View allAll Photos Tagged disarray
Roll me down the centre line
Run me through the changes
Hold me in the summer light
Creosote
Ocotillo
Sun is like an open eye
Big wind is blowing over
Lead me to another life
All my ties are broken
I'm in wonderful disarray
www.youtube.com/watch?v=oq5X2G5qKQI
Fouquieria splendens (commonly known as Ocotillo), but also referred to as buggywhip, coachwhip, candlewood, slimwood, desert coral, Jacob's staff, Jacob cactus, and vine cactus) is a plant indigenous to the Sonoran Desert and Chihuahuan Desert and Colorado Desert in the Southwestern United States (southern California, southern Nevada, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas), and northern Mexico (as far south as Hidalgo and Guerrero). en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ocotillo
CC BY-SA picture of Ocotillo (Fouquieria splendens), Pinyon Wash Road, Anza Borrego Desert State Park, California by DiverDave on Wikimedia Commons w.wiki/62fP
On July 18 2012 Melbourne Airport experienced a power outage, throwing the airport into disarray, and delaying flights by a number of hours
He is the core of love and joy, and even in my darkest moments of feeling lost and in disarray, I know there is light to guide me if I just look for it. ❤
God gets most of the credit for that one and an architect that probably died more than 70 years ago gets the rest. Turn of the century White Oak is full of character on its own. All I had to do was look up and see it. It is a tall house 2 stories plus. This is the attic window on the west side of the house nearly 30 feet from the ground with late afternoon sun. I used a monopod to steady the shot.
Built in 1937 for the Ski Club of Victoria and dedicated to a pioneer skier, Cleve Cole, this hut was illustrated in the club's journal `Schuss' as a rubble stone gabled building with casement widows and stone chimney. Larger than most cattlemen's huts, the design had a porch and wood box, a living space with a 10 person bunk at one end and a bunk room with heating slabs at the other. In the centre was the fireplace. A kitchen and eating alcove adjoined on the south side{ see also Stephenson: 206}. A memorial stone on the wall of this hut was inscribed with the words: `In Memory of Cleve Cole Died 1936'{ Stephenson: 214}. His death arose from a disastrous skiing trip across the Bogong High Plains with (Percy E ) Mick Hull and Howard Michell, all three being very experienced{ MP p.70}. The architect was Malcolm McColl, Tom Fisher and Harold Doughty acted as labourers on the construction while the stonework was formed by Art Downer and the foreman was M McLaren{ Stephenson (1982): 360f.}. McLaren remained on the site from the 21 February to 17 May 1937 to complete the work. The foundations were in place by March 1937. The huts origins are linked with the August General Meeting of the SCV when a committee, consisting of Gordon Brown (chair), Harold Brockhoff, V Letcher (Vic. Railways), AW Shands, D Gray and D Stogdale, was initiated to raise funds for a memorial hut on Mt Bogong. Other members coopted to the committee were H Doughty (scouts), AW Keown (Vict. Railways), Miss BM Kermode (treasurer and part of the Government Tourist Bureau) and M McColl (architect, designer of hut). Apart from its memorial function the hut would allow access to `really excellent ski runs, better than exist elsewhere in Victoria, becoming accessible to skiing enthusiasts on the highest mountain in the State'{ `Australian & New Zealand Ski Year Book' 1937, p51}. This could not be achieved without `a substantial building' and stone was opted for as the least likely to deteriorate in those conditions, resulting in a cost estimate of 500 pounds and a public appeal. Within 6 months, up until March 1937, they had raised 350 pounds and after a visit to the State Tourist Committee, they obtained 200 pound State Unemployment Fund grant for use to employ local labour in the hut construction. McColl (architect) and Doughty worked on erecting the hut in the summer of 1936-7, preparing three construction stages: the first being the public bunks (for 10) and living space (with fireplace), the second being a club bunk room served by heating slabs in the rear of the fireplace (locked, as club rooms), and the last stage was the kitchen, meal annexe and bathroom{ ibid.}. This plan also obtained approval from the SCV Hut & Trip sub-committee. This hut was one stage in a grand scheme for the mountain, one which might cause considerable controversy today. Then skiers used the Staircase Spur and Bivouac Hut to ascend to the slopes. This route was developed to Cole's plan which had meant the removal of `young timber which grows so vigorously along the crest of the ridge but more clearing and widening of the track was needed. A better solution was a new all-weather access road up the Big River Valley or another around the north or south face of the mountain and entering Camp Valley below the tree line ibid.}. Meanwhile the hut site access time had been cut down by an hour by road and track improvements via Staircase such that 4 hours on horse and 5 hours on foot from Cooper's property to the site was typical{ ibid.}. The Lone Scout section of the Boy Scouts Association had provided for the transport cost of the 11 tons of building materials from Melbourne to Tawonga (Cooper's). Local carter, Dudley Walker, packed the materials across the next 8 mile stage, costing some 19 pounds per ton and taking 6 weeks (February 21- April 7th) with 8 horses. Bright builder, George Sharpe who was experienced in stone construction, was selected to provide quantities and labour costing for the hut. Building materials were provided by H Parsons P/L at cost and D&W Chandler (Fitzroy hardware merchants) also provided discounts. The shell was of stone, with 2 feet high, 15" thick foundation walls set in reinforced concrete, with a damp course and the 12" thick walls built on them. Steps led to the entry area which had a large wood box and ski rack (20 pairs) and from there to the living area with its stone fireplace lined with fire bricks and flanked with two large drying cabinets (heated by slabs in the side of the fireplace and fitted with shelves for boots and hooks for clothes). Water from a spring some 420' distant, was piped into the kitchen bathroom section with its sink and draining board, shelves and a wash basin. There was also a colonial oven, a washing recess and hand pump, and a shower. This hut was thought to be the first to use double casements (double glazing) in a snow resort. The floor level was elevated and the roof was kept to a shallow grade to stop the snow from sliding off and building up around the entrance and windows. The final cost would be about 600 pounds. `The hut has been erected on a site which has a most commanding outlook with glorious views in all directions, has substantial firewood supply right on the spot and is very easily approached from the summit of the mountain'{ ibid.