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Was it him? Was it this the man she had know years before? Should she appraoch, engage him in conversation? If only she could hear him speak, his voice alone would answer her question. But she was too shy lest he vent an anger upon her.
The train arrived and he alighted, never for her to see him again. It had been 20 years since she last met the man she so adored. She stayed on the platform, regretting her shyness. And a tear appeared in her eye.
This sculpture is inside St. Pancras station, London and the artist is Paul Day
See the set 'The Meeting Place' for all the photos of this work.
www.flickr.com/photos/victius/sets/72157623881706452/
This is part of the collection for the works of Paul Day.
www.flickr.com/photos/victius/collections/72157623881647344/
Day 103
We don;t have long before the holidays, when we must go our separate ways for a while. How can someone (me) so independent, who spends most of her time alone, miss someone who isn’t even gone yet?
Place of origin:
ulm (probably, made)
Date:
ca. 1480-1490 (made)
Artist/Maker:
Unknown
Materials and Techniques:
Hand carved limewood
Museum number:
A.26-1913
Gallery location:
Medieval & Renaissance, Room 50b, The Paul and Jill Ruddock Gallery, case FS, shelf NR PILLAR
This is a figure of St. George in limewood, and carved from one piece of wood. It originally formed part of the central panel of an altarpiece. St George was a saint from the East, but as the result of the crusades he became popular throughout Europe. Having rescued a princess by slaying a dragon, he personified the ideals of chivalry and was often depicted with the tamed or dead beast beside him.
St. George stands on an irregular base wearing elaborate armour. His raised right hand holds a tournament lance and his left hand is clasped around the turned neck of the dragon. It would have been fully painted, but has subsequently been stripped of its colouring with the exception of flesh tone in the face, traces of black colour indicating the pupils, red traces in the mouth, ear, and the wound of the dragon, and green pigments on the base. The head of the lance is missing and the index finger of the right hand is a later replacement. The back of the body has been hollowed out and the reverse of the base is flat.
The referee steps in quickly as things get heated. Both players seem to think the other side is at fault.
Portland Timbers vs California Victory, PGE Park, 25 May 2007.
Wallace was my hubby and I very first dog. We had him when we started our adventure in the States more than ten years ago, back then we were in Virginia and then Texas before moving back to Europe. He was everything we could hope for: sweet, gentle, funny, loving, entertaining, obedient, but sadly very fragile. At that time, we had no idea there were so many irresponsible breeders who didn't care about the health of the pups they brought to this world and that it was just a business. The little Swiss girl was quite naive.
He was Charlotte's best buddy, she actually came two months after him and they each welcomed the rest of the pack with open paws. He passed away at the early age of 7.5, due to heart failure. Although we knew he was not doing great, we thought his condition was under control with the various meds and supplements for his heart and lungs... It was such a shock, a part of us left with him. At that time, we had many old and sick dogs with the organization, we thought it was so unfair that he had to go too early when he had been cared-for and so cherished all his life. Many dogs we rescued were in a bad shape but perked up under our care, for a while.
This is one of the last pictures of him, in our yard in Normandy. He was my hubby's heart dog; it left him so shattered when he passed that he took distance from the other dogs for a while, to protect himself. Still today, after four years, it's hard to talk about him without shedding tears. When I see a Cavalier in the streets, my heart sinks...
Christine grabbed my camera at her dad's wedding and snapped a few shots of me... I love this one. The narrow depth of field from the ƒ/1.8 lens looks so good!
NEWCASTLE UPON TYNE INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT COULD NOT HAVE BEEN MORE FORTUNATE THAN HAVING AS COMMANDANT MR JIMMY DENYER on the right.......EX ROYAL AIR FORCE FIGHTER PILOT , GREAT LOVE OF ANYTHING THAT COULD FLY,,,WITH A HEART THAT LOVED "WOLSINGTON AIRPORT" DAD ,NORMAN WILSON,KNEW HIM WELL,,,,,,,,,AND I ALWAYS ENJOYED BEING IN HIS COMPANY,,HE LOOKED UPON ME JUST AS ONE OF THE BOYS ....AND I HAD THE HIGHEST RESPECT FOR HIM GOD BLESS HIM ,,,SITTING ON "CLOUD "WITH HIS LEGS DANGLING OVER THE EDGE,,,HUMMING "THE RAF FLY PAST"
Photo by Alvaro Montagna
New York School of Interior Design Annual Benefit Dinner Honoring Edmund Hollander, New York Restoration Project, John Rosselli, and Bunny Williams.
The Rainbow Room
March 10, 2015
The imposing South Face of Gurja Himal (7193 m) in the Dhaulgiri region of Nepal. The face rises nearly 4000 m from the valley floor and remains unclimbed.
(Nikon FE, Fuji Velvia 50)
This portrait photograph was purchased November 5, 2017 from Vintage Inspired Antiques in South Burlington, Vermont. I believe this gent to be Irving Green Elliott of Shelburne, Vermont. I found some detailed genealogy about him online.
