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"Echo 2009" - Verleihung des grössten europäischen Musikpreises am 21. 02. 2009 in der O2 World-Arena in Berlin.
© 2009 by SpreePiX Media Deutschland-
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The glow of the sun over the horizon during a spring evening on Echo Lake in Burlngton, WI.
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Alexa, let me tell you about you...
I've had Amazon's Echo for a little while now and for $99, I'm plenty happy with it. I can issue Alexa commands from anywhere in my place without raising my voice and Alexa will set a timer, check traffic, tell me the weather, do currency conversions (I've been travelling a bit lately), play some music, etc. Believe me, I wanted to make fun of this device like I do the Fire Phone, but the Echo actually has a place in my life and I enjoy it. I imagine that its feature set will only get better with time.
Notes: the Council gardeners took pride in the annual flower displays.
Format: 35mm colour slide
Licensing: Attribution, share alike, creative commons
Repository: Blue Mountains Library library.bmcc.nsw.gov.au
Part of: Milton Porter Collection
Provenance: the Porter family
ECHO's director of Operations Steffen Stenberg visits Haiti in May 2012 to take stock of what has been achieved by the massive humanitarian response that followed the 2010 earthquake and cholera epidemic and to assess what are the challenges ahead.
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Le directeur des opérations d’ECHO, Steffen Stenberg, se rend en Haïti en mai 2012 pour faire le point sur les réalisations suite à la réponse humanitaire massive qui a suivi le séisme et l’épidémie de choléra de 2010 et évaluer les enjeux à venir.
© EU - Credits: EC/ECHO/Isabel COELLO.
This is just before you enter the park for Mount Evans. What a day. Those colors are real.
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Jack of Diamonds
Echoes
Acte 3
I cleared my throat.
As they looked at me, I thought about how pretty the scene had been with the girls slithering out through the patio towards me as they had arrived back from the party.
Another thought played out in my mind.
Say, let’s go for a stroll
They both looked curiously up at me, Ginny then asking…
“What are you on about luv?”
With a hungry look, I nefariously told them…
“You two mentioned gardens, let’s take a walk through ours.”
Cadie piped up...
“There were lovely gardens outside the ballroom, we took a walk there, didn’t we Ginny?”
I nodded my head out towards the rose hedges.
“Exactly, and I would love to escort you both through ours.”
Cadie laughed.
“What mischief are you up to now?.”
Ginny, catching on, started to rise, I quickly stood up and helped her out. She placed a hand on my sister's shoulder as Cadie looked at me with a smirk.
“Come luv, think this may be fun, or at least interesting, enlightening even, or indeed sir, more like unburden I bet!”
Ginny went to the stairs leading down to the gardens and waited.
I saw that Cadie wasn’t catching on to Ginny’s comments, her mind was off elsewhere.
I went over and helped Cadie up from her seat. As she stood up, I felt my whole figure trembling, as I reached down underneath her rising figure and fingered the diamond broach now dangling down from her waist.
But at that moment she turned, and I lost hold. I looked at her, she hadn’t noticed.
But I saw that Ginny had, and she gave me a knowing wink.
Cadie went to the stairs and Ginny let her pass
“After you sweetie.”
Cadie smiled and went on down, heading directly to our “dance” area without waiting.
I started to follow, but Ginny held me back, whispering with an all too devious smile…
“Ok, Lad! Did you see the ice that girl in green is flashing? Especially that gem she’s got floating about at her waist?”
Ginny nodded toward Cadie and continued…
“I was just talking with her, eyeing it up. Far too lovely to pass up, dontca think?”
I nodded grinning.
“How wary is she?”
Ginny pulled me down the stairs
“Not at all wary, very trusting. This will be as easy as that diamond pin you lifted earlier off that rather cute chick.”
We followed the path going after my sister I whispered as we got closer to our target wearing the shimmering green gown “Trusting eh? Let’s just trust she doesn’t catch us at it.”
We went down and I escorted the pair as we began walking along the semi-circular path that led around Mum’s flowers, looking at all the rose bushes still in bloom.
Cadie was definitely feeling the effects of the wine, as was Ginny. As for myself, I was drunk on the role play, and a wee bit from the whiskey.
