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In 1908, the Düsseldorf-based Central-trade-ssociation for Rhineland, Westphalia and neighbouring districts praised a competition for a fountain in front of the Düsseldorf Art Palace.
As a "figurative representation of the iron industry and the mining industry," it was to be sent to the 1902 on the site on the banks of the Rhine (then Kaiser Wilhelm Park, now Rheinpark) the industrial and commercial exhibition was held.
Among the 44 designs submitted, the jury, which was prominently occupied by the painter Fritz Roeber, the painter Georg Oeder, the architect Wilhelm Kreis and the Düsseldorf garden director Walter von Engelhardt, was Prize awarded, so also do not recommend a design for execution. It was initially planned to give the authors of the shortlisted drafts the opportunity to revise them in a second stage of competition (a closer competition).
The fountain was built in its original form between 1911 and 1913. While the Düsseldorf architect Gotthold Nestler designed the actual well complex, the sculptor Friedrich Coubillier created the three bronze figures "Schmied Vulkan," "Bergmann" and "Hüttenarbeiter." Miner and cottage worker are depicted in the loincloth. The bronze casting of the figures took place at the Kunstgießerei Lauchhammer.
On the occasion of the opening of the Grand Art Exhibition in 1913, the industrial fountain in front of the former Art Palace was inaugurated. In 1925 the fountain was dismantled there because of the extensive new buildings at the Ehrenhof.
In 1939, the three sculptures were erected in a new facility on Fürstenplatz in Friedrichstadt. In 1942 the figures were to be melted down as metal donations by the German people for armaments and were removed. However, they remained intact, and in 1950 they were restored.
Photo taken on the Execution site Ghent-Oostakker.
This is the location where 66 members of the Resistance were executed during WWII
The statue was made by the Ghent sculptor Geo Vindevogel.
Photo taken on the Execution site Ghent-Oostakker.
This is the location where 66 members of the Resistance were executed during WWII
The statue was made by the Ghent sculptor Geo Vindevogel.
As they say...winter is coming. Execution by Christmas Lights; Solveig. slurl - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Solveig/109/163/21
This was a series of #legodirtytroopers experiments with Ice Fountain Fireworks (birthday cake fireworks) that I did two months ago. I bought one pack to experiment with (one pack contains 4 ice fountains). Each one lasts for approximately 40 seconds. And I was surprised after my first attempt that none of the minifigures doesn't get burned. So now I keep to use my Stormtroopers in my photographs. More information coming on on my Facebook Page.
Dirty effect on the stormtroopers was achieved with the use of
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The city of Cairo was founded in 969 as the royal city of the Fatimid dynasty. In 1092, the vizier Badr al-Jamali had a second wall built around Cairo. Bab Zuweila was the southern gate in this wall. It has twin towers (minarets) which can be accessed via a steep climb. In earlier times they were used to scout for enemy troops in the surrounding countryside, and in modern times, they are hailed for providing one of the best views of Old Cairo.
The structure also has a famous platform. Executions would sometimes take place there, and it was also from this location that the Sultan would stand to watch the beginning of the hajj, the annual pilgrimage to Mecca.
Sometimes the severed heads of criminals would be displayed along the tops of the walls. This was done as recently as 1811, when the severed heads of Mamluks from the Citadel massacre were mounted on spikes here.
The corresponding gate on the northern side of the city was the Bab al-Futuh, which still stands on the northern side of the Muizz street.
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The color version of the photo above is here: www.lacerta-bilineata.com/ticino-best-photos-of-southern-...
THE STORY BEHIND THE PHOTO:
So far there's only been one photo in my gallery that hasn't been taken in my garden ('The Flame Rider', captured in the Maggia Valley: www.flickr.com/photos/191055893@N07/53563448847/in/datepo... ) - which makes the image above the second time I've "strayed from the path" (although not very far, since the photo was taken only approximately 500 meters from my house).
Overall, I'll stick to my "only-garden rule", but every once in a while I'll show you a little bit of the landscape around my village, because I think it will give you a better sense of just how fascinating this region is, and also of its history.
