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Memphis watching me watching him, as he checks out the birds. He still fears my camera.
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München-Riem
ca. January 1975
HA-LBH
Tupolev Tu-134K
0350925
Malev Hungarian Airlines
Malev’s HA-LBH in basic Hungarian Government colours lined up for take-off on Riem’s runway 25.
Manufactured in May 1970 and delivered to Malev’s VIP department in August 1970. Operated as HA-925 for Hungarian Government between September 1972 and October 1974. Back to Malev as HA-LBH until wfu in July 1988. Preserved at Auto & Technik Museum Sinsheim since 1989. (Source: scramble.nl)
Detailed aircraft information from scramble:
www.scramble.nl/database/soviet/details/176_73434
This airframe as HA-925 with Hungarian Government at SXF in May 1974 (Hungarian People’s Republic titles on starboard side):
www.planeboys.de/images/SXF%20AirlineFotos/0_gvmt_af/g_m/...
HA-925 with Hungarian Government at LBG in 1974 (Magyar Népköztársaság titles on port side):
www.flickr.com/photos/151949185@N05/50869935797
HA-LBH preserved at Sinsheim, Germany, in August 2013:
www.flickr.com/photos/markp51/15051839291
HA-LBH preserved at Sinsheim, Germany, in July 2024:
www.flickr.com/photos/airshow-passion/53917346667
Scan from Kodachrome slide.
The father of all my babies in my ponds are back
I toad him into my garden
"You can take care of your own babies", I told him
He didn't look too happy for the responsibility
So that what happens when you kiss a toad
I didn't get a Prince
I only got loads of babies
Men.......
www.youtube.com/watch?v=taVMcphy_xc
Lol, it's Saturday isn't it - HEHE
🎶☂️☂️☂️☂️☂️🎶
عـلموه وربـي إنـي مـن غـلاته أعشـق تـراب مـشّت رجـله علــيه♥♥..
- i'm in love with him♥.♥ muwh muwh;*
Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly
abundantly above all that we ask or think,
according to the power that works in us, to
Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to
all generations, forever and ever, Amen.
My heartfelt thanks to you all my flickr friends for being there for me, caring, encouraging and praying for me. I appreciate your friendship and thank God for it.
So I have been out of town for a few weeks and I got back home this morning...and ....looks like Jack Frost paid me a visit! :P We have about 5 inches of snow outside omg!
And this has happened to me before...but there was this little cold Isul bear outside...looking so cold and homeless..well so of course I decide to adopt him and took him inside with me! XD These little Isul bears are notorious for doing this to me and play on my weaknesses for them <3 haha lol of course I can never resist!!!
Hehe but anyway, Glen is such a cute little bear isn't he ? I hope he will forgive me for being out there in the freezing cold!
I hope you all have been wonderful, I miss you! <3
A picturesque pond an hour north-east of Yangma offers a great restplace with fine views towards Chulima Himal, with Tinjung being the most prominent peak.
I was very lucky to be invited by a professional photographer friend to join him in his two man hide for the evening. He knew there were wild Tawny Owls in the area and hoped to encourage them to take some food in exchange for the odd photo. I have to say I have never tried to photograph something I can't actually see until the flash goes off! I had to sense the movement of the owl. I "saw" two Tawny's but have no idea whether I have photographed the same Tawny or two different ones. There was a bit of a territory dispute going on. An evening not to be forgotten.
Another view of my very tight leopard-skin dress, the kind of look which will give the potential client the right idea – without being too explicit and possibly embarrassing him in front of his important business contacts!
This is another of my contests! As usual, there are no rules. Express your enthusiasm, and try to influence the judges, in any way that you like!!!
Love and Kisses to All!
xxxxx
Lady Rebecca
MORE SODALITY NEWS!
Allow me to introduce to you the amazeballs ladies in the second pool of entries for our Sodality Try-outs in late August!! This group contains some real characters and hard triers – but will they qualify for the Sodality? (Which seems to be what every English Aristocrat wants for his trophy wife!)
