,
Never been loved enough.
Maybe I see a part of me in them.
The missing piece always trying to fit in.
The shattered heart,
Hungry for a home.
No you're not alone,
10. Mai 2018
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Broken. Vinvism
It is not functioning properly; it is out of working order.
Nellie Vin ©Photography
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An old, broken piece of playground equipment and a big buoy. I was told that it used to be a "barrel roll," but I can't really picture how it worked just by looking at this. Apparently you would hold on to the bars as you ran on the barrel, which made it roll. I'm not sure how big it was or how it worked.
This is a train tunnel we visited on our first lunch outing, many weeks ago. Revisited the picture, and was trying things in lightroom. Like this result.
Oh, and my shutter button seems to be broken. I'll be testing the Canon after sale service it seems :(
I'm learning and want to improve. Don't hesitate to post constructive criticism!
Ce tunnel pour train était l'objectif de notre premiere sortie sur l'heure du diner. Je viens de m'amuser avec lightroom et aimait le résultat.
Et il semble que mon bouton "déclancheur" sur la caméra est brisé. Je vais donc m'amuser avec le service après vente de Canon :(
Je veux m'améliorer. N'hésitez pas à me donner des critiques constructives!
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Canon EOS 5D Mark II met EF 16-35 f/2.8L II USM
18mm, f/2.8, 2 sec op 100 ISO
Standard RAW shot en Adobe Photoshop CS6
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"Harry quickly stood and ran to the broken mirror across his room not expecting what he saw. He stumbled back as his reflection came into view. He stood at only five feet and two inches which was a full five inches from where he had once been causing his pajama bottoms to pool around his feet. His hair now pitch black reached down to his waist loosing its once messy look it was now flowing and silk like with slight curls at the bottom. He was thin and delicately muscled obviously built for speed and power balance improved much to his disbelief. His once dull green eyes now practically glowed like the killing curse that killed his parents and there was no need for his glasses anymore. However, what amazed him most were the slytherin green and silver pixie wings extending from his back going from the center of his shoulder blades to his knees. His shirtless chest glowed a delicate bronze a if he was being lit up from the inside it was almost glittery."
Another bike wreck. This time on my mountain bike. I was going down a jeep trail around 22 mph when I flipped over the handlebars, landing dead on my right shoulder before rolling over.
Results : Road rash (dirt / gravel), broken collar bone. Going to miss the Iron Horse bike race next week, going to miss the Highline Hustle triathlon in a couple of weeks. Boo hoo.
I had to hike out from the bike wreck site around 5-6 miles. Took around two hours of straight walking. I was able to call my wife though, and she met me at the trail head. The owner of the bike shop was going to retrieve my bike for me.
Shop was doing some general maintenance on my bus so dispatch assigned me this bus to for the afternoon and I notice the window was broken.
...with Thames Valley Police shielding us from traffic.
A pothole did something to the electrics this time we thinks.