The title I chose for the photo may seem cheesy, and it's certainly not very original, but I couldn't think of another one, because it's an honest reflection of what I felt when I took it: a profound sense of peace - although if you make it to the end of this text you'll realize my relationship with that word is a bit more complicated.
I got up early that day; it was a beautiful spring morning, and there was still a bit of mist in the valley below my village which I hoped would make for a few nice mood shots, so I quickly grabbed my camera and went down there before the rising sun could dissolve the magical layer on the scenery.
Most human activity hadn't started yet, and I was engulfed in the sounds of the forest as I was walking the narrow trail along the horse pasture; it seemed every little creature around me wanted to make its presence known to potential mates (or rivals) in a myriad of sounds and voices and noises (in case you're interested, here's a taste of what I usually wake up to in spring, but you best use headphones: www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfoCTqdAVCE )
Strolling through such an idyllic landscape next to grazing horses and surrounded by birdsong and beautiful trees, I guess it's kind of obvious one would feel the way I described above and choose the title I did, but as I looked at the old stone buildings - the cattle shelter you can see in the foreground and the stable further up ahead on the right - I also realized how fortunate I was.
It's hard to imagine now, because Switzerland is one of the wealthiest countries in the world today, but the men and women who had carried these stones and constructed the walls of these buildings were among the poorest in Europe. The hardships the people in some of the remote and little developed valleys in Ticino endured only a few generations ago are unimaginable to most folks living in my country today.
It wasn't uncommon that people had to sell their own kids as child slaves - the girls had to work in factories or in rice fields, the boys as "living chimney brushes" in northern Italy - just because there wasn't enough food to support the whole family through the harsh Ticino winters.
If you wonder why contemporary Swiss historians speak of "slaves" as opposed to child laborers, it's because that's what many of them actually were: auctioned off for a negotiable prize at the local market, once sold, these kids were not payed and in many cases not even fed by their masters (they had to beg for food in the streets or steal it).
Translated from German Wikipedia: ...The Piazza grande in Locarno, where the Locarno Film Festival is held today, was one of the places where orphans, foundlings and children from poor families were auctioned off. The boys were sold as chimney sweeps, the girls ended up in the textile industry, in tobacco processing in Brissago or in the rice fields of Novara, which was also extremely hard work: the girls had to stand bent over in the water for twelve to fourteen hours in all weathers. The last verse of the Italian folk song 'Amore mio non piangere' reads: “Mamma, papà, non piangere, se sono consumata, è stata la risaia che mi ha rovinata” (Mom, dad, don't cry when I'm used up, it was the rice field that destroyed me.)... de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaminfegerkinder
The conditions for the chimney sweeps - usually boys between the age of 8 and 12 (or younger, because they had to be small enough to be able to crawl into the chimneys) - were so catastrophic that many of them didn't survive; they died of starvation, cold or soot in their lungs - as well as of work-related accidents like breaking their necks when they fell, or suffocatig if they got stuck in inside a chimney. This practice of "child slavery" went on as late as the 1950s (there's a very short article in English on the topic here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spazzacamini and a more in depth account for German speakers in this brief clip: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gda8vZp_zsc ).
Now I don't know if the people who built the old stone houses along my path had to sell any of their kids, but looking at the remnants of their (not so distant) era I felt an immense sense of gratitude that I was born at a time of prosperity - and peace - in my region, my country and my home. Because none of it was my doing: it was simple luck that decided when and where I came into this world.
It also made me think of my own family. Both of my grandparents on my father's side grew up in Ticino (they were both born in 1900), but while they eventually left Switzerland's poorest region to live in its richest, the Kanton of Zurich, my grandfather's parents relocated to northern Italy in the 1920s and unfortunately were still there when WWII broke out.
They lost everything during the war, and it was their youngest daughter - whom I only knew as "Zia" which means "aunt" in Italian - who earned a little money to support herself and my great-grandparents by giving piano lessons to high-ranking Nazi officers and their kids (this was towards the end of the war when German forces had occupied Italy).
I never knew that about her; Zia only very rarely spoke of the war, but one time when I visited her when she was already over a 100 years old (she died at close to 104), I asked her how they had managed to survive, and she told me that she went to the local prefecture nearly every day to teach piano. "And on the way there would be the dangling ones" she said, with a shudder.