Pledges entered in the second pool are:
Lady Arabella Crump ("Belle")
Always very busy on Chad Bronkhost’s websites, this blonde minx appears to be ultra-conservative in manner and attire on first acquaintance. Nothing could be further from the truth – and the fans adore the way this snobby and plummy-voiced English Rose transforms into a sexual wildcat when performing for the camera!! Recently married to the Duke of Wrexham, who has been beaming from ear-to-ear since the wedding!
Lady India Cuthbertson (“Indy”)
The ultra-sophisicated wife of Lord Harlech (owner of vast estates North Wales), this raven-haired beauty hales from Merseyside , where she came up through the vibrant pole-dancing and lap-dancing scene in Liverpool’s clubs and bars. India is the girl with the naughtiest, dirtiest-sounding laugh on the entire circuit (and she has the appetites to match!)
Lady Caroline Darbyshire (“Cara”)
Lady Caroline is a real handful! This stunning brunette has recently married Lord Angus Bleasdale, and has wasted no time at all in defiling the marriage bed in almost every conceivable way (with her groom’s hearty encouragement!!!). This beautiful vixen is off to a flying start as an adulteress and cuckoldress, and is my personal tip to top the scoresheets in our three-day event!
Lady Maud French (“Frenchy”)
Recently married to Lord Rockhampton, but previously a seasoned cuckoldress and top-end professional escort, this strawberry-blonde English Rose is (like lady Arabella Crump) a lady you would never imagine in a thousand years could get up to the disgraceful things that she loves doing!! Sven ‘Rockfist’ Shatterhand (Chad Bronkhorst’s chief rival in the booming genre of “snooty porn”) is mustard-keen to caste Lady Maud in one of his upcoming extreme productions.
Lady Chelsea Gascoigne (“Chaz”)
This gorgeous glamour model, polo-star and nude round-the-world yachtswoman is now married to Lord Barnes, who is several decades her senior. It’s her fourth aristocratic marriage in six years. Her outrageous escapades light up her husband’s life!
Lady Miranda Hastings (“Mandy”)
This scarlet-tressed temptress has recently married Lord Luton, the disgraced former Law Lord and her personal legal advisor (!!). One of Sir Harry Rakefield’s proteges, Mandy was a popular stripper and poledancer when Sir Harry introduced her to her future husband – an event which took place during a New Year’s Eve orgy at Lyndon Towers. Mandy is another girl that ‘Rockfist’ Shatterhand is keen to recruit for his website – but he may first have to fight of competition from Mr Bronkhorst!
Lady Katherine Kentridge (“Kato”)
Yet another keen horsewoman and strict disciplinarian, this dynamic brunette is very active with the Pratt’s Bottom Ladies Extreme Riding Academy. Kato is a dedicated Female Supremacist, who believes that men exist solely for the convenience of Women. She has recent married Lord Hammersmith, and believes that his vast wealth now exists entirely for her pleasure and amusement.
Lady Deirdre Mapplethorpe ("Deedee")
A statuesque blonde Dominatrix, this former catwalk model has been wedded for the past 18 months to the Duke of Middlesex, her third aristocratic marriage in the last five years. DeeDee has been running her own extreme BDSM website for some time. She also entertains wealthy clients from the aristocracy, City, government, and the military at her chic pad in Chelsea. If you have to ask how much, then you can’t afford her services! Needless to say, her hubby was - once upon a time - one of her clients!
Toodle-pip for now!
xxx
Lady Rebecca
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Well build quite type - whats not to love about him ♥♥♥
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my first half decent bird image of 2023. I even managed to get the particles in the air caused by him eating from the flowers
Several inches of fresh snow is not quite how I was hoping to start off April, but it sure makes for photogenic settings. I couldn't resist visiting this guy who was cooperative as always. I've yet to capture him in full display but have seen him perform this behavior more frequently over the past few days, so hopefully after a week of nice weather things will start getting interesting.
Met him today. We took pictures, he turned out to be a boss.
Anna Brizown also does amazing MUA.
Ok first things first, I'am not a fan of this promotion, I know it makes good business sense for Lego, but I resigned myself to not chasing mr gold down or paying any extra cash to get him.