}. A little over 10 years later, the hut had deteriorated considerably to such an extent that its structural soundness would be questionable unless urgent work was done in the Summer of 1948-9. So reported its designed, Malcolm McColl. The main problem was a lack of flashing to one side of the chimney which allowed large quantities of snow to penetrate a 2" gap into the hut ceiling. The roofing also needed renailing and the stone chimney itself was not only too short (requiring an extension pipe to stop it smoking) but had nearly disintegrated. It needed rebuilding. The front steps had been almost destroyed as the mortar had not set in the original construction. The last painting was in 1941 and this too needed redoing at least annually. The putty was falling out and the window sashes coming to bits{ DCNR file H.019905 Report on Inspection of Cleve Cole Memorial Hut November 28-30 1948}. McColl thought that if the standard of maintenance was not kept up the users of the hut would not take care of it. In 1949, the SCV revealed plans to reduce the wear on the hut by building another unlocked shelter with two bunks and a stove nearby. The public would then be charged for access to the original hut on the same scale as members were for the club section of the hut. The money would go into a trust fund to maintain the building. The hut was thought to be the only comfortable accommodation on the Mountain and must remain accessible to the public if only to carry out the development plans of its namesake{ DCNR file H.019905 letter from SCV (H Cartledge) 13.12.49}. With the rapid development of Kiewa scheme and all its infrastructure, more people would soon have easy access to the area. Along with the repointing and rebuilding parts of the stonework, painting the woodwork `new green', renailing the roofing and inserting flashing, other works planned included provision of new high pressure chrome plated taps to basin and sink, one inch boarding to porch interior walls, new glass panes and puttying, new Whitco casement stays to all windows, painting of ceiling with Muraltone along with other interior woodwork, painting the kitchen and shower in light tones, removal of the wall between the kitchen and meal alcove and install kitchen bench around the alcove with shelves above, install shelves around bunks, repair Caneite ceiling and strapping, decrease number of bunks in clubroom and provide storage instead, and wired glass to lower bunk windows. The SCV also reacted to the complaints of local people over the locking up of the hut. The SCV pointed to the generous help provided by the old generation of cattlemen such as the Maddisons, Battys, Fitzgerald, and the Hodgkins of Mitta. They then pointed to the new breed of cattlemen who used the hut for mustering and often left it in disarray. These same men quoted exorbitant prices for cartage for hut (or any) repairs, making the hut maintenance and supplying the hut with the items which they used (straw palliasses, radio batteries, kerosene) near impossible. In the 1945 (Gadsen? 1943) tragedy, only one of them provided aid and he was well rewarded. meanwhile the club was being asked to provide a lean-to for saddles and chaff storage. High cartage costs had already stopped the repair of Summit hut and the snow pole line although the club recognised that the current generation was not interested in pack horse work as their fathers had been. Another development connected with the hut was the installation by the SCV of a 65 feet high emergency radio mast (designed by Mal Wotzko) near the hut, to communicate with the Mt Hotham Chalet and a mobile station at Brighton (Don Bennett's house). The mast was packed up the Staircase Spur by Wally Ryder after considerable effort by both the horses and club members{ JM LLoyd: 431f.}. Formed in 1965, the Mt Bogong Club was formed and subsequently took over maintenance of this and the by then decrepit Summit Hut{ DCNR file H.031617}. They also were responsible for the controversial erection of Michell Hut in 1967 and further `primitive' development proposals for the mountain. The club sought immediate replacement of the burnt Summit Hut (along with Bivouac and Maddison's) in 1978 with a substantial stone structure which had been already proposed by the Alpine Club in 1974 but refused{ DCNR file H.031617 summary 1979}. The hut was described in 1983 as built of stone, maintained by the Bogong Ski Club and possessing accommodation for 12 in 1983{ NPS (1983): 45}. One room had 3 beds, radio equipment, and Bogong Club members' belongings, and was kept locked. The main room had bunks for 10, a table, chairs, bench seating and tools. A pot-belly stove had been installed, all bunks had mattresses and water was reticulated to the hut from a small irregular spring{ Boadle (1983): 14}. Camp Creek (c200m away) is a more reliable source. Then the hut was very popular in summer for walkers while cattlemen made infrequent use of it. It was only accessible by horse or on foot via the Alpine Walking Track (then eroding){ ibid.}. A log stockyard was 400m distant. Walkers and skiers used the hut and it also had `historic value'. The hut was proposed by the National Parks Service to be maintained in its current form. The hut was being extended, reputedly to the original plans, by the Bogong Ski Club in the late 1980s{ NTA 6018 J Lennon (CF&L), letter 8.4.88 to NTA confirming- presumed added store which was not part of the original plan}. The addition is marked with the date 1989. Cleve Cole Cole was a member and Scout Master (North Fitzroy) in the Boy Scouts Association such that in 1924 he was part of the Overseas Scout Contingent at the Wembley Jamboree and in 1929 at the Arrowe Park Jamboree. His work with the Lone Scout section is best remembered, having coedited the handbook for this branch of scouting for use internationally. Cole was also an adventurer, opening up many new ski runs as part of his favoured recreation in the later part of his life: he pioneered the north approach to Mt Fainter in 1932 and visited Bogong again and again. He was the inspiration behind the SCV's interest in the mountain and it was he who pursued its development as a ski resort most vigorously. He was chairman of the Hut & Trip Committee of the club. He camped on Bogong for a week during 1934 when, at mainly his own expense and with the aid of cattleman, Walter Maddison, he had built the Bivouac Hut on Staircase Spur as part of his grand plan for the mountain. Malcolm McColl Designing snow accommodation at Mt Hotham, Bogong, Buller and Falls Creek, McColl was perhaps the earliest architect to specialise in this field. He was a member of the SCV, Alpine Club, Mt Bogong Club, and the University Ski Club; he was also a founding director of Ski Tows Ltd.{ Lloyd: 304}.
