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Photo 28 of my 365 project.
This sits at the corner of 4th and Main in Cedar Falls. A building once stood here, but it burned down years ago. This lot has been vacant for the six years I've (not consistently) lived in Cedar Falls.
What's odd is that developers keep buying up land to build strip malls that stay vacant for years, while no one has wanted to build here.
Playing with christmas lights again! This time the glass was empty! And it was dark! Thanks Cathi. It was fun. Glad we played.
The boardwalk was empty because it was absolutely FREEZING and windy. I made a very important discovery, the public bathrooms (across from Cha-Cha's) are really clean and HEATED!!! Great place to change film and get the feeling in one's fingers back! (note: this only applies to the ladies room, I'm sure the men's is heated too but I did not feel like checking)
NYC: Midtown / Times Square
Alley and transparent fountain-tunnel closed for the storm
Nikon D700 | Nikon 35G | ƒ1.4 | 1/100s | ISO200 | Handheld
Our youngest son, Evan, gives the kitchen a new, warmer color. One year from now, Evan will be starting college. Our last child, no longer here!
8164 and 8171 roll 9323 empty grain over the roller-coaster grades into Wingello station.
The morning started pleasantly cool, became hot under blue sky (over 30C), then clouded over near lunchtime with the approach of storms.
70/366
I dropped PJ off at an event at the De Young. I hadn't even got home before I got a frantic call that she'd not got the right glass with her. I grabbed what she wanted, turned the car around and headed back. I couldn't face doing the drive again so I hung out in the neighborhood, grabbed a coffee, went hunting photography books (found nothing affordable that I wanted) and then hung out in the car listening to podcasts on my mp3 player. A pretty relaxing way to pass a couple of hours actually. This was taken in the Golden Gate Park at dusk so there was no one sitting in the benches to spoil my composition.
Seen in a bush no more than a foot from the sidewalk. Foliage must have provided adequate privacy during the summer, but it is very exposed now.
This is a field where trailer parks all used to be hooked up to gas meters that can still be seen. The grass has taken over the cement foundations and now the only proof of the town is the left behind meters and air conditioners.
Empty building on Holloway Head / Blucher Street, Birmingham.
Will probably become flattened to make way for apartments soon!
The Empty Pavilion is a meditation on Detroit's evacuated urban context and an experiment in the ability of architecture to make visible a latent public in the city. The project aspires to create an architecture that is physically and semantically empty, while solicitous of public interaction and imaginative projection. The creators of the Empty Pavilion have no specific use or meaning in mind – hoping instead that the project will invite unplanned occupancies and creative associations. This project was funded by a Taubman College of Architecture and Urban Planning Research Though Making grant.
Work by: Assistant Professor McLain Clutter, Oberdick Fellow Kyle Reynolds, and graduate students Ariel Poliner, Mike Sanderson and Nate Van Wylen
Photo by Sasha Topolnytska
Sitting in the empty arrivals lounge at Almaty Airport during filming of the 8th of March edition of Steppe Tales
In the Barony of the Far West, it is expedient to make PDFs of awards so people may do them up in their leisure...we still have a huge backlog.
This award was made up by myself, based on the German Manesse codex. As the award is for people leaving, I wanted a ship sailing away. The Shield isn't part of the original, but I think it's nice to have the actual award symbol on the award.
Desideri sempre
ciò che non puoi avere
non hai, ma vuoi ardentemente, più che reale, sconfina nel fantastico
lo vuoi la vuoi
ma a entrambi non è dato sapere quanto
non hai certezza ma speri che si avveri il miracolo
malinconia nascosta che non puoi gridare
il desiderio ammazza se non si concretizza
ti schiaccia come un macigno in più parti tra le ganasce di una ruspa
verme tra il becco di una rondine
ti rende mollo (budino)
le gambe tremano (8° grado)
le tempie sudano (fa un caldo tropicale)
le mandibole masticano a vuoto ( come pale eoliche)
lo viscere brontolano (da terzo mondo)
ti giri nel letto come un baco
ti mordi le unghie, le ginocchia e le labbra
sbocciano lacrime che ti solcano il viso scavando linee come tarli impazziti
si fanno strada tra le pieghe del collo
corrono giù lungo il petto solo un attimo
sui capezzoli si addensano
e poi gocciolano giù e si spaccano sul pavimento.
quante sigarette hai fumato stasera?
il bicchiere è vuoto o pieno?
dimmi se ci sono stelle in cielo?
e il cane da accarezzare c'è l'hai?