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Irish Rail Class 22000 three-car DMU number 22007 approaching Blakestown Level Crossing with an Irish Rail Sligo to Dublin InterCity service on a glorious summer evening.
Evening Dress, 1960
Cristóbal Balenciaga
White silk satin emboridered with crystals and polychrome silk and metal thread
Taken in the 'China: Through the Looking Glass' exhibition (May-September 2015).
This exhibition explores the impact of Chinese aesthetics on Western fashion and how China has fueled the fashionable imagination for centuries. In this collaboration between The Costume Institute and the Department of Asian Art, high fashion is juxtaposed with Chinese costumes, paintings, porcelains, and other art, including films, to reveal enchanting reflections of Chinese imagery.
From the earliest period of European contact with China in the sixteenth century, the West has been enchanted with enigmatic objects and imagery from the East, providing inspiration for fashion designers from Paul Poiret to Yves Saint Laurent, whose fashions are infused at every turn with romance, nostalgia, and make-believe. Through the looking glass of fashion, designers conjoin disparate stylistic references into a pastiche of Chinese aesthetic and cultural traditions.
The exhibition features more than 140 examples of haute couture and avant-garde ready-to-wear alongside Chinese art. Filmic representations of China are incorporated throughout to reveal how our visions of China are framed by narratives that draw upon popular culture, and also to recognize the importance of cinema as a medium through which to understand the richness of Chinese history.
[Exhibition description]
In the Metropolitan Museum of Art, 5th Avenue, New York
Another Evening Grosbeak shot from Algonquin Park. I think that this is a very handsome species and getting a few reasonable photos of it was a treat since it is no longer very common in our area.
Cropped to about 50% of full frame as the bird was quite far away.
A good feeling to have explored the city with my boys by day and meet up with my friend Lali in the evening,
pausing here at Freedom Square before moving further on into the old town full of churches, synagogues and mosques co-existing peacefully amongst the shops, restaurants, bars and houses, some with balconies leaning out into the street at impossible angles .... sights, sounds and smells in a mad rush to the senses ....
all life is here
a man tries to get my attention as I walk quickly by, he wants me to buy a watch I think but I have no use for time and I shake my head but he's insistent and calls after me, but no use as I don't understand Georgian anyway and that's probably what Lali told him ....
Despite a mistiness over the Donegal hills there was still a glare from the sun which cast this lovely evening light on the promenade. A short walk on the prom was a delightful way to end a busy day.
The view across the Docklands, Victoria Harbour and Melbourne's western suburbs from the Rialto Towers.
Went for a much needed but chilly walk with my daughter. Stopped for a quick evening portrait by the church close to our home.
37405 stands in the sidings in readiness for departing later that evening with the 19.50 Fort William -London Euston sleeper portion to Edinburgh. This would be the last week of class 37 operation on this iconic train. This was taken around midday as we were about to leave on the 156 at 12.10 to Arisaig on the West Highland extension for a walk to Morar followed by a few beers in the Grog & Gruel before embarking on a fabulous journey across Rannoch Moor in the late northern summer evening light with some incredible thrash. I was with Mike Evans and had bumped into old peak bashing mate Martin Harburn aka Stackhead and his friend on the journey to Fort William the previous evening. We managed to drink all the minimal stock of beer on the lounge car so there was nothing for it but to hit the whisky. It was just like the old days of twenty years prior. Proper trains, proper locos, top riots.
Our first evening in Cromwell where we stayed a couple of nights as there are a number of winery's John wanted to visit. March 5, 2014, South Island, New Zealand.
Cromwell is located in the valley of the Upper Clutha, deep in the heart of the dry interior of Central Otago... in a landscape of bare brown hills, of tussock and briar, of purple thyme and tors of schist, of broad basins and fertile valleys, of Lake Dunstan's pristine waters and of gorges carved by two great rivers... a landscape first trodden by the Maori hunter and trader, opened to European settlement by the sheepmen, exploited and transformed by the gold seekers and later by the dam builders... and now home to the merino and deer farmer, to orchards and vineyards, to artists and artisans and to those, tempted by the landscape and history, climate and location and the myriad of pursuits offered on land and water, to visit this 'timeless land'.
For More Info:http://www.cromwell.org.nz/
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