pattern test for delightful disarray. i really need to get a better pen for transferring patterns--i used a water soluble pencil to transfer this one and could barely see my lines when i was stitching.
I returned to Popcorn Sutton's shop in my continuing journey to track down the infamous living legend.....The shop seemed to be in quite disarray....I asked a lady at a local museum if she knew anything about him and she said he didn't come to his shop much and was an island onto himself......
Maggie Valley, NC
by Stephen Badger, Office of Communications
Photos depicting the razing of a state-owned property in Sparks Glencoe, MD. The property was a former train station that fell into disarray over the years. A major storm event left the property crippled beyond repair. After laboring to remove and relocate various architectural pieces of historic interest, the property was razed so as to eliminate safety concerns, minimize environmental impact and improve area aesthetics.
An honest look at how the room usually looks. A happy disarray of goodies and always in need of a good vacuuming.
Walked into Flutter with Jami Cakes and Zoey...OMG..I LOVE it..it's fantastic with all the array of items they have and the cat...poses for pix...
Via Flutter Website: Flutter opened its doors in 2006 and is located on Mississippi Avenue in North Portland. Flutter, true to its tagline, is a delightful disarray of found objects and clutter. With its peacock blue walls, sparkling chandeliers and charming displays, this elegant shop combines classic, vintage and one-of-a kind items from around the world. Specializing in pieces carefully chosen for their elegance, charm and beauty, you’ll find classic vintage furniture, vintage clothing and sweetly packaged gifts including perfumes, candles, paper goods, jewelry and vintage inspired toys.
Owners Cristin Hinesley and Sara Kolp worked at Flutter from the very beginning, and bought the place in 2013. They look forward to sharing their ideas and local discoveries with fans of Flutter. The big gray shop kitty King is a great distraction: he loves to get brushed and photographed.
3948 N Mississippi Ave, North Portland, Oregon (May 9, 2014)
©2014 Rebecca Dru Photography All Rights Reserved www.rebeccadru.com www.flickr.com/rebeccadru www.twitter.com/rebeccadru www.facebook.com/rebeccadruphotography www.instagram.com/rebeccadru
sneak peek for delightful disarray. is the chicken to your liking? sorry for the poor photo quality--it's night and i used my phone.
Venushi Nisansala is pictured in front of Devanandha Maha Vidhyalaya in Colombo, Sri Lanka. The school is being refurbished after the thousands of tsunami victims sought refugee under its roof during the deadly flood. Nisansala is in the 13th grade and is a member of the student council. The school was in disarray after the refugees left so CARE built a new water tank replacing the old one that had broken. CARE will also be donating playground equipment. CARE has been active in building a team leadership program among the student body. Nisansala says she built her self confidence through the program.
“Blunck has depicted fellow artist Jørgen Sonne at work, set among artistic disarray, humorously demonstrating the challenges that young, struggling artists face. As a battle-painter Sonne must paint uniformed soldiers, weapons, horses and instruments, but being short of funds he must use substitutes such as a scarecrow-like figure instead of a real soldier and a horse skull instead of a horse. The artist must rise above the shortcomings of reality to create his motif. We do not see what Sonne is painting, but presumably his genius (as they said at the time) lets him produce a perfect work of art.
Wilhelm Bendz painted a comment on his friend’s work; it shows Blunck standing in front of a mirror to assess his sketch for this painting.”
SMK
Exhibition: Danish Golden Age: World-Class Art Between Disaster
Statens Museum for Kunst, Kbh
IOM and its humanitarian partners in Haiti were quickly on the scene after one of the first heavy storms of the hurricane season struck Corail camp in the hills above Port au Prince on 12 July.
They brought aid and assistance to those left without shelter by the storm which struck on Monday afternoon. Today they were back at the camp delivering and erecting replacement tents and providing emergency assistance.
Flying debris from the storm caused six people to be injured and damaged or destroyed 344 tents, forcing around 1,700 people to seek emergency shelter overnight.
The Corail camp looks after some 7,000 people who were displaced by the earthquake of 12 January last. They live in 1,300 family sized tents while an urgent program is underway to replace their tents with durable transitional shelters made of wood with tin roofs.
As the summer storm blasted through the exposed campsite at 4 PM on Sunday, six people were left injured by flying tent poles and were quickly taken to nearby Coix de Bouquet hospital for treatment.
An assessment team including IOM Camp Management, MINUSTAH UN police and Haitian national police was at the location 1 hour after the storm had passed.
