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There are plenty of very picturesque and quaint houses in Luss. Captured on a wee visit, some coffee and cake and of course photographs on a clear, but wintry Saturday afternoon.
Took a while to get this film finished as I have about 3 or 4 cameras on the go at any given time at the moment.
Camera: Minolta X-700
Lens: MD 50mm f/1.7
Film: Ilford FP4 Plus Type 517 motion picture film
Dev: Rodinal 1+100 at 20ºC semi-stand developed for 60 mins
Built in 1875-76 as part of a Shaker Village at this location; since the 1930s the main classroom and administration building of the Darrow School. New Lebanon, New York.
Fortune smiled upon me today, gifting me a moment of pure photographic bliss at the shoreline. Even under moody skies, our beach draws people like a magnet - their silhouettes dotting the sand and surf on this weekend afternoon. I can't help but marvel at my serendipitous fate, calling this coastal paradise home. A twist of destiny made me a fortunate soul indeed, dwelling in what I believe to be the crown jewel of our region.
This frame emerged perfectly formed from the camera, requiring no digital embellishments to capture its essence. Sometimes magic needs no enhancement.
The Viltrox 56mm paired with my trusty X-E2 proves to be an inspired match, their synergy evident in every click of the shutter. My mind already wanders to the coming spring, when golden light will paint our world in vibrant greens. What stories will this combination tell when nature adorns herself in her finest seasonal splendor? The anticipation of those sun-blessed compositions already has me dreaming.
This is the doorway of the Wentworth Dwellings building on Goulston Street where Jack the Ripper left the torn piece of apron belonging to Catherine Eddowes underneath the anti-Semitic graffito that was erased before it could be photographed in the early hours of September 30 1888.
They couldn't photograph it when they saw it due to how dark it was but Sir Charles Warren, head of the Metropolitan Police, was concerned about anti-Semitic violence if the public were to see it if they waited for daylight to arrive.
I took this shot on a very slow speed film (8 ISO), just to see if I were able to get a shot of it in the available light. I wasn't sure if the buildings would block the light.
Nikon F4. Nikkor 50mm F1.2 lens. Lomography Fantome 8 35mm B&W film.
Steeton Hall Gateway is a listed ancient monument and is protected by English Heritage. It is situated about 1.5 miles (2.4 km) west of South Milford. The gateway originally served a large hall, which was demolished and replaced by a house, which has since been converted into several dwellings. The gateway dates from the 15th century, and is one of four such structures which marked the corners of the estate. It has two arched passages, the large one in the centre to allow horsemen and carriages through and the smaller one to the left for footmen.
There are a spiral staircase which leads into a large room above the arch and a number of shields and coats of arms surrounding the structure.
Steeton Hall Gateway has been described as a "fair and stately structure in the brave days of old".
The ruins were inhabited by the Anasazi people 2000 years ago in the Canyon de Chelly, northeast Arizona. They mysteriously left the canyon that was subsequently inhabited by the Navajo.
I should not be allowed to browse on Rightmove.com, or Globrix, or Gumtree or Redtube.
When animals are caged they develop pacing behaviours. When I am caged in an office, tethered to a desk I develop browsing behavior on the internet for the ideal flat.
I should be blocked from all letting agents’ websites.
I am a heinous, time wasting browser.
I see a flat that I can immediately imagine myself living in; I picture myself slobbing around in dusky pink cashmere pyjamas, trailed by a kindle of kittens. I imagine where exactly I would install my fantasy piece of furniture – a pole dancing pole, flanked by antique Venetian mirrors. I imagine bringing my dream man to this perfect dwelling, plying him with wine, before slowly undressing him and laying kittens nose to tail along his naked body and, like a plate spinner on Paul Daniel’s Magic show trying to keep them all purring simultaneously.
All these thoughts flash through my mind as I stare at a blurred, and badly lit photograph of half a doorway, a 50 quid Ikea wardrobe made of corrugated cardboard and a 3 bar electric fire all at a jaunty angle.
In those 30 seconds of pondering my whole future happiness has become dependent on me living in that flat. Suddenly my life cannot go on until I have arranged a viewing.
I ring up.
I book a viewing.
In the thirty seconds it has taken to do this I have changed my mind.
Suddenly I imagine all of the wine I will no longer be able to afford. The bars I will not be able to go to in order to meet the man who I will spread with kittens. The silk ties I won’t be able to hoard, the amount of cashmere pyjamas I will probably need to be wearing as I won’t be able to afford to put the heating on.
I go to bed as two people, on my left side in a cold sweat that I won’t get to live in that flat, on my right side a cold sweat that I will. I have read the same page of The Shining ten times whilst thinking about sofas and it is the bit where Danny is saying RED RUM a lot – and instead of revelling in the horror I am thinking about evenings spent spinning round a pole to Shakira whilst glugging on cocktails.
This week my perfect property was a live/work studio in a huge industrial warehouse. I spent two hours leading up to the viewing imagining the eclectic, battered furniture, huge unpainted canvases, bare pipes, the dappled light through the gaffer taped windows, the deep-thinking, long eyelash’d artists who I would run into on the rusty iron staircase who are pondering just how much they love kittens and women in gasmasks as they toy with a tiramisu.
