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By Ik-Joong Kang
A major installation by Ik-Joong Kang, one of South Korea’s most renowned and celebrated multimedia artists, Floating Dreams is a compelling, large-scale installation situated in the centre of the River Thames by Millennium Bridge. Constructed from 500 drawings and illuminated from within, the three-storey-high lantern structure acts as a memorial to the millions displaced and divided during the Korean War (1950-53), and a poignant symbol of hope for the reunification of North and South Korea.
Born in South Korea, Ik-Joong Kang relocated to New York in 1984 to complete a Masters in Fine Arts at the Pratt Art Institute. For Floating Dreams, the artist returned home to collect drawings by the generation that fled from North Korea to South Korea during the conflict over 66 years ago. Now in their 80's and 90's and unable to return, Kang asked them to revisit their memories and draw their hometowns. 500 images, recalling joyful and sorrowful memories of lost homes and broken families, have been transferred onto pieces of​ Hanji, a traditional Korean rice paper, and transformed by the artist into a single work of art that illuminates the pain and hope of many Koreans displaced by the Korean War. Floating Dreams recognises and raises awareness of the participants’ longing for home and their faith in a future reunification for their country.
[Totally Thames]
The blanket was a little over-exposed but I wanted the face to be bright.
strobist info: 1 studio flash in softbox on camera left above subject. Another one in softbox on camera right above subject.
A 3rd studio flash on a silver reflective umbrella above camera.
Made a different kind of sunset image.
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Martin Luther King, Jr. (January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968) was an American clergyman, activist and prominent leader in the African-American civil rights movement. His main legacy was to secure progress on civil rights in the United States and he is frequently referenced as a human rights icon today. Martin Luthur King's "I Have a Dream" speech is often considered to be one of the greatest and most notable speeches in history when he spoke of his desire for a future where blacks and whites, among others, would coexist harmoniously as equals. the speech was on August 28, 1963, at the steps of the Lincoln Memorial during the 'March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom', and was considered to be the defining moment of the American Civil Rights Movement, as was the inauguration of the first black President of the United States Barak Obama, which is what led to the graphic, this is a homage to a man of great principles and honour who in every sense fulfils his own quotation;
"The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy". (MLK)
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Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. - " I Have a Dream" Speech (full transcript)
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves, who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so we have come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must ever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecutions and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends. And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal.
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right down in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I will go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day. And this will be the day, this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning, "My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!" And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring.....from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring.....from the mighty mountains of New York.
Let freedom ring.....from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring.....from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
Let freedom ring.....from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that.
Let freedom ring.....from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let freedom ring.....from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
Let freedom ring.....from every hill and molehill of Mississippi, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual,
"Free at last, free at last., Thank God Almighty, we are free at last."
By Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. (August 28th 1963 - Lincoln Memorial).
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The black locust bench overlooking the pond at Distant Hill Gardens goes unused this time of year.
We ordered our vegetable seeds yesterday and are looking through the Feedco Tree catalog today. With a high of 3℉ today and -20℉ expected tonight, all we can do is dream of warmer days.
Foothills at Fort Canning is a redeveloped space which was previously a public swimming pool and an aquarium. Evening stroll took us past this mean looking bike!
The man dreams to fly...
to watch from the high,
to glide down on the sea,
whether he is on an airplane
or in a great apartment..
or on the steps of a church
or in the favela of Candeal.
the man dreams to fly...
and writes on the walls
we are all equal...
but he prays in the dark:
the fate of the weakest one...
SHOUL NEVER HAPPEN TO ME.
HOW EASY IT IS
TO TURN AND NOT TO SEE
HOW EASY IT IS
TO THINK IT'S NOT MY FAULT
HOW EASY IT IS
BUT ALL THAT A MAN CAN SAY IS...
The man dreams to fly...
to watch from the high,
to glide down on the sea
the man wants to change
but he doesn't know to do any more
the man wants to change
but he doesn't know what to do any more
the man dreams to fly...
and then...
departure, takeoff,
there is no control
suddenly i leave again,
there are things that i wanted....
but i never told you...
HOW EASY IT IS
TO TURN AND NOT TO SEE
HOW EASY IT IS
TO THINK IT'S NOT MY FAULT
HOW EASY IT IS
BUT ALL THAT A MAN CAN SAY IS...
DON'T DO LIKE ME
DON'T DO LIKE ME
DON'T DO LIKE ME..........
by (NEGRITA).
Standing here
The old man said to me,
"Long before these crowded streets
Here stood my dreaming tree."
...Dave Matthews Band
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Keep your dreams, for in them lies
Joy denied to men grown wise.
Still build castles in the air!
Still see white ships sailing there!
Still have something to pursue,
Something which you wish you knew.
~ Edgar A Guest
a shot from my room. i just want to be a genius for a day but it seems to be an impossible dream.*wink
Dream On Dreamer live at YMCA HQ, Perth.
This is what I had in mind yesterday when I asked to borrow my grandson's dream catcher but by the time I got home it was dark. Taken through a dusty window into the morning sun. I like this one so much better!
Jordan Rudess, John Myung and Mike Mangini with Dream Theater at High Voltage Festival 2011, Victoria Park, London.
Dream On Dreamer on the Loveless Tour with A Skylit Drive at Amplifier Bar, Perth - 10th November 2013.
created with prompts using recraftai
inspired by childhood dream of a spooky barn boatride featuring animatronic and costumed characters loosely themed on 70s vintage fast food motifs.
I should mention that this was not a nightmare, but a thoroughly fun child's dream where we were riding through a spooky barn on boats and being served hamburgers, fries, shakes and other common fast food items.
One of the earliest dreams I can recall.