I didn't get what she meant, so she explained. Visiting the city center where the high ranking military resided meant she had to walk underneath the executed men and women who were hanging from the lantern posts along the road (these executions - often of civilians - were the Germans' retaliations for attacks by the Italian partisans).
I never forgot her words - nor could I shake the look on her face as she re-lived this memory. And I still can't grasp it; my house in Ticino is only 60 meters from the Italian border, and the idea that there was a brutal war going on three houses down the road from where I live now in Zia's lifetime strikes me as completely surreal.
So, back to my title for the photo above. "Peace". It's such a simple, short word, isn't it? And we use it - or its cousin "peaceful" - quite often when we mean nice and quiet or stress-free. But if I'm honest I don't think I know what it means. My grandaunt Zia did, but I can't know. And I honestly hope I never will.
I'm sorry I led you down such a dark road; I usually intend to make people smile with the anecdotes that go with my photos, but this one demanded a different approach (I guess with this latest image I've strayed from the path in more than one sense, and I hope you'll forgive me).
Ticino today is the region with the second highest average life expectancy in Europe (85.2 years), and "The Human Development Index" of 0.961 in 2021 was one of the highest found anywhere in the world, and northern Italy isn't far behind. But my neighbors, many of whom are now in their 90s, remember well it wasn't always so.
That a region so poor it must have felt like purgatory to many of its inhabitants could turn into something as close to paradise on Earth as I can imagine in a person's lifetime should make us all very hopeful. But, and this is the sad part, it also works the other way 'round. And I believe we'd do well to remember that, too.
To all of you - with my usual tardiness but from the bottom of my heart - a happy, healthy, hopeful 2025 and beyond.
Something of a record shot but, when the light's right, you have to grab the opportunity.
UK Rail Leasing's locomotive and rolling stock engineering facility is the main subject of this one taken from a hotel window in Leicester's city centre. On 'shed' are a couple of class 57s, units 57306 (left) and 57310, while other locomotives are dotted round the site, including a pair of class 37s, a class 47, and another class 57 - they are the visible ones anyway.
In the foreground is the architecturally interesting Swain Street bridge, and just below that the northern platform ends of Leicester's station. In the background can be seen the elegant lines and steeple of St Saviour's Church - Grade II Listed but sadly closed back in 2005.
This patch of rich autumnal sunlight lasted in various shapes for around 30 minutes with the dark shadow in the background advancing at little more than walking place on this almost windless day.
I'd actually planned the shot to include a passing container train but, while the execution went to plan, the result was just too cluttered for my liking.
With apologies to E.M. Forster.....
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An dieser Stelle wurde am 29.April 1848 das Todesurteil des Pflegschaftsrichters vom Schloss Marsbach an Frau Katharina Mühleder durch Erhängen vollzogen. Sie hatte ihren Ehegatten ermordet.
It was here, on April 29, 1848, that the death sentence handed down by the judge of the Marsbach Castle court against Katharina Mühleder was carried out by hanging. She had murdered her husband.
Bathurst
Esta estación esta ubicada en el partido de Coronel Suarez en la provincia de Buenos Aires del ex FCRPB de la línea Rosario - Puerto Belgrano (Bahía Blanca) cuya línea fue culminada en 1910 y posteriormente cerrado en el año 1949 .
La parte norte del ramal paso bajo la dirección del Ferrocarril Mitre y la parte sur del Ferrocarril Roca.
Aun el ramal entre Rosario y el noroeste de Buenos Aires (estacion Necol) se mantiene con servicio de cargas , pero hacia el sur fue cerrado y las estaciones desmanteladas .
El nombre de la estación recuerda al marino Guillermo Bathurst que sirvió bajo el mando del almirante Guillermo Brown
Mas tarde seria opositor del gobierno de Juan Manuel de Rosas quién ordenó su fusilamiento en 1842.
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Bathurst
This station is located in the Coronel Suarez party in the province of Buenos Aires of the former FCRPB of the Rosario - Puerto Belgrano line (Bahía Blanca) whose line was completed in 1910 and later closed in 1949.