They found the camp in considerable disarray, with anxious residents concerned for their safety and seeking shelter. As residents raised their voices and demanded help, IOM’s team of community mobilizers helped calm tempers and reassure people that help was on the way.
The IDPs were provided with emergency shelter overnight in a World Vision hall.
A team of 10 IOM staff were on hand to help while other colleagues began collecting 344 tents, 400 tarps, ropes and other essential non food items (NFIs)
This morning the tents were distributed to the IDPs at 11:00am.
World Vision, which is already building transitional shelters in Corail, donated 100 of the tents and IOM got access to a further 244 tents trough the shelter cluster and MSF Holland.
IOM helped transport the tents to Corail and supported ARC camp managers distributing the tents while making further assessments of the damage.
Security for the operation was provided by UNPOL and ambulance and military escorts were also sent to help maintain order.
This incident highlights the need to step up preparedness across the board as more unpredictable storms can be expected as the hurricane season gets into full swing.
Walked into Flutter with Jami Cakes and Zoey...OMG..I LOVE it..it's fantastic with all the array of items they have and the cat...poses for pix...
Via Flutter Website: Flutter opened its doors in 2006 and is located on Mississippi Avenue in North Portland. Flutter, true to its tagline, is a delightful disarray of found objects and clutter. With its peacock blue walls, sparkling chandeliers and charming displays, this elegant shop combines classic, vintage and one-of-a kind items from around the world. Specializing in pieces carefully chosen for their elegance, charm and beauty, you’ll find classic vintage furniture, vintage clothing and sweetly packaged gifts including perfumes, candles, paper goods, jewelry and vintage inspired toys.
Owners Cristin Hinesley and Sara Kolp worked at Flutter from the very beginning, and bought the place in 2013. They look forward to sharing their ideas and local discoveries with fans of Flutter. The big gray shop kitty King is a great distraction: he loves to get brushed and photographed.
3948 N Mississippi Ave, North Portland, Oregon (May 9, 2014)
©2014 Rebecca Dru Photography All Rights Reserved www.rebeccadru.com www.flickr.com/rebeccadru www.twitter.com/rebeccadru www.facebook.com/rebeccadruphotography www.instagram.com/rebeccadru
Voici ce que dit la plaque descriptive :
Izumo no Okuni
In 1603, Izumo no Okuni presented her Kabuki Odori here on the Shijo Gawara the dry reverbed alongside the Kamogawa River near Shijo. At a time when Kyoto was in disarray after the Battle of Shekigahara, Okuni's performances dressed in flamboyant men's costumes delighted and caught the imagination of the people, receiving tremendous acclaim. Okuni is considered to be the founder of kabuki, but her birthplace is unknown, She was a miko (shrinemaiden) at Izumo Taisha Shrine in Shimane who brought her troupe of performers to Kyoto to solicit contributions. Here in Kyoto, she first gained fame for her shows on the Noh stage at Kitano Tenmangu Shrine, then toured around amid growing popularity.
Later, in the beginning of the Edo period, onna kabuki (kabuki played by women) was banned as a corrupting influence on social morals. Men took over, even playing the female roles (onna-gata), and the resulting shows developped into the kabuki of today.
400th Anniversary of Kabuki November 2003
Kyoto Prefecture
Kyoto Rakuchu Lions Club
Shape from Lilo's Fit mod by me
*7 Deadly Liva skin [oak tone]
*Magika Disarray hair
* Eyes .euphoric ~Jade Eyes Applier
*Eyebrow Bianca shape
Feb 3 034/366
I'm in the middle of packing up the house contents in preparation for some major renovations, new kitchen, new bathroom, new doors, new windows, re-wiring, new utility room etc, etc.
It all starts on Thursday and I'm not looking forward to it, it's going to be a stressfull time. The house is full of cardboard boxes, our belongings are in disarray and there isn't a clear surface in the house. I've got two days to pack it all away and get it into storage. Help!
To make matters worse a tragedy (for me) has occurred. In the middle of all todays upheaval my beloved Fuji Finepix E900 ended up getting dashed onto the kitchen floor. Death was instantaneous, I hope it didn't suffer.
My eldest daughter (bless her) has offered me the loan of her Fuji Finepix A500 but it has nowhere near as many features and settings as my E900 had. I'm quite inconsolable.
It should have been put safely away but I've just got so used to having it close to hand since starting this project that it's always laying around somewhere.
So todays photo, a shot of some books that my youngest daughter has decided that she's grown out of was taken with my camera fone, thank goodness for the quality of the camera on the Nokia N95. I did take a few with my daughters camera but the phonecam pic was much sharper. I think her camera will be better outdoors or using natural light.
This photo, and many more that I will take over the next four weeks will probably be very different to the ones I've taken over the last month. I will have very little time to do any still life shots, and the house will look like a building site. Unless I can get outdoors and take some landscapes I'll end up with hastily taken snaps of whatever I have to hand.
Anyway, I quite like todays shot, (considering it was a cop-out shot) the colours are great and I have loved reading these books to my children over the years. I'm quite sorry to see the back of "Guess how much I love you" and "Can't you sleep little bear" etc, etc.
On the up side we now have a huge cardbox box containing over 100 books to go to the charity shop, and we still have two shelves of the bookcase still to go through. And we've made plenty of space on the shelves for some more 'grown up' books for her.
I guess I'd better log in to Amazon and start replacing them. And Mick can log in too and replace my camera.