As I got to the viewing there were two other couples circling the agent predatorily. We eyed each other suspiciously and growled. We had clearly each been having our very separate, personal fantasises about this apartment, had imagined all of the ways our lives would change once we start flushing the toilet of this place rather than the one we currently flush. It’s like getting a new mobile phone and feeling as if a whole new set of people must surely come as a package with the phone that will text
and phone you and invite you to a whole new world of ring tones and buttons configurations.
I look around the various warehouses and I am starry eyed in wonder and love as if Jeremy Clarkson has just walked up to me and handed me six bunches of supercar keys and said, “Here, have my life, I don’t want it anymore.”
It is as I am leaving the industrial yard that reality hits and I realise that I probably wouldn’t even make it up the three flights of external stairs on my first night without being mugged. And what would I do if I even made it home to this vast empty space? I couldn’t then afford wine or food or friends or clothes.
If I met Jeremy Clarkson he too would probably be a massive waste of money with no heating, a funny damp smell and would threaten to kick my back door in all night.
So every agent who I email should get a warning at the end saying, ‘this applicant is a flippertigibbet, a fantasist’ give her a night to toss and turn over this, there will be no viewing, no kittens.
But it is jolly nice to receive those chummy emails updating you on new properties. It’s as if a very thoughtful friend is writing to you, trying to better you, move you forward in life. It certainly makes a change from reading emails from the health and safety department demanding that I take the temperature of all the toilet bowls in the office and put up signs asking employees not to trim their pubic hair over the sink in the kitchen.
Unforgettable Namibia Photography Tour with Christoph Fischer (beautysurroundsyou.com/namibia-photography-tour/)
Originally took this to "prototype" a morning shot with the sunrise. Look closely and you can see the stars starting to come out. The next morning was pretty foggy and there was no sunrise, but the fog provided for other nice shots.
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From my scanning project . . . I was fortunate to visit and photograph the Puey Cliff Dwellings in 1999. But it was an area heavily damaged by the Cerro Grande wildfire that devasted much of Los Alamos, New Mexico. The cliff dwellings were closed for many years, until it was finally reopened about 5 years ago.
Of course because I was shooting this back in 1999, I was actually LEARNING photography at the time (or teaching myself, rather)--something that I really got to see as I was doing my scanning project. Umm, soooo many good shots were blown by really newbie goofs. This particular trip was due to a maladjusted lens hood (of course that IS one of the benefits of digital, as you can immediately see your screw-ups, and reshoot things then and there.)
The Berber residents of Matmata, Tunisia, have resorted to living in underground troglodyte dwellings to escape the summer heat.
Tree stump gnome house, with red door and red heart pouf coming out of chimney. A pile of logs off to the backside of the dwelling, 5 trees, and a pebble walkway. Home sweet Home sign with direction posts.
Pfahlbau Museum of Unteruhldigen, Baden-Wuerttemberg Germany. The buildings which are on stilts are "reconstructions" of dwellings from the Bronze and Stone Age. I think they did a wonderful job and the visit was worth the 7 euro.
I could see some wonderful pictures here sunrise or sunset.
All through the ages pools, lakes, sacred wells and springs have all been invested with magical properties and believed to be the dwelling places of the gods. Water is a universal symbol of the Soul and is represented by different moods and qualities. It can be gentle like rain and as hard as ice. In this painting using wax the Water Bird has arrived, to be refreshed and to return to its real state of purity by washing away the debit of the past.
Encaustic wax on paper
for Flickriver - Sophie Shapiro
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I got stuck in traffic and my shortcut was thwarted by a closed road - but then I discovered this wonderful little house near the Edgewood Library! The light was harsh and coming from a bad direction, and the driveway was overgrown, so this is the best I could do at the time. An internet search turns up very little except that it is known as the Gardner-Bailey House and was built in 1864. It was placed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1974. If anyone knows anything about this marvelous little dwelling, please let me know!
Cavate Dwellings. Native Americans dug these rooms or chambers into the face of a cliff composed of volcanic tuff. The rows of holes in the rock indicate that a pueblo had been built on this site. The chambers dug into the cliff served as additional rooms at the rear of that structure. Note the snake-like petroglyph on the face of the cliff. This village was occupied Native Americans about 500 to 900 years ago. Tsankawi unit. Bandelier National Monument. Las Alamos Co., New Mexico.
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Cavate Dwellings. Native Americans dug these rooms or chambrs into the face of a cliff composed of volcanic tuff. The cavates (cave rooms) often served as additional rooms for the pueblos built along the cliff. This village was occupied Native Americans about 500 to 900 years ago. Bandelier National Monument. Los Alamos Co., New Mexico.
Spread over the uneven, narrow cliff top, Machu Picchu was divided into zones for ceremonial use, residential, and agricultural. Space was a premium at the mountain top so houses like this one in the residential sector were rather small.
A sci-fi dwelling and its off-world inhabitant, beyond the city’s edge. Part of a larger display for Bricktastic 2026
The house is a modified Lambrecht lego sphere. I used the online generator to export one and then modified it in Studio.
Now this would be a funky place to live!
118 Pictures in 2018 ... #11. Dwelling Place
Sony A7R II
Minolta 50mm F2.8 Macro
This Prickly Pear cactus and the green vegitation around it is an interesting contrast to the hard sandstone cave like rock structure surounding it. Yet it is typical of what you will find in this sometimes harsh but beautiful environment of Sedona.
Sedona, AZ
January 27th 2014