So why is there a wopping great picture of him above... Well believe it or not I found him in my local store after only buying 5 packs, after picking myself off the floor I had a decision sell or keep? I normally buy one box of each series,but with this series and the mr g promo I decided not to and save some money ( as I would never get one so why try ) which is why I bought the loose packets. Can I just say even now I can't believe I picked one out at random ( no feeling the bag honest ! ) and then I thought this is how Lego wants kids to feel when they find one happy beyond belief.
So I am keeping him, so that every time I look at him I can feel 7 years old again....
This guy was sitting, or sleeping I think, on the metal door to our boiler room outside in the garden. It didn't bother him a bit that I was moving in and out so close to him snapping away.
He was actually facing towards the ground so it was a bit of a struggle to get in a good position without throwing my back out due to the height he was at....too high for me to crouch and too low for me to stand.
If any of the neighbours had seen me sliding up and down the door with my body they'd probably have thought 'what's that nutter doing?' 😜
Taken using the Laowa CF 65mm F 2.8 CA-Dreamer Macro 2X lens on my Sony A6000
Thanks for taking the time to view my image. Your comments, faves & constructive criticism are greatly appreciated.
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“Has any bear seen Barnaby? I think the man is looking for him so he can make his usual mess of our picture.” Said Posh Bear looking around his friends for help.
“Not today, Posh, I saw him just before last sleep.” Said Bertie trying to think when that was.
“Me neither, Posh, I am sure he will be found soon.” Said Sky feeling self-assured that his friend was not lost.
They all heard a little laugh and then a voice that sounded a little like that of Barnaby but slightly muffled.
“I’m here all the time. You can’t see me though because I am hiding in campyflauge like a secret agent.”
“Where are you Barnaby, the man is looking for you?”
“It is a secret Posh, I am on a secret mission and so must not reveal my identity or where I am.”
“Barnaby, what is your secret mission?” Asked Bertie looking confused.
“I can’t tell you, Bertie, it is a secret. In fact, it is so much a secret that even I do not know. What I do know is that hiding and being cabbageflauged is good fun. I think I am very good at it for none of you can see me and even the man is not seeing me.”
“Can you give us a clue as to where you are, Barnaby?” Asked Posh Bear.
“No, that is a secret, plus, I am not sure that I know. Posh, I think I have decided that when I become a genius, like our best friend Sky, I want to become a secret agent.”
“Barnaby, do you know what a secret agent does?” Asked Sky sounding like he was fed up with losing all the attention he normally gets.
“Of course not, silly Sky, that is why they are called secret agents. I do know they have to be good at countryflauged just like me. Anyway Sky, you being a genius like you are, I am surprised you do not know already.”
“As it happens Barnaby, I do know what a secret agent does.” Said Sky confidently, even if he didn’t really know.
“Sky, can you tell me then please? I think I do need to know before I devote myself to this calling.”
“Of course not, silly Barnaby. It is a secret and that is why they are called secret agents.” Said Sky grinning ear to ear.
“Okay, I don’t mind, I will ask Ellie and see if she knows when I find her. Has anyone seen Ellie about please?”
“No Barnaby, perhaps she is also camouflaged.” Said Bertie and they all giggled even Barnaby.
“I would not be surprised Bertie, is a lot of fun.” Said Barnaby.
Moments later the man having given up on finding Barnaby set his camera up and took the photograph.
Just as the man was taking the photograph a little voice was heard by the bears.
“Bertie, what is camouflaged?”
“It means it is hidden away, Barnaby, just like you.”
“Like cabbageflauged I suppose.” Replied Barnaby feeling very satisfied that his mission had gone off successfully.
A friendly chick waiting for his parents come and give him food. Also, I'm going to take a break for probably the rest of summer from photographing birds since something unpredictable happened, which will steal quite some time from me, so I'll see you all in Autumn...
Elevation 7,138 m (23,419 ft)
Location Uttarakhand, India
Range Gangotri Group, Garhwal Himalaya
Prominence 1,594 m (5,230 ft)
Coordinates 30°44′59″N 79°17′28″E / 30.74972, 79.29111
First ascent June 13, 1952, by Lucien George and Victor Russenberger
Its the highest mountain group of the Western Garhwal. Chaukhamba has four summits, along a northeast-southwest trending ridge. The four peaks have heights of respectively 7138mtrs , 7088mtrs , 6995mtrs ,6854mtrs
Its main summit, Chaukhamba I, is the highest peak in the group. It lies at the head of the Gangotri Glacier and forms the eastern anchor of the group. It is located west of the Hindu holy town of Badrinath.
