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This looks like an old shot of the famous political commentator and attorney Michael Popok but I can't be sure. Michael loves the wonky eyewear so that's the tip-off. The set-up of the photo looks rather Instagrammy/Twittery as well.
everyone was invited to choose a broken piece of tile and add it to the table top. these were then glued in place and grouted. this is now the grace table for communion - a picture of broken community...
10. Mai 2018
Photo by Hagen Hoppe . www.hagenhoppe.com
More Larp-Photos: www.exploregraphy.com/category/stories/larp/
Nutzungsrechte: Creative Commons BY-NC-ND
what I e-mailed to my brother :
"c'est pas moi...
...c'est maman !
papa était vraiment malheureux, alors j'ai commencé a le recoller, mais faudra que je rachete de la colle, et pis finalement ca me gonfle, c'est pas si drole que ca en fait, pis il etait moche a la base alors voilà.. "
("it's not me...
...it's mum!
dad was trully disappointed, so I started mending it, but I run out of glue, and anyway I'm sick with it now for I realised it's not so fun in the end, and this gnome is actually quite ugly, so well, you know...")
10. Mai 2018
Photo by Hagen Hoppe . www.hagenhoppe.com
More Larp-Photos: www.exploregraphy.com/category/stories/larp/
Nutzungsrechte: Creative Commons BY-NC-ND
The camp host at Calf Creek told us about Broken Bow arch. The drive out there is an ordeal. High clearance vehicle needed for sure. About an hour of constant wash-board. The hike is three miles to the arch, following cairns and the creek bed. Pictures of the arch just don't do it any justice at all. You are following the trail, turn a corner and this massive arch suddenly appears out of nowhere. In the pictures, you can't tell the size except in a few you can see a tiny person (either myself or my husband) underneath. As the creek cuts under the arch, there is a washout created where you can camp under the overhang on the shores of the creek. We were the third and fourth people there the entire week. The trail was so clean. The only signs of humans were cairns and foot prints. Save water for the hike out. The last little bit (and the first, but you're fresh then) has no shade and the last few yards, you have to scramble up loose sand to the trail head.
broken heart broken leaves the other pieces stay inside me like broken twins !!!
why this suddenly sadness, Mom, if i hold your hand in mine all these hours all these years ???
you are alive in me forever, anyway !!!
Love you soooooooooooo much, Mom !!!
Adorooooooooooooooooooooooooo-te, minha Vida !!!
lu
today it makes 11 years Mom is gone ....
Broken Chair is a monumental sculpture in wood by the Swiss artist Daniel Berset, constructed by the carpenter Louis Genève. It is constructed of 5.5 tons of wood and is 12 metres (39 feet) high.
It depicts a giant chair with a broken leg and stands across the street from the Palace of Nations, in Geneva. It symbolises opposition to land mines and cluster bombs, and acts as a reminder to politicians and others visiting Geneva.
Genève
Canton de Genève
Suisse 2009
Broken glass at one side of an elevator inside the Gallery Place/Chinatown Metro station in Washington, DC.
This is a Hall control stick bought as a replacement for the potentiometer sticks on my Radiomaster TX16s transmitter. It was broken as received and subsequently replaced by the vendor.
How you have fallen from heaven, O morning star, son of the dawn! You have been cast down to the earth, you who once laid low the nations! You said in your heart, “I will ascend to heaven; I will raise my throne above the stars of God; I will sit enthroned on the mount of assembly, on the utmost heights of the sacred mountain. I will ascend above the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High.” But you are brought down to the grave, to the depths of the pit (Isa. 14:12–15, NIV).
taken almost two years ago, in one of my first ever meet up with some other photography enthusiasts here in flickr. in was probably one of the best weekend that i can remember.
My heart is broken...we had to say goodbye to our Sweet William this evening. I know he is now free of the earthly constraints of his frail body, chattering at the hummingbirds, frolicking in the cool grass and lounging in the warmth of the sun across the Rainbow Bridge. Thank you, sweet boy, for gracing our lives for 16-1/2 years, teaching us about simple joys and loving unconditionally. We are forever changed by your grace....Rest in Eternal Peace, sweet boy ... We love you....Mommy, Daddy, Harry & Katy
2022-286 Broken - "How did you break this?!" "I don't know!" - I need to get my wife on wireless EVERYTHING at some point. This is getting expensive.
The camp host at Calf Creek told us about Broken Bow arch. The drive out there is an ordeal. High clearance vehicle needed for sure. About an hour of constant wash-board. The hike is three miles to the arch, following cairns and the creek bed. Pictures of the arch just don't do it any justice at all. You are following the trail, turn a corner and this massive arch suddenly appears out of nowhere. In the pictures, you can't tell the size except in a few you can see a tiny person (either myself or my husband) underneath. As the creek cuts under the arch, there is a washout created where you can camp under the overhang on the shores of the creek. We were the third and fourth people there the entire week. The trail was so clean. The only signs of humans were cairns and foot prints. Save water for the hike out. The last little bit (and the first, but you're fresh then) has no shade and the last few yards, you have to scramble up loose sand to the trail head.