Back in 1996 there were several mysterious deaths of patients in the hospital. The head doctor was apparently insane. He fled to the United States. The hospital was abandoned in a hurry. The entire building is in disarray. There are overturned chairs, straight jackets dangling from closets, patient files scattered all over the desks and floors, and even towels still hanging in the public showers. There are some reports that the building is haunted. The hospital was listed by CNN GO as one of the 7 freakiest places on the planet.
17 years later, I tell my friend Joel about the place and we planned a little motorcycle trip to the site to explore it. The whole experience was rather creepy. We rolled into Gonjiam, a very small town, mid-morning and stopped at a coffee shop. After ordering our coffees, I asked the barista if she knew where the hospital was. She said she knew nothing about it. Joel and I did a bit of searching on our iPhones to get some more information. The only thing we could find were GPS coordinates. After plugging it into Google Maps, we discovered that it was only 8 minutes away from the coffee shop. We thought that the barista not knowing about the hospital was rather unbelievable. It's a huge 3-story building. Anyhow, we just figured that the whole subject was taboo in the town.
We headed out on our bikes and headed down the road. As we were riding along, I noticed a police car behind us. For some strange reason, I had a feeling that we were being followed. I pulled into a parking lot to "check my GPS for directions", Joel followed me, and sure enough, the police pulled in as well. A cop got out of the car, walked on over and said, "Nice bike. What is it?" I thanked him and told him it was a Suzuki. He then asked us where we were headed. I knew better than to tell him and said that we were meeting a friend and were waiting for him. I kept looking at my GPS while talking with him. He asked if we needed directions, and I said no, that we were fine, but thanks for the offer. He hovered for a little while longer and then walked over in the other direction. He walked past his car and kept going. That's when I told Joel that we should go while he was out of site.
We finally reach our destination but just did a ride by. There was nowhere to park our bikes out of site, so we rode back a ways back from where we came from, parked, and walked up. As we approached the front gate, some guy in the residential building next to the gate started talking to us. "What are you doing here? There's nothing to see here. I've got a CCTV camera so you'd best just head out. We don't want you out of towners nosying around here." This is a loose translation of what he said in Korean. We just told him that we were just taking pictures of stuff and ignored him. We walked around the area, but there was just no way of getting into the hospital grounds without being seen. After an hour of looking for a way in, and taking photographs of other things, we headed back to our bikes, and left Gonjiam.
The whole thing was rather surreal. We definitely were not welcome in that town. It felt like a movie where a small town has a secret that they're all in on and will do anything to keep strangers away. I sort of imagined that the police told all the town folks that if anyone asks about the hospital, to call them, and they'll take care of them. When the cop stepped out of his car, I felt like he was some county sheriff suggesting that we "mosey on out of here." That we would leave town if we knew what was good for us. In the movie, the strangers would have ignored all that, break into the hospital, and die some grisly death at the hands of whatever it was that haunts the place. Instead, Joel and I headed back home.
Unfortunately, this was the only picture I have of the place. Here's a link of photos from someone else's explorations, and a YouTube video.
Funny story: I roasted a chicken tonight, with an old recipe I haven't used for a while. When I started on this three-hour task, the kitchen itself was in a bit of disarray, counters strewn with dishes and bread and fruit and groceries. I left things where they were, in general, and began the long task of making dinner. This was, apparently, my mistake, since a bag of oranges has been placed on top of the stove the night before. Now, I was not foolish enough to use the stove, per se, but the funny thing about having an oven held at 400F for a couple hours is that stuff touching it gets HOT. Like, for instance, the burner surfaces on the stove. And from there, the plastic bag holding the oranges, and a fair number of the oranges themselves.
The smell of roasted orange (and burning plastic) is a really strange one.
All that said, the only reason that I really noticed was that I didn't have anything that I really felt like shooting. So I thought to myself, "Self, time to play with the lensbaby." But what to shoot? Ah, we just bought a couple bags of oranges, perhaps one of those! Then I thought, "Self, it really looks like we have a plastic bag and a funny smell coming from the top of the stove." Which brings us back to the beginning of the story. From there we progress to cutting apart one of our now-roasted oranges and playing with said lensbaby.
I have decided based on another project to have a theme for each shot this year. The other project is themed but I have also decided to take a different photo for each set. So for my View 52 2014 set here is this week's offering - Stripes
This is a section of a car rug that we have had in our possession for years. Not huge inspiration this week as it has flown by. The end of the week has somewhat thrown things into disarray. My wife and I partook in a Segway experience which turned out not quite as we expected, as she fell off and has broken her elbow in two places and is now awaiting an operation to repair the break.
March 24,
"In response to the threat of war, the king of Lenfald has declared that we fortify our borders in preparation for the storm. Every day the Loreesi grow nearer to our forests as they continue their aggressive expansion. During my own journey, I noticed several Lenfeld workers erecting great towers near the riverbanks. I have no doubt these will be of great use in the times to come, however, without a strong camp to rally and stage counterattacks from, I fear we will be left in total disarray. For this reason, I am aiding in the construction of a military encampment built near the Aines river. They call it Ainherlaf, meaning River-War. Though I hope it will not come to this, if war should come to Lenfald, this camp will be a bastion against any assailing force."
Dear Mum, you are the reason
I am who I am today,
You held my hand and guided me
And you stood by me all the way.
I’ve experienced bitter moments,
Most of which got the best of me…
My life was in disarray…
HOPE? Hope was something I could barely see.
My heart was heavy - I remember
As pain & sadness echoed through…
But in the midst of sorrow, I felt warmth.
And that comfort I felt in my heart? Well…It was you.
You turned my troubles into experiences,
From which I learned several things,
And my bitter moments into stepping stones of faith,
And it showed me the miracle of what a mother’s love brings.