After unsuccessful attempts in 1938(Swiss Garhwal Expedition: Andre Roche) and 1939, Chaukhamba I was first climbed on June 13, 1952, by Lucien George and Victor Russenberger (Swiss members of an otherwise French expedition). They ascended the northeast face, from the Bhagirathi-Kharak Glacier
Captured him while trekking in Jamnamarathur hills near my native. He seems to be pondering over something !!!
Have a nice day, friends !!!
கொள்ளித்தேள் கொட்டிக் குதிக்கின்ற பேய்க்குரங்காய்க்
கள்ளமனந் துள்ளுவதென் கண்டோ பராபரமே !!!
தாயுமானவடிகள் பராபரக்கண்ணி
Red Light District has some really naughty items out this round! Come check it out July 15th - 12pm SLT noon!
"Him & I"
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SA7AIQw-7Ms
Credits:
[Aleutia] Jesslyn (Maitreya): @ RLD July 15th
Thirst: THIRST-XHARNESS @ RLD July 15th
{Ghoul} Runa Legband: @ RLD July 15th
Figure 8: Narcissus Mirror RLD July 15th
Never Totally Dead...: Bar Stool RLD July 15th
Ahegao - Crystal Collar: RLD July 15th
DOUX - Lucia Hairstyle [M]
.03 [ kunst ] - Vintage photo backdrop RARE
.03 [ kunst ] - Vintage chair
.07 [ kunst ] - Vintage studio soft lamp (a)
Catwa Lona Head
Maitreya Lara Mesh Body
From time to time photography makes only sense to me if I follow a project - a serie of photos.
Two weeks ago there was this foggy day in my town Hamburg and this was the opportunity since I always wanted to do foggy shots.
I remember a photo of a guy here at Flickr who took a shot of a playground in front of skyscrapers at a foggy day. Unfortunately I can not find him here anymore but I want to follow his idea.
So here we go: my little PPbN serie is born
sounds that will make him exhilarated and alive, or quiet and calm... As a matter of fact, one of the greatest sounds of them all—and to me it is a sound—is utter, complete silence :-)
André Kostelanetz
zinnia, sarah p duke gardens, duke university, durham, north carolina
[13:15] Eamon Cale slowly climbs the steps to Yuri's door. His face is difficult to read, a careful lack of expression that almost masks the shadow of concern in his eyes. It deepens when he sees the door standing open. He enters, silent as a shadow himself, and closes the door behind him. The room beyond is empty, silent as a tomb, and it takes him a moment to find the door hidden to the right of the kitchen. He enters the room beyond without a sound, only his gentle, rasping voice. "Yuri?"
[13:18] Sayuri Ushida let out a faux, rasping breath, the sound being lost in the bible that she was clutching so dearly to her bosom. Eamon would recognize it as one of the bibles that sat in the pews..."I....I figured you would come, Padre...." She forced a small smile on her lips, her fangs peeking out of her mouth. "I'm sorry....." She had been saying those words over and over to herself for the past few days...whether they were meant for her or for God was yet to be determined. "Come sit with me?" Her eyes pleaded as she weakly motioned to the chair, that bible easily slipping from her grasp and tumbling onto the floor.
[13:21] Eamon Cale quietly crosses the room. His boots thump softly with his steps, that half-off gait that's his signature now bringing him to her side. Slowly, he takes a seat in the dark chair beside her bed, and folds his hands between his knees as he looks at her. "There is nothing to apologize for," he says, and reaches out to take her hand. His eyes are shadowed with more than concern now; it's a grim and gentle sorrow. "I couldn't let ye do this alone."
[13:25] Sayuri Ushida gently squeezes his hand with what little strength she had. "I never thought it would come to this, Eamon...I always thought....that I was stronger than the evil....Maybe...there really is no hope for those like me. I've killed, I've beaten, I've cursed others to this life that I am trapped in....It never ends, does it?" Her voice was childlike, the worry and fear of what was to come now evident. "All I wanted...all I ever wanted....was to be free. And to never be alone.....at least God had finally answered my prayers..." She brought his hand to her cheek and brushed against it, much like a feline would do. "I hope....my letter didn't disturb you too greatly..."