We strolled around the gardens, stopping to look at the flowers along the way.
At one point we were looking at the fountain that lay in the middle of the semi-circular stone garden path.
I moved around, looking at the girls as Ginny was asking Cadie something. Their jewels were still sparkling with an intoxicating mystical aire to my hungry thief’s eyes.
Both girls looked stunning in their long shiny gowns that served as enticing backdrops to those jewels. . Gorgeous and innocently vulnerable as my thief stalked them.
In my thief’s frame of mind, the girl in the green satin’s broach was especially noticeable, and my fingers tingled as I thought about lifting it from her as I studied it.
The girls began to move around the fountain, gowns sexily moving fluidly along their figures. I moved to rejoin the girls, very much enthralled by the prospect of attaining the broach as my focus was kept on it.
Meeting them halfway we began walking back to the pagoda.
Ginny suddenly stopped in front of a particularly large rose bush, catching my eye she nodded to me over Cadie’s shiny back, then nodded down, placing a finger to her nose.
I looked at my sister, innocently eyeing the roses. Then my eyes traveled down her luxurious gown till they saw the diamond broach hanging there.
I looked up and winked at Ginny.
Ginny then went up to the bush and pulling a ride down she smelled it.
“Mmm, Cadie smell this, it’s brilliant.”
Cadie came obediently over and did as told. Ginny had estimated the height perfectly. As Cadie bent down to smell, her broach was left dangling at my hand's height.
As if I was going to smell it also, I came along behind her bent-over figure, jostling into her sleekly covered body, my fingers tingling caressing along the waist of her gown. At the same time, Ginny nudged up against Cadie from the side, helping to distract our pretty victim as Ginny held up the rose to Cadie, 's nose.
My hands went underneath, easily locating the hanging broach, I nimbly worked it off the tingling silky green gown.
Cadie was totally oblivious to my doing so, even though we had just been discussing it a few minutes prior.
My hand holding her palmed broach behind my back, I place my free hand on her silken gown-covered back, telling her it was a lovely rose.
Cadie nodded, then stood up, smiling at me.
“Brilliant idea to go for a walk now, wasn’t it?”
We turned and continued along the garden path.
Ginny placed a hand on my shoulder, slowing me down while the girl clad beautifully in green satin obviously walked on ahead.
She whispered..,
“Show it to me.”
I opened my fist and she eyed the glittery bugger. She then complimented me using her best crook’s voice.
“Very Nice this. It pestered me all evening seeing that on her. She was just too Naively innocent to be allowed out wearing such a showy piece A brilliant move you made getting it off the chick.”
Ginny caught her breath, then looked at me with fox-like eyes…
“Now lad, I just saw two wealthy dames out walking in the gardens. Easy pickings I’d say. One is in green wearing a totally adorable necklace. The second is an utterly gorgeous lady wearing black satin. The diamonds around her wrist are unbelievably valuable, don’t let her tell you anything different. But be careful, they appear to be alone, but we’re with two hulking lads earlier. Now go to it.”
I winked and nodded, totally loving Ginny’s idea for additional Role play.
As she caught up to Cadie, I quickly walked off through the gardens and greedily, crouched next to a rose bush on the other side of the path
I looked over the twinkling broach I had lifted, smiling. Ginny wasn’t lying when she said she liked it. For, like my sister’s bracelet, Ginny had borrowed and worn it on numerous occasions when we were out for an evening.
I then heard the girls chattering coming in close. I pocketed the jewel and made ready to acquire some more.
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I watched them walk, er swish, towards me. As soon as they stopped at a flowering bush, I circled around with sinister intentions.
As they approached I stepped out of the shadows…
“Evening ladies, pleasant one for a stroll.”
Giggling both girls agreed. Ginny places a hand on her bare throat, bracelet, and rings flashy with a rich fiery brilliance.
Overcome with emotion relating to what I was preparing to do, I cleared my throat.
“If I may ask, where are the two rather handsome gents I saw you dancing with earlier?”
Cadie playin along famously, smiled with an all too cute foxy grin…
“Oh those two prats, wanted to sneak off to the parking lot for a smoke, alone, didn’t they? So we decided to set off on our own.”
I looked around, asking with tone downed curiosity…
“So you too pretty ladies are out here on your own?”
Ginny smiled…
“Pretty? Why thank you, sir. Yes, we were quite alone out here, but now not so much with you here. Pray tell darling, why are you asking?”
I was drooling as I looked the pair over. Their sexy gowns richly shining, copious jewels exquisitely twinkling. Their breasts betrayed their aroused feelings as they imagined the peril they could be in if this was real instead of role-play.
My feelings surged hot as I said the words…
“I’m asking because I am about to rob the pair of you blind!”
They both looked at me aghast with horror ( Did I ever mention that these two are seasoned actresses who can fall easily into a role?).
I held out my hand, fingers beckoning.
“Now hand over your pretty purses.”
As they did Cadie said with relief.
“So that’s it right, like in the American black and white movies, you just wanted our purses.”
I smirked as I took their purses from them.
“In some movies perhaps, but not in anything I would make.”
I opened a purse and Held it out like a Halloween trickster.
“Now, starting with you red, remove your jewellery and place it inside this.”
With a long sigh, my sister did as the thief instructed. Without breaking her gaze off me, She undid her emerald/diamond bracelet and let it fall flickering inside the purse. Then pulling off her rings plopped them in also. Lastly, she felt down to undo her broach. Finding it missing she looked down, hair falling, then looked back up at me.
“That was positively evil of you.”
Ginny giggled.
“Just call him Arsène Lupin, luv.”
Cadie then stepped, back still staring at my smug expression with with a bewildered one of her own as her hand still held her de-broached gown’s waistline.
I lifted her necklace, admiring the dazzling brilliance of its emeralds/diamonds with unabashed desire.
I snarled in my best villain’s accent.
“Undo it, lady.”
Going behind her neck she unhappily unhooked the magnificently sparkling necklace she had been invitingly wearing out this evening.
It was a very tempting prize I thought as she pulled it swaying from her around her neck and laid it gently inside the purse.
I turned towards Ginny, holding out the small, now bulging purse.
“Ok, black bird you’re next to be trimmed.”
She hesitated…
“Please sir, don’t take all my jewels, they’ve been in my family for ages.”
Without an answer to her plea, I reached over and lifted her hair, exposing one of the sparklers she had hanging from her earlobe.
“Your earrings luv, let me have them .”
She reluctantly reached up, rings and wide bracelet coming into dazzling life, while pulling back her long silken curls, fully exposing her dangling diamond earrings. They shimmered with decadent delight.
With sad puppy eyes, she pulled the glittering pretties out, mumbling as they were each added to the purse I was holding out.
“They were beginning to bother me anyhow.”
She then pulled off all her rings, the last giving her some trouble.
She looked miserably up at me.
“It isn’t coming off.”
I gently lifted her hand and placed her finger on my mouth, I greedily, forcibly, managed to suck it off.
Spitting it into the purse I held up her hand, looking at her wrist.
“The bracelet lass, I’ll be having it also.”
Ginny pulled away her arm, arguing,
“But it’s not real.”
Cadie piped in…
“I lent it to her, it’s only paste.”
I chuckled…
“Nice try both of you. My inside man told me it was probably the most expensive piece that was being worn at the party tonight. None of the baubles worn by any other lady was close to this bracelet's value. He managed to get a good look at it when he was asking your friend to dance. He was dumbfounded you were foolish enough to have it on this evening.”
Which was no lie, like I said earlier, the real one was a museum piece worth over £1,000,000. And for tonight’s role play, this was it.
Ginny sighed dramatically as she undid the ultra-showy piece, then looked at it dangling in her fist where it looked like a far too shimmery snake as she pleaded.
“It’s priceless. Please take it, but give us back the rest of our jewels.”
I pulled it from her grasp and dropped it inside the purse.
“Sorry, my princesses, I’ll keep it all.”
I heard Cadie whine.
“You’re an unscrupulous scoundrel, sir.”
Nodding in agreement, I snapped the purse closed. Then holding both in my right hand I took the liberty of quickly patting down both sensuously dressed girls for any hidden valuables as they giggled out of character.
Before turning and disappearing into the shadows I then nodded to each of them…
“Thank you ladies.”
I heard renewed giggling behind me…
“ Hey, Mr. thief. Hope it pays those parking tickets.”