A high resolution digital copy can be downloaded at this link.
Compare this image with the one on his Find-a-grave page, age 40.
I am seeking descendants.
Hoş geldin! Gözümüz yollarda kaldı, neredeydin? Haydi gir içeri, müzik hazır, bira soğuk, ortam şahane… Yeni insanlarla tanışmak için olmasın sakın bahane!
Rıza Kocaoğlu ev sahipliğinde gerçekleşen “No3” parti serimizin ilkini Balat’ta muhteşem bir gece ile kutladık. Bizle birlikte olan tüm dostlarımız ve misafirlerimizle #evhali dünyası şimdiden popüler olamaya başladı bile! Gelecek partide kapıyı kim çalacak ve hangi sürprizlerle gelecek diye merak ediyorsanız, No3 partilerini takip etmeye devam edin! #Evhali’nde buluşmak dileğiyle.
i got a '99 red mustang convertible today. his name is george. you'll meet him tomorrow flickr-ites. i really like this picture :)
GOOD NEWS by something corporate
she's trapped inside her room
with reruns on the screen
old books and movies
but she can't stop thinking
i'm torn between myself
my radio my friends
i want to write this one off over and over again
and then she looked at me to scream
"my castles are falling"
but i can't look into the street
without everything changing
i want to read good news
i want to be innocent again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening
she waits all day
she stands a stranger in her skin
she moves the science with her hands
she lines her walls
with every paper she can see
these words consume her
but they never set her free
and then she looked at me to scream
"my castles are falling"
but i can't look into the street
without everything changing
i want to read good news
i want to be innocent again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening
i want to read good news
i want to be a little kid again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening
i want to read good news
i want to go to sleep at night again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening
Death doesn't scare me. A life without him does.
i got the picture from:
mysteryheart.deviantart.com/art/Pigeon-Flight-2-159601411
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T Shirt Design for HIM
The Dirt Floor was kind enough to sport me on their Page. check em out:
www.thedirtfloor.com/2010/05/10/the-art-of-casey-howard/
Thanks Pablo!
Kang Guru (6981 m) and Chombi (6704 m), P6479, Kechakyu Himal (5542 m), Gyaji Kang (7074 m), then Nemjung / नेमजुंग (7140 m) and Himjung (7092 m).
Thursday 22 November 2018: Dharmasala (4460 m) - Larkya La pass (5135 m) - Bhimtang (3720 m)
Manaslu Circuit Day 15
Route: Dharmasala / Dharamshala / धर्मशाला (4460 m) - Larkya La pass (5135 m) - Bhimtang / Bimthang / Bhimthang / बिम्थंग (3720 m)
Camp: Shushma's Lodge
After 4am bed tea and breakfast, we set off in the predawn dark on the trail tracking below the glacial moraine ridge, dawn rays hitting Pangpoche, Larkya North and Manaslu.
Gradually we left the grass and soil behind, moving onto stony stretches that become bouldered. You pick out the route by the poles set up to guide winter traders through the deep, deep snow.
Hot lemon and great views from the Larke Tea Shop at 4850 m then on over the boulder field. The final approach to the pass skirted shallow lakes frozen solid, before a final climb to the prayer flags at the pass. Once there, we added our prayer flags then celebrated with “Bombay” mix and Green & Blacks mini bars of chocolate, and enjoyed a last look at the views east. Farewell Gorkha District. Hello Manang District.
The Larkya La descent was gentle to start – which was good because the views west are stupendous: Lamjung Himal (6983 m), Annapurna II (7937 m), Kang Guru (6981 m), Kechakyu Himal (5542 m), Gyaji Kang (7074 m), Nemjung (7140 m), Himjung (7092 m), Himlung (7126 m), Panbari (6905 m), with the Thoche / Ponkar Glacier and Ponkar Lake below.
But soon the path became steeper, still rocky, and we were zig zagging down into the valley towards the weird solid blue waters of Ponkar Tal, which disappeared as we got closer to the moraine walls and turned southwards - the trail follows the route of the Salpudanda Glacier which merges with the Ponkar Glacier and Kechahyu Khola Glacier a little north of Bhimtang. Rocks and silence gave way to grass, shrubs and bushes; birds reappeared.
Revitalising veg noodle soup at Dangboche Kharka, then the final downhill stretch to Bhimtang and its surreal sunshine yellow chalets.
Our tents were on the edge of one of Bimthang’s wooden fenced corals with fine views of the west face of Manaslu.
Teatime segued into rakshi time, dinner, then bed. A long day, but a great one.
Plenty of people here too - we were already heading back to the mainstream. From here on in we’d find ourselves in busier places, as we drew closer to and eventually joined the Annapurna Circuit.
Read more about my November 2018 trek in Nepal on SparklyTrainers: Manaslu & Tsum with Val Pitkethly.
Guenter Seyfferth’s annotated photos (26) View from the Larkya La descent to the west and (27) View from the campsite Bimthang (3710 m) to the south on his Manaslu Himal page have proved very helpful for captioning today’s photos!
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