[13:31] Eamon Cale's fingers gently thread with hers. He strokes his knuckles over her cheek, then leans forward, clasping her hand between his broad ones. It is a death bed, of that he has no doubt. He has sat at the bedsides of the dying too often; there's a feel to the room, a hush of expectancy found nowhere else. "Disturb me?" He pauses. "No. Worried me, aye." He unfolds one hand and strokes her hair back from her brow, a touch tender as a father with a child. "Freedom, like all things worth having, lass... it comes with a price. This is not a life God intended for ye."
[13:36] Sayuri Ushida almost seemed to purr under the touch as more and more of her original self started to show. "Padre....do ya' realise 'ow long it's been...since I 'ave felt genuine warmth?" Crimson tears started to well up in her eyes, though they were blackened due to the drying blood within her. She never wanted that touch to leave, but she knew deep down it wouldn't be long until she was freed from her icy prison. "I was...readin' Oedipus Rex before I wrote that letter to ye'....made me wonder...maybe this -is- what God 'ad planned all along...maybe he wanted ta' free me from whatever the devil 'ad in store....Like Oedipus...I tried ta' avoid fate....but it came aroun' full circle an' bit me, no pun intended...." Her eyes begin to droop as she focuses her attention on the warmth coming from his hand. "Such a comforting touch....we've been 'ere before...wit' you by me bedside, comfortin' me an' chasin' away me fears. Yer a father ta' me, in more ways then one, Eamon..."
[13:42] Eamon Cale's expression gentles; his eyes are dark, and shining in the room's dim light. "I believe everything happens for a reason, aye. 'Tis all free will--I don't believe we are predestined to be one thing or the other--but every action we take, right or wrong, God weaves into His plan. Perhaps..." He covers her hand in both of his once more. "Perhaps ye were meant for me, too. To help me better understand. I'm more than... priest, to hybrids and Midian's poor in spirit." The words remind him of her Bible study, the brightness of the center, how hard she had tried to fight the nature she'd been given. "Even the so-called monsters," he says softly, "have a God-shaped hole inside them. Ye taught me that, Sayuri." He smiles quietly. "Mo."
[13:47] Sayuri Ushida felt a peaceful calm wash over her as she heard his words. Never had she dreamed that she'd be one to help better a priest. "God does 'ave a funny way o' workin', dun' he?" A geniune, angelic smile came to her lips as what was left of that false personality melted away. It was no longer Sayuri the vampire laying on that death bed...no, it was without a doubt, that impish feline with a knack for melting people's hearts and making their days just a little bit brighter. "It's almost time fer me ta' go, Eamon....I ain't never been to a funeral, so I ain't to sure what to do....an' if I see God, do I call him 'Sir?'" She managed a small, almost unheard laugh. That was the thing about Mo...even in dark times, she always had been able to make light of situations.
[13:57] Eamon Cale searches the face of the frail lass before him, and feels his throat grow tight. His hand is once more gentle on her brow. "'Come to me,'" he whispers, "'all ye who are weary and burdened, and I will give ye rest.'" His face creases in a brief, melancholy smile at the soft, fading sound of her laughter. They had lost that bright lass, and only found her again now, with death waiting close by. "When ye see God, love, all will be well, whatever ye might say or do. Ye can't want wrong things in heaven. Your heart is your own." With a light thumb, he traces the sign of the cross upon her brow. "Through the holy mysteries of our redemption, may almighty God release ye from all punishments in this life, and in the life to come."
[14:00] Sayuri Ushida felt the room growing darker around her, her eyes falling completely shut. She had so many things she had wanted to do, to say...to live. But she knew well that her life had been over the second she was turned. All that passed from her was a last wish, a selfless one at that. "The Lord be with ye, Eamon...." Tears of dark sanguine trickled down her cheeks as she fell silent, her grip on his hand slowly fading until those slender fingers slipped from his completely. She was gone now, into that topoured state, and with a soft smile on her lips. If he were to focus, he may just hear her laughter, rejoicing with the angels that she was finally free.