To be continued
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This is the furthest viewsite accessible by vehicle in the National Park. The drive there was awesome - across spectacular terrain and geologcal formations. The view at the river is less spectacular, but remarkable in how eroded the valley has become. One just wonders how many millions of years ago the falls were at this point and this was a narrow gorge.
The echoes in this passage were sick. I snapped this in the University of Michigan law quad today during my photo walk. As you can see by the comments, I took a bunch. I'm kind of obsessed with narrow alleys, hallways and passages like this.
Evangelos Petratos, ECHO expert for Shelter and WASH based in Bangkok, and an architect by training, proudly stands on one of the 16 new foot bridges funded by ECHO which span some of the rivers and canals in the Mekong Delta, Vietnam.
Photo Credit: Evangelos Petratos, Mekong delta, Vietnam, EU/ECHO March 2014
Notes: from a publicity series for Blue Mountains City Council.
Aerial view of the Echo Point complex showing the earlier lookouts, car parks, walking tracks and the central garden beds.
Format: medium format colour film
Date Range: 1968
Location: Katoomba
Licensing: Attribution, share alike, creative commons.
Repository: Blue Mountains Library library.bmcc.nsw.gov.au
Part of: Local Studies Collection
Provenance: BMCC Publicity files
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"Echo 2009" - Verleihung des grössten europäischen Musikpreises am 21. 02. 2009 in der O2 World-Arena in Berlin.
© 2009 by SpreePiX Media Deutschland-
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After a couple days on Shallow Bay the wind shifted and things were nasty and not very conducive to paddling. We moved camp across the short stretch to Echo Bay and into the lee of the island. Echo Bay, Sucia Island, San Juan Islands, Wa May 20 13 3847
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A three transistor set under the Echo name. Nice comet inspired grille/dial. There were several incarnations of this set, varying in cosmetic appearance and circuitry. I have seen another 3 transistor version of this radio branded as Jason and 707. Other examples can be found with a two transistor (Boy's Radio) circuit.
Occasionally found under the Capri brand name as well.
Manufactured by the Kokyo Electron Company.
There is a six transistor variant of this radio with the model number TRK-225.
I wonder if the Echo name was a tip of the hat to the Echo 1 satellite, launched by NASA on August 12, 1960?
The Echo 1 was used to re-direct telephone, TV and radio signals.
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First 4x5 worth posting, I found out my shutter speeds are way off, like 30%....So new shutter time.
Ilford Delta 100 in a Graflex Graphic view, 1/50th exp (NOT! more like 1/10th)
This was a cloudy day.
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ECHO CLUB DANCE VOL. 1
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This is a generic casual freestyled club dance made for crowded spaces or podium.
Notes: three children pose for a souvenir photo at Echo Point, Katoomba, accompanied by the signature Felix figure.
The children are (R-L):
1. Audrey Irene Wilson (later Eaves (1954 - widowed the same year) and then Scott (1957) 1928 - 2009
2. Kenneth Patrick Wilson 1925 - 1994
3. Kevin John Wilson 1926 - 2007
Format: tintype photograph by Dan Evans, the Felixman of Echo Point. Tintypes are not produced from a negative, the convex lens inverts the image by 180 degrees top to bottom and left to right. Scanned images need to be flipped horizontally for correct orientation, as here.
Date range: c 1930
Licensing: Attribution, share alike, creative commons.
Repository: Blue Mountains Library library.bmcc.nsw.gov.au
Part of: Local Studies Collection
Provenance: donated digital image, with thanks to Warren Wilson for sharing his family photograph
Links:
1932 'Katoomba Council', The Blue Mountains Times (Katoomba, NSW : 1931 - 1937), 8 April, p. 3. , viewed 11 Jan 2017, nla.gov.au/nla.news-article194856771
www.archivalmethods.com/blog/tintypes-archival-preservation/
blog.scienceandmediamuseum.org.uk/find-out-when-a-photo-w...
Dan Evans, the Felixman of Echo Point - bluemlocalstudies.wordpress.com/2008/06/25/mr-evans-the-f...
Echo
Arte Sella
Arte Sella è una rassegna di arte contemporanea nella natura, che si svolge in val di Sella, nel comune di Borgo Valsugana.
Arte Sella è una manifestazione internazionale di arte contemporanea nata nel 1986, che si svolge all'aperto nei prati e nei boschi della Val di Sella (comune di Borgo Valsugana, provincia di Trento).
Ha avuto inizio nel 1986 ad opera di Enrico Ferrari, Emanuele Montibeller e Carlotta Strobele ed è gestita dall'omonima associazione, presieduta da Enrico Ferrari fino al 2000, poi da Laura Tomaselli e, dal marzo 2012, da Giacomo Bianchi. Nel primo periodo (1986-1996) la manifestazione era biennale e si svolgeva presso “Casa Strobele” ed il suo parco. A partire dal 1996 si è sviluppata lungo un percorso sul Monte Armentera, sempre nella Val di Sella, chiamato artenatura. Lungo un sentiero di circa 3 km sono collocate circa 25 opere.
Dal 1998 molte attività espositive si svolgono a "Malga Costa", un edificio rurale isolato collocato nella parte conclusiva della valle. La malga, un tempo privata ed utilizzata per l'allevamento di bovini e per la produzione di prodotti caseari, è ora di proprietà comunale ed ospita gli artisti coinvolti nell'attività della manifestazioni, oltre a mostre ed a servizi per i visitatori. Nell'area circostante Malga Costa sono collocate quasi 30 opere.
Il progetto artistico vuole essere non solo un'esposizione qualificata di opere d'arte, ma anche e soprattutto un processo creativo: l'opera è seguita giorno per giorno nel suo crescere e l'intervento dell'artista deve esprimere il rapporto con la natura basato sul rispetto, traendo da essa ispirazione e stimolo. Le opere sono generalmente tridimensionali, perché ottenute con sassi, foglie, con rami o tronchi; più raramente sono utilizzati oggetti, materiali o colori artificiali e sono collocate all'aperto: il visitatore può così vedere le opere e allo stesso tempo godere delle particolarità ambientali del luogo (diversi tipi di bosco, presenza di rocce, di alberi monumentali...). Esse si inseriscono nel ciclo vitale della natura e sono quindi destinate a subire processi più o meno lenti di trasformazione e degrado, fino alla definitiva scomparsa.
All'esposizione delle opere si affiancano con frequenza concerti, spettacoli teatrali e altri avvenimenti che hanno visto la partecipazione di numerosi artisti di primo piano, quali Marco Paolini, Moni Ovadia, Antonella Ruggiero, Mario Brunello (diventato direttore della programmazione musicale di Arte Sella), i Mercanti di Liquore e Gianmaria Testa.
I principi fondamentali della manifestazione furono così determinati:
L'artista non è il protagonista assoluto come nella corrente artistica della Land Art, caratterizzata da segni fortemente "impressivi" nel territorio;
La natura è considerata la memoria dell'individuo e per questo deve essere difesa;
Il rapporto con l'ecologia si modifica: la natura va interpretata nella sua assenza ed è una fonte di sapere e di esperienza;
Le opere fanno parte e fanno riferimento al luogo ed al tempo definiti; privilegiano l'uso di materiali organici, non artificiali e interagiscono con il paesaggio diventandone parte integrante.
"My people need more FATHERS" - Over 1.8 million people have fled Syria in a search of safety. Around 22% of the refugees are women and 54%, children like 6-year old Faisal, who now lives in the largest refugee camp in Jordan: Zaatari. He thinks Syrian people need fathers. For those who have lost their fathers, ECHO provides support empowering mothers who are now the heads of families.
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«Mon pays a besoin de plus de PÈRES» - Plus de 1,8 million de personnes ont fui l'insécurité en Syrie. Environ 22 % des réfugiés sont des femmes et 54 % des enfants. Faisal a 6 ans et vit aujourd'hui à Zaatari, dans le plus grand camp de réfugiés syriens en Jordanie. Il pense que la Syrie a besoin de pères. ECHO aide les mères à assumer leur rôle de chefs de famille après la disparition des pères.
©EC/ECHO Dina Baslan
Battle of Hoth Diorama at BRICK 2015, a collaboration by Pete Brookdale, Dave Watford, Sam Pearce, Tim Goddard, Fionna O'Sullivan and James Shields