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What shall we use to fill the empty
Spaces where we used to talk?
How shall I fill the final places?
How shall I complete the wall?
The empty coal train is working through West Kilbride towards the Hunterston Import Terminal for another load of imported coal. The electrified line is for the Largs service.
man pulls along a crate of empty soda bottles, presumably to collect the deposit. Bacolod City, Philippines.
DH59, proudly displaying its new numbers, rolls across the Monbulk Creek trestle bridge with an empty carriages working from Gembrook.
This consist had been used for the Thomas Fun Run day at Gembrook. Earlier in the day, it had left Belgrave for Emerald where it picked up the Peckett locomotive, which almost permanantly masquerades as Thomas. The Peckett was dropped off at Emerald on the way back to Belgrave, where it performed a bit of shunting.
DH59 was re-numbered DH31 after it was bought by Puffing Billy Railway. Following a period in Spring 2015 where it ran without any numbering, it was finally re-numbered back to DH59.
37218 and 37425 rush past Lea Marston over the river Tame with the empty stock move from Bristol Temple Meads to Burton Wetmore sidings.
This stock was used in the previous days Pennine Wayfairer tour. Sunday afternoon 13-03-22.
I can never resist abandoned places. Most of them are inhabited by
druggies or it's just a haven for all to stay out of the cold.
This one was different. Totally clean like someone had just swept up.
Maybe the ghost of Mr Clean
Taken in McClellandville, S.C
Interior of British pavilion, part of 2018 La Biennale di Venezia, which featured, as a work of art, the entire pavilion completely empty of all objects or exhibits
Remembering a tragic day 19 years ago. The Empty Sky Memorial at Liberty State Park is a solemn and beautiful monument to that day.
E perché quando mi sembra di cominciare a rilassarmi, finalmente, vengo subito assalito dal solito stormo di piccoli ricordi felici che vuole portarmi via da dove sto. E perché mi sembra di aver lasciato la vita da qualche parte. Ma dove?
Diego De Silva
these were taken a while back - i am hoping that as these are all in prime london locations that most of them have reopened under new management and with new purpose.
My original shot of this empty can was a little more vibrant so I changed the colour tones, slightly!
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A weathered soul, a silent sigh,
A house stands lone against the sky.
Where once a hearth held warmth and cheer,
Now emptiness and shadows peer.
The wind whispers tales untold,
Of laughter lost, of stories cold.
Each broken pane, a tear that's shed,
For dreams and days forever fled.
A storm brews high, a tempest near,
Yet fate's decree has long been here.
The house endures, a steadfast stand,
A monument to life's demand.
The clouds above, a heavy shroud,
Reflect the thoughts that linger 'round.
A haunting beauty, stark and bare,
A house of clouds, a soul laid bare.
I have abandonment issues and because of that I tend to put up walls and make it hard for people to get in. But that also makes it hard for me to see the people who are trying to get in. I wanted to convey that in my image: my tendency to focus so intensely on my loneliness that I don't see those around me trying to get in.
I have a LOT more on this image at my blog
I also am tentatively back on flickr. I'm the same Kathryn Juarez Photography but I created a new account to start over. I have had a not so healthy relationship with flickr in the past and so I wanted to avoid posting to it while I rediscover myself and my art. I didn't want to get sucked into posting images and then loving or hating them depending on how many likes or comments I got. It really tends to suck me in and slowly destroy me.
But I decided to come back, start a new page, and only post the images I absolutely love and am proud of. I decided to make a flickr account because I AM proud of this image and it means a lot to me. Why not share it with the world? So I won't be posting too often and I won't post everything I create. But feel free to keep up with my blog if you feel so inclined. I will post everything I create there.
Photographed on an epic Tokyo sanpo with Akira-san (and family), Ando-san, Chie-san, Chikako-san, Daren, Eriko-san, Fukuda-san, Kaori-san, Katsushi-san, Kiyoshi-san, Makiko-san, Minoru-san, Mirai-san, Nagasaki-san, Naoko-san, Rob (and Elina), Saito-san, Sakaguchi-san, Sato-san, Sato-san, Shinobu-san, Takashi-san, Takashi-san, Toshi-san, Yasushi-san, Yoshikatsu-san, and Yumiko-san. Omoide Yokocho, Shinjuku, Tokyo. February 2, 2014.
Now identified as 47 128 - heads west past Wolfhall with empty stone hoppers on a cloudy Summer Saturday afternoon
CN B79191-31 rolls northward with 192 empty potash cars. CN 3912 (ES44AC) and 2441 (C40-8M) have make one last appearance in full sun before the train is concealed in long shadows.
Form is no other than emptiness, emptiness no other than form.
Form is exactly emptiness, emptiness exactly form.
Sensation, conception, discrimination, awareness are likewise like this.
(Prajnaparamita Sutra)
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Sat 14th of Jan 23 sees Qube’s empty steel train 6BW7 passing through an incredibly shadowy Wombarra bound for Port Kembla NSW. Led by QL006, QL007 I’d usually be hesitant to post a shadow ridden photo however felt like it added character
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Drown, drown
Sailors run aground
In a seachange nothing is safe
Strange waves
Push us every way
In a stolen boat well float away
Little one
Hold on
All of the dreams are wasting
(Beck)