[14:08] Eamon Cale's vision blurs; his voice is hoarse. "And also with you, lass." He watches her in silence, and feels the gentle clasp of her hand relax. Softly, he kisses her fingers, then he places her hand upon her chest. From an inside coat pocket, he draws out a clean handkerchief, and cleans her face of blood, revealing a look of peace. "May he open to ye the gates of paradise," he says softly, "and welcome ye to everlasting joy." Rising, he signs the cross over her, then with infinite care, he lifts the sheet beneath her and covers her body. His hands are deft, swift and sure, and the temporary shroud hides her gentle from prying eyes. With that, he picks her up in his arms, a slender fragile weight, and turns to carry her 'home.'
[14:12] Sayuri Ushida felt a tug from the 'other side'...she wasn't dead, nor living....just...at peace. She could see Eamon with her body...'Padre....can you hear me?' She mentally prodded at him. If he was as in tune as she had hoped, he would 'see' her...her true self, that neko he had met those many months ago. 'I'm safe 'ere Padre...an' warm....it's so wonderfully warm....Promise me ya' won't cry, kay? Fathers ain't supposed to cry...me mum and brothers say thank ya' fer takin' me home....I dun' think I'm gonna come back fer a long while, kay? But I want ya' ta' keep me updated...an' if you an' Elise ever have a baby, you damn well better name it after me! Remember...I'm always jus' a thought away...." Her voice fades, leaving him with a sense of calm that she had made it to where she had always wanted to be.
[14:18] Eamon Cale carries her through the door, through the front and into the perpetual twilight of a Midian afternoon. It's a body in his arms--there's no mistaking it, even without the makeshift shroud--but he holds her as if she's a very young child and he's carrying her to bed. His steps are swift, but his stride slows once, bringing him nearly to a stop. Maybe it's imagination, maybe it's the lack of sleep he's suffered for the past few days, but he can almost trick himself into believing her caught the flick of a familiar tail, and a voice is knows very well. He lifts his chin, listening to the wind sighing through the distant trees, a wind soft with promise... then with a faint nod, he continues on his way, Mo cradled in his arms.
[yes, I am more then aware that I bent some vampie rules, but it was for the sake of creativity, so nyah xD]
News about our sweetheart Mimo the Bunny: we brought him to a home for animals and they kept him in order to bring him up and return him to the wild - Mimo, namely is a hare and cannot survive as a pet.
We've also been told that he was only one day old when we found him and that it is common for adult hares to leave their babies anywhere. They come back every 12 hours approximately to feed them and leave again. The reason they leave their babies at different spots is for security reasons in case the little ones are attacked by some animal...
This basically means that we should not have taken this cutie in but I don't regret it since I saw the circumstances he was in and there was no escape for him anyway. That is why I am still sure that we saved his life.
A newborn hare is about 120g heavy, Mimo had 102 when we brought him to his new home. We hope that he will soon recover and will visit him soon. By the way, his cute tiny ears will become as long as his body in one week only. In one month he will be 1kg heavy and will be returned to the wild.
We will never ever forget him!
Explore #418
One morning, back in 2001, I embarked on one of my many bargain-hunting excursions with my childhood mate. Our plans included him taking me to a couple of his favourite NYC outdoor flea markets.
One could call me a skeptic long before it was supposed, so I really never thought I'd find a bargain in NYC - much less in trendy Chelsea. He & I had grown up in S.C. & had thrifted our way from there to NYC, so this market was more-or-less just supposed to be about spending a quality time with a mate.
After digging through many piles of crap that I knew these sellers had grabbed for nothing elsewhere & were selling for not-so-bargain, bargain prices, I stumbled across these four metal claw-foot, with glass ball end "thingies".
They were in a massive junk pile in a basket on the ground & I was immediately & inexplicably drawn to them. Without thinking, I'd decided I HAD to have them - whatever they were - and didn't know why.
I managed to haggle the merchant down to $5 and as the burly stall-holder was placing them in a paper bag, he explained they were old piano stool leg ends. I repressed a smile, because without knowing it, he'd answered the "I don't know why the hell I'm buying this" question rattling silently about in my mind.
You see, my Mum's a pianist. Growing up, she was actually the lady in church pianist. I remember sