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I finally finished my first version of this. Pattern from Made by Rae.
Blogged here;
www.craftstorming.com/2012/03/made-by-raes-flashback-skin...
Found this photo the other day while cleaning up archives. Looking forward to going back some day... so lush and beautiful.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZf7Nq4SQUQ
Flashback
The dolls, the hide and seek
We dreamed of better things
In the tall weeds
I rolled with you
Flashback
Silhouette of the memory
You're eyes are getting heavy
And when I speak
You sleep on cue
3, 2, 1
Did they make you wear a dress did they
Held you down and tickled you did they
Did they laugh and make you watch did they
They wish they had a little girlie
Come closer take a look inside
Flashback
Blueprints have been erased
Matchbooks, butterflies, mornings
The grass was wet
I rolled with you
Flashback
Tentecles of my spirit grow
Sit back, relax and hope
The second time ain't like the first
I'm a schoolboy why don't you teach me
Bend over and we'll hush the squealing
Put on the mask and dance for Daddy
Wait for the world to say it's sorry
You show me yours, I'll show you mine
Flashback, flashback
Listen to the song my blood is singing
Listen to the song my blood is drivin', drivin', drivin', drivin' at you
Color-blocked, added flutter sleeves, binding around arm. Blogged here: erickmarnae.wordpress.com/2014/07/24/croquet-skirt-flashb...
Sat. 1/29 Flashback
The streetcar era in Indianapolis bowed out at 3:10 a.m. on Jan. 9, 1953 as the final clang, clang, clang of the trolley and the last clank, clank, clank of the traditional "flat" wheels trailed off into oblivion. The gaily decorated No. 148 pulled out of the Indianapolis Railways car barn at 1 a.m., topped with a mortar board and tassle signifying its "graduation" from the College Ave. line. A sign reading "Streetcar Named Expire" was affixed to the front. Retiring motormen and dignitaries including Mayor Alex Clark rode on accompanying street cars. Transit operator Roy Leverett, 42, (shown here) then pulled the old car into the barns, where it and 33 others awaited their fate Ð to be cut up and made into such things as refrigerators, bicycles and coat hangers. In the name of progress, motor buses and trackless trolleys took over completely at 5 a.m. that morning. The streetcar era had lasted 89 years in Indianapolis. In 1864, the first mule-drawn car began on the rails here. In 1891, the first electric streetcar clanged and rumbled through city streets. While trackless trolleys built at the Mormon-Herrington plant in Indianapolis began service on city streets in October 1946, some old streetcars ran until 1953. Indianapolis Transit System bought Indianapolis Railways in 1955 and introduced motorized buses several years later. In 1974, the city bought the company and formed the Indianapolis Public Transportation Corporation; it operated under the name of Metro until 1998, when the operating name became IndyGo. Leverett retired in 1965 but worked part-time until he turned 80. Now 89, he still lives in Indianapolis. Photo by Indianapolis Star photographer Maurice Burnett
I came across this photo taken back in April last year and thought I'd post it. This pretty tulip was bought from Safeway, to help get me through a few cold winter days : ).
This is only four years ago, but still a flashback.
Here I am at the very most awesomest hotel in all of Rome. I ate my breakfast every morning on the balcony overlooking the Colosseum.
My Rome photos are interesting to me right now, because I'm currently Netflix-ing the HBO series "Rome". It's cool to see photos of myself around all of the landmarks in the show.
Do I look like a German tourist? All the Romans addressed me in German. Actually, everyone always addresses me in German when I travel in Europe.
Doing that thing all English people do at one point in their life.... Alton Towers.
This was my friend Kim's 16th birthday party and my one and only time at Alton Towers. I have some not so fond memories of this day, including getting grounded when I got home. My parents didn't realise that this would be a whole day trip, had a huge shouting argument with Kim's dad when we got back (including slamming the door in his face) and I got yelled at like nothing else. I understand that my parents were probably worried but they knew where I was and who I was with. I was mortified and secretly called Kim's parents to apologise the next day. Oh teenager-dom.
Age 16, with the typical age 16 bad hair. I haven't spoken to any of these girls in years. We were so, so tight in highschool and then I moved far away for University.
my two bros.
one of my favorite pictures of them,
even if they were put up to it.
at 'camp'
bainbridge island
summer 1969.
Went to the Lighthouse Gallery in Wolverhampton today to see Bruce Gilden's 'A Beautiful Catastrophe' exhibition. Amazing photos but the exhibition as a whole isn't great, it's a bit cramped in there, decided to stop at Wolverhampton Art Gallery on the way back, took this in Gary Hume's exhibition 'Flashback'.
Well - what a disappointment this was. Firstly we were shocked to find out that you were NOT allowed to take alcohol into the festival like we have done in previous years. They were even searching camping chair bags to check for contraband. They did not even ask to see the tickets/wristbands. People were drinking their wine/beer they had brought to last them through the day and evening one swig after another rather than leave it behind. The reason they gave for not allowing alcohol was people behave badly - but then they provided booze tents.. so that argument doesn't hold any weight. 70% of the toilets were out of order and the rest were out of toilet roll. Staff walking around in ordinary clothes to spot people who had managed to sneak booze past them... and then bring the heavies in to remove them from the event. No big screens this year - food - well it was too expensive and too mediocre. Next year... we will be doing something else as they are keeping their 'new' rules... save your £40 a ticket and do something else.