The northern part of the branch passed under the direction of the Miter Railroad and the southern part of the Roca Railroad.
Even the branch between Rosario and the northwest of Buenos Aires (station Necol) is maintained with cargo service, but to the south it was closed and the stations dismantled.
The name of the station reminds the sailor William Bathurst who served under the command of Admiral William Brown
Later it would be an opponent of the government of Juan Manuel de Rosas who ordered his execution in 1842.
The Bridge of Sighs (Italian: Ponte dei Sospiri, Venetian: Ponte de i Sospiri) is a bridge in Venice, Italy. The enclosed bridge is made of white limestone, has windows with stone bars, passes over the Rio di Palazzo, and connects the New Prison (Prigioni Nuove) to the interrogation rooms in the Doge's Palace. It was designed by Antonio Contino, whose uncle Antonio da Ponte designed the Rialto Bridge, and it was built in 1600. The view from the Bridge of Sighs was the last view of Venice that convicts saw before their imprisonment. The bridge's English name was bequeathed by Lord Byron in the 19th century as a translation from the Italian "Ponte dei sospiri", from the suggestion that prisoners would sigh at their final view of beautiful Venice through the window before being taken down to their cells. In reality, the days of inquisitions and summary executions were over by the time that the bridge was built,[citation needed] and the cells under the palace roof were occupied mostly by small-time criminals. In addition, little could be seen from inside the bridge due to the stone grills covering the windows.
(Wikipedia)
Execution Rocks Light is a lighthouse in the middle of Long Island Sound on the border between New Rochelle and Sands Point, New York. It stands 55 feet tall, with a white light flashing every 10 seconds
This is a view looking south-west along the north bank of the River Thames at high tide. The buildings, mostly refurbished old warehouses, mostly face onto Wapping Wall (those in the foreground) or Wapping High Street (those in the distance) on their inland side.
The Prospect of Whitby public house is the second building in the foreground behind the modern block of flats. Three individuals in blue, white and black shirts are visible on the pub's riverside terrace. Below and to the left of them in the image is a noose hanging from a post in the river. Some say that this was placed to commemorate Judge Jeffreys, a notorious 17th century judge who sentenced many river criminals to death. His nickname was “The Hanging Judge” as he showed little mercy. Others say that it marks the spot of Execution Dock. However, this is all a bit of historic license.
Execution Dock was more commonly known as King Henry's Wharf or Gun Wharf and is associated with a cannon foundry making guns for Henry VIII's navy. It later became the site for hanging marine criminals, sailors and pirates on the orders of the British Admiralty. That wharf is actually visible in the photo - it protrudes into the river on the very far left of shot some 575m beyond the pub, beyond all those gentrified warehouses.
I suspect Judge Jeffreys, or any other spectators on the pub's terrace, would have struggled to see anything of the wharf at the time of an execution, if only for all the activity in the warehouses and ships in between them...
The most famous death at the wharf was probably that of the infamous pirate, Captain Kidd, who was hanged at the dock in 1701. For maximum deterrent effect, the executions were usually carried out at low tide and three high tides were allowed to wash over the corpse before it was cut down and buried. The last such execution took place there as recently as 1830.
Wapping Beach would extend some 30m or so from the foot of the shoreline right into the distance at low tide.
An improved version of an earlier image.
A new mural has appeared on the wall of the renovated tenement house. It is dedicated to Jan Kowalewski - a certified lieutenant colonel of the Polish Army, a mathematician, linguist and cryptologist. Founder of the cryptology and radio intelligence department in Poland after regaining independence after the First World War. He broke Soviet codes during the war with the Bolsheviks (1919), for many years he was an officer of the Second Department of the General Staff.
The mural is made with an interesting technique (it reminds me a bit of the Matrix movie). Here, the execution technique is associated with decoding the ciphers.
23 ABG : 9 : 10
|||[Log Entry]|||
: Hurry up ! We lost the control of the Spaceport ! :
: A Rebel attack ? :
: Probably. Several squads do not answer, and multiple checkpoints were sabotaged. Whoever they're, they're organised. Enough chatter, let's move ! Oh shit ! :
: Blaster wounds. Did our guys did this ? :
: I don't know. Don't stand there, move ! :
: I've a bad feeling about this :
: I don't ca :
: Arghh !! :
: Shit ! [TB-421 down, unknown aggressor at 8th Street, Northern Sector] :
: Huhrr, my leg, fucker :
: Language ! Hey you around the corner, you better come out slowly. If you want TB-421 to live ! :
: Die ! Gahh ! :
: I said slowly . 421, could you stop trying to reach your blaster, please ? I don't want to shoot you right now :
: Did you killed those civilians ? :
: Yes. It slowed you down a bit :
: Then you need someone alive to tell the tale :
: And there's no one there beside you and me. A Stormtrooper who thinks outside the box ! Fine, you get to live :
: Wait whahh :
: Don't worry, it was set to stun. :
: [Blue-One to Red-One, what the hell is going out there ?] :
: [Well, it's a long story. Just get to the Spaceport. Clang is there with some of our new men and our new ship. They might need help though.] :
: [ What the hell are you talking about ? This was a recon mission ! There's smoke everywhere ! You better tell me righ ] :
: [ We're now officially Space Pirates. Very aggressive ones I must say. Just don't be late to the main event. Red-One out ] :
|||[Log End]|||
Strobist: AB1600 with gridded 60 X30 softbox camera right. Reflector camera left. Triggered by Cybersync.
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King Bart the Odiferous was royally upset that his well-planned wedding was so terribly interrupted. But there was a bright side to his misfortunes. In the pandemonium of the ruined ceremony, his soldiers had managed to capture a single forester outlaw! What luck! King Bart's favorite pastime was watching the executions, and he certainly wasn't going to miss this one. Unfortunately for the king, the rascally foresters don't take too kindly to their comrades being beheaded, and it seems as if they are about to foil his majesty's well-laid plans once again...
Ryan was kind enough to send Steven and I some of his new Executioner pieces, so obviously we had to build a cool scene with em! ;)
THFAVAGD!
So it's not perfectly in focus.. sue me!? xD
Anywho.. I'm now in Colorado :)
My cousin and I have extreme plans for this week. :DDDD
Garfield has had a stay of execution. On the day before I was due to put him to sleep, I had a visit from his owner down the street. He advised me that it would mean a lot to his children to keep the cat alive. After speaking to my wife about the situation, we have now decided to keep Garfield and give him the medical attention and care that he badly needs. I will be getting him de-sexed in the next week or two to try and stop him getting into fights and then get him some other medical attention. 2:32pm, Sunday the 2nd of September, 2018.
LNER Class 91 91111 "For the Fallen" arrived at London Kings Cross on 1a25 1045 Leeds - London Kings Cross on 23/05/2021
Execution on Anoat | Dark Times RPG
“Many years ago during the Jedi Purge, Jedi Master Siuz Tregú led a group of clone troopers to the planet of Anoat. Orders were given to scout the dust ball and report any signs of life or movement from the Seps. That day however, was the day clones turned on the scum which were the Jedi and as we all know, they were taken out. Siuz, as the report says, was just the same. Another loose end.”
Here to show you a MOC me and Luca (luca_s_projects) worked on last weekend while I visited and attended DLA. This was built during some free time we had and did quite well. The MOC consists of the clones and Jedi as mentioned above, speeder design built by Luca and some terrain surrounded by a wall of bricks in DBG. Let us know what you think by commenting below. ~ Noah
Spadille, your uprising is over, your armies defeated. Now, fight me and spare yourself from the shame of a dishonorable execution.
Jack is the Commander of the Queen of Hearts’ Legions and the architect of the crushing dominance of the Hearts over the other suits. She is the voice of Queen and, as symbol of status, Jack has the outstanding privilege of wielding her Majesty's most favored weapon: the Heartcrusher.
Jack is a spinoff build that arose during the update process of Maid Kana. I originally intended her to be a Nier: Automata character, but I ended up taking the original character route. In my case, this very often leads to Wonderland.
Despite my initial commitment, I think Jack lacks a proper wonderland vibe, other than color coding (red, black, etc.). She reminds me more of a Race Queen or a gacha game character than a proper Wonderland citizen. Nobody is perfect, I guess.