In you I learned the power of a prayer-
That God answers my every need.
I learned to put my trust in God,
And to keep my faith growing in Him like a mustard seed.
Dear Mum,
You taught me to love and accept myself,
Entirely for who I am,
To embrace my strengths, work on my infirmities,
And to be the best I can become. I love you, you will always be the first woman I have ever loved.
I owe you so much. Thank you!!
I thank God for having you and may God bless you with all the happiness in the world for the many years to come.
Happy Birthday, Mum! I love you!
Antibes (Provençal Occitan: Antíbol in classical norm or Antibo in Mistralian norm) is a resort town in the Alpes-Maritimes department in southeastern France, on the Mediterranean Sea in the Côte d'Azur, located between Cannes and Nice. Integrated to Antibes Juan-les-Pins, the technological park of Sophia-Antipolis is located north east of the city.
Antibes is a leisure-industry town also called Antibes-Juan-les-Pins. The Juan-les-Pins part is the area that many tourists flock to as this is where the beaches and the nightlife can be found.
Due to its naturally protected port, the town of Antibes has long been an important trading centre. Many different people ruled over Antibes until France finally took control.
As the Greek Empire fell into decline, it began incorporating the small towns into its empire. In 43 BC, Antibes (or Antipolis, as it was then called) was officially annexed by Rome and remained so for the next 500 years. The Romans turned Antipolis into the biggest town in the region and a main entry point into Gaul. Roman artefacts such as aqueducts, fortified walls and amphora can still be seen today.
When the Roman Empire fell apart in 476, various barbarian tribes took their turn at Antibes. The main result was destruction and a long period of instability. In the 10th century, Antibes found a protector in Seigneur Rodoart, who built extensive fortified walls around the town and a castle in which to live. For the next 200 years, the town experienced a period of renewal.
Antibes’ prosperity was short-lived, as the whole region fell into disarray for several centuries. The inhabitants of Antibes stayed behind their strong city walls as a succession of wars and epidemics ravaged the countryside. By the end of the 15th century, the entire region had fallen under the protection and control of Louis XI, the king of France. Things returned to a state of relative stability, but the small port of Antibes fell into obscurity.
The area around Antibes finally emerged from its long slumber around the middle of the 19th century, as wealthy people from around Europe discovered the beauty of the place and built luxurious homes here.
In 1926, the old castle of Antibes was bought by the local municipality and restored for use as a museum. Pablo Picasso came to town in 1946 and was invited to stay in the castle. He stayed for six months, painting and drawing many pieces of art as well as crafting ceramics and tapestries. When he departed, he left all his works here, and the castle officially became the Picasso Museum.
Today sport is important and the town hosts the National Training Centre for basketball. On 25 May 1999, the town was the first in the department to sign the State Charter of the Environment, planning projects to conserve the environment and respect the quality of life. 25% of inhabitants are under 25 years of age.
Source Wikipedia
A Vanitas in cheerful —even brash—American colors! Yup, even when we attempt to contemplate mortality in this country, we can’t help doing it in loud, bright colors 😂 Vanitas, (from Latin vanitas, “vanity”), in art, a genre of still-life painting that flourished in the Netherlands in the early 17th century. A vanitaspainting contains collections of objects symbolic of the inevitability of death and the transience and vanity of earthly achievements and pleasures; it exhorts the viewer to consider mortality and to repent. The vanitas evolved from simple pictures of skulls and other symbols of death and transience frequently painted on the reverse sides of portraits during the late Renaissance. It had acquired an independent status by c. 1550 and by 1620 had become a popular genre. Its development until its decline about 1650 was centred in Leiden, in the United Provinces of the Netherlands, an important seat of Calvinism, which emphasized humanity’s total depravity and advanced a rigid moral code.
Although a few vanitas pictures include figures, the vast majority are pure still lifes, containing certain standard elements: symbols of arts and sciences (books, maps, and musical instruments), wealth and power (purses, jewelry, gold objects), and earthly pleasures (goblets, pipes, and playing cards); symbols of death or transience (skulls, clocks, burning candles, soap bubbles, and flowers); and, sometimes, symbols of resurrection and eternal life (usually ears of corn or sprigs of ivy or laurel). The earliest vanitas pictures were sombre, somewhat monochromatic compositions of great power, containing only a few objects (usually books and a skull) executed with elegance and precision. As the century progressed, other elements were included, the mood lightened, and the palette became diversified. Objects were often tumbled together in disarray, suggesting the eventual overthrow of the achievements they represent. Somewhat ironically, the later vanitas paintings became largely a pretext for meticulous virtuosity in the rendering of varied textures and surfaces, but the artistic quality of the genre in no sense declined. Several of the greatest Dutch still-life painters, including David Bailly, Jan Davidsz de Heem, Willem Claesz Heda, Pieter Potter, and Harmen and Pieter van Steenwyck, were masters of the vanitas still life, and the influence of the genre can be seen in the iconography and technique of other contemporary painters, including Rembrandt.
kohl's had some good deals on saturday 12/22/07. shoppers ravaged the store. seriously. some shelves were bare in the kitchen section. people had carts, arms, and bags full of stuff. this rug aisle really took a beating.
When you stay in a hotel, someone cleans up after you. You can leave your bed unmade, the bathroom in a mess, and the room in disarray ... and when you return later in the day, everything is once again pristine. Its a carefree feeling.
There are many people who are looking for someone to `make their beds` ... to fix all the stupid decisions and mistakes that they made in their lives. Sometimes these people hide behind pretty faces, `famous` smiles and a `fascinating culture`..... Beware these people. When they crash, they will drag you down with them into their ugly world.
Students take notes at the school of Sri Devanandha Maha Vidhyalaya in Colombo, Sri Lanka. The school is being refurbished after the thousands of tsunami victims sought refugee under its roof during the deadly flood. The school was in disarray after the refugees left so CARE built a new water tank replacing the old one that had broken. CARE will also be donating playground equipment. CARE has been active in building a team leadership program among the student body.
My lookout spotted the derelict boat at about 2 Nautical Miles on the bow only 3 minuets after relieving the watch (the 0800-1200 watch is now embarrassingly nicknamed eagle eyes for missing it). We learned from several internet news stories that we were the 2nd ship to pass the adrift sailboat, but we were the first to make a boarding, confirm there was no body aboard, and to recover the logbook and some of his personal photos to pass on to the family. The following is my report to Australian search and rescue authorities.
At 0602UTC, position Lat. 32-08S Long. 91-07E, we came alongside the derelict sail boat Lunatic. Our Chief Mate and one AB boarded the vessel and discovered no persons aboard. Dangerous conditions aboard the sail boat made extensive inspections impractical. Report forward V-berth was locked along with much disarray of gear in main cabin. Made recovery of logbooks and small personal effects such as photos which we will turn over to authorities on May 15 arrival in Fremantle.
Much was made of this later on:
A family makes their way between the hundreds of floating houses on Tonle Sap. The entire village moves back and forth by several kilometers ever year as the lake rises and falls with the seasons. This particular father has just picked up his children from school and is heading back home for the evening. The father paddles in back using the help of his daughter to guide the craft back home again. Family structures in Cambodia are almost universally in disarray. Almost every family lost a loved one during the tyranny of the Khmer Rouge. Younger families have to fear the plague of landmines as most of the country has not yet been de-mined. Ironically a life on a lake might keep this family safer than a life spent living on land despite the risk of drowning. (Photo by Scott Edwards)
Antibes (Provençal Occitan: Antíbol in classical norm or Antibo in Mistralian norm) is a resort town in the Alpes-Maritimes department in southeastern France, on the Mediterranean Sea in the Côte d'Azur, located between Cannes and Nice. Integrated to Antibes Juan-les-Pins, the technological park of Sophia-Antipolis is located north east of the city.
Antibes is a leisure-industry town also called Antibes-Juan-les-Pins. The Juan-les-Pins part is the area that many tourists flock to as this is where the beaches and the nightlife can be found.
Due to its naturally protected port, the town of Antibes has long been an important trading centre. Many different people ruled over Antibes until France finally took control.
As the Greek Empire fell into decline, it began incorporating the small towns into its empire. In 43 BC, Antibes (or Antipolis, as it was then called) was officially annexed by Rome and remained so for the next 500 years. The Romans turned Antipolis into the biggest town in the region and a main entry point into Gaul. Roman artefacts such as aqueducts, fortified walls and amphora can still be seen today.
When the Roman Empire fell apart in 476, various barbarian tribes took their turn at Antibes. The main result was destruction and a long period of instability. In the 10th century, Antibes found a protector in Seigneur Rodoart, who built extensive fortified walls around the town and a castle in which to live. For the next 200 years, the town experienced a period of renewal.
Antibes’ prosperity was short-lived, as the whole region fell into disarray for several centuries. The inhabitants of Antibes stayed behind their strong city walls as a succession of wars and epidemics ravaged the countryside. By the end of the 15th century, the entire region had fallen under the protection and control of Louis XI, the king of France. Things returned to a state of relative stability, but the small port of Antibes fell into obscurity.
The area around Antibes finally emerged from its long slumber around the middle of the 19th century, as wealthy people from around Europe discovered the beauty of the place and built luxurious homes here.
In 1926, the old castle of Antibes was bought by the local municipality and restored for use as a museum. Pablo Picasso came to town in 1946 and was invited to stay in the castle. He stayed for six months, painting and drawing many pieces of art as well as crafting ceramics and tapestries. When he departed, he left all his works here, and the castle officially became the Picasso Museum.
Today sport is important and the town hosts the National Training Centre for basketball. On 25 May 1999, the town was the first in the department to sign the State Charter of the Environment, planning projects to conserve the environment and respect the quality of life. 25% of inhabitants are under 25 years of age.
Source Wikipedia
Staff for the Center for International Collections and Microforms, Maps and Non-Print located on the first floor of Alden Library. L to R, front row: Lucy Conn, Judy Connick, Lian The-Mulliner, Edie Luce; back row: Liren Zheng, Jeff Ferrier, Ted Foster.
Part of 1999 project to document the various library departments for Alden Library's 30th anniversary. Each department had a group photo and description in the library newsletter.
Below is from the library's newsletter, Intercom:
Microforms, Maps and Non-Print
When Alden Library first opened in 1969 the Microforms collection was moved from the basement Reserve Room of Chubb Library to the 6th and 7th floors of Alden, in the middle where the computers are currently. It was difficult to maintain the collection in such a setting and thus in the Spring of 1970 Microforms was moved down to the 2nd floor and staffed. In August of 1970 Ted Foster became the Head of Microforms having previously been in the Reference Department. At this time the Copy Service* became part of the Microforms collection.
In 1972 the Microform Collection and the Copy Service moved to the more central Fifth floor (now Documents service area). To make room for the Documents Department in 1978 the Copy Service moved to what is now the Ryan Room and the microtext portion of collection moved to the first floor incorporating the Map collection and video discs and cassettes and other media. The Map Collection moved to the 1st floor of Alden from the direction of Gertrude Linnenbruegge and then Mary Stahl until her retirement. Beyond the many able graduate assistants for maps and area studies, associates to work with Ted Foster at some point have included Stan Shaw, Mike Holkum, Mike Benz, Gyneth Thompson (Karen's mother), Alice Weaver, Cheng See Dale, Dorothy Scarmack, and currently Edie Luce, who moved from the Cataloging Department 1992. Chau Hoang filled in while Edie was on leave in Indonesia.
The first few years were devoted to the creation of a classification system, a card catalog and assorted printed guides to the larger sets. Advances in technology have enabled more of the collection to be incorporated into the Alice system and allowed the Microforms, Maps and Non-Print collection to supplement Alice with its own Web Pages. The department is more service oriented and less format oriented today than in previous years. The ultimate goal is to seamlessly convert from one format to another suiting particular user needs at the moment. With the rapid expansion of digital applications the Department is now undergoing fundamental changes and is looking forward to what potential the new millenium holds.
*If anyone is counting, the Copy Service has occupied the following areas: fourth floor in an alcove behind the former office of Bill Betcher, "machine room" on Second Floor-now P-Circ; fifth floor (now Documents offices); the now Ryan Room; Third floor 318 now classroom; Fourth floor 412b now David Dudding's area; and Second floor 253 formerly Preservation.
Southeast Asia Collections next edition.
[List of employees, at that time, and start year]
Theodore Foster (1968)
Edith Luce (1988)
(Southeast Asia staff included)
Southeast Asia Collection
In 1967, Northern Illinois University invited a cataloger from Cornell's premier Southeast Asia Collection to interview for the curatorship of its Southeast Asia Collection (the occupant had taken a comparable job at Yale). Two professors offered to drive her back from the home of barbed wire and winged corn to O'Hare airport. They informed her that they had been hired to start a Southeast Asia program at OU. After interviewing her at the airport, they recommended her, and invited her to campus, meeting her in Columbus with the OU plane. So in September 1967 Lian The (Now Lian The-Mulliner) began her long journey with the "Southeast Asia Collection." Quotes are appropriate because although Professor John Cady, one of the pioneers in Southeast Asia Studies in the U.S., had been at OU for a number of years, few books in the library focused on Southeast Asia. By this time, Chubb Library was so crowded that she (and her counterpart in African Studies) actually had their main offices in the Center for International Studies. Housed on University Terrace (beside Scott Quad), the move to the new Alden Library (initially to the 3rd floor, in the offices now housing Anne Goss and the OhioLearn room) prompted Joni Mitchell to pen, "they've paved paradise and put in a parking lot."
From the modest beginning arose OU's foremost research collection. In 1970, the collection became a participant in the Library of Congress cooperative acquisitions program (then called PL480) for Southeast Asia (inheriting serials from Indiana University, which OU replaced as a participant). In the 1970s the Southeast Asia Program won federal funding as a national center under the National Defense Education Act. Recognizing that the collection would be the one enduring legacy of the funding, tens of thousands of dollars were devoted to acquisitions. The result was a massive growth in resources, but much of it uncataloged. With federal grants under Title II-C of the Higher Education Act, Swee-Lan Quah was hired in 1981 (from the National Library of Singapore) to lead a decade-long effort to reduce the backlog and catalog the specialized materials. In the late 1980s, funding from the Henry Luce Foundation provided seed-money for a Southeast Asia Reference position (originally held by Lindsey Reber and currently by Jeff Ferrier). In seeking the Luce funding, the Library also identified resources on the Overseas Chinese as a vital resource being neglected nationally. At other libraries with substantial East Asian Collections all materials in the Chinese language would be sent to East Asian Collections where materials focusing on Southeast Asia received the lowest priority. In identifying and addressing this national need, the Collection was building on its earlier identification of Malaysia, Singapore and Brunei as being inadequately collected. The earlier focus led to the incorporation of library funding into the endowment for the Tun Abdul Razak Chair with the Malaysian Government. Unfortunately, the Razak Chair endowment remains the only academic endowment with a substantial library component. In the 1990s, the Dr. You-Bao Shao Overseas Chinese Documentation and Research Center offered a counterpoint as it was supported by a library endowment with support for research. Initially headed by Lian with the assistance of a graduate student in history, Hong Liu (now a lecturer at the National University of Singapore), Liren Zheng was hired in April 1998 as the first full-time curator.
With grant funding and normal turnover, many current staff have contributed to the success of the Southeast Asia Collection, including: Lucy Conn, Judy Connick, Doreen Hockenberry, David Miller, Suzi Mingus, and Annette Talbert. Working in the Collection has encouraged a good number of graduate and undergraduate students to pursue library degrees. As a research collection, it is an exciting nexus of librarianship and scholarship. Today, its bibliography of resources on Malaysia, Singapore and Brunei, has been published for nearly twenty years and is currently distributed on CD-ROM and over the Internet by RMIT (Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology) Publishing. Currently in total disarray, staff are looking forward to new offices and a new service point when renovation is complete this summer.
[List of employees,at that time, and start year]
Lian The-Mulliner (1967)
Lucy Conn (1985)
Jeffrey Ferrier (1990)
Liren Zheng (1998)
(Microforms, Maps, & Non-Print included)
Alden Library site: www.library.ohiou.edu/.
See more historic images of Alden Library: media.library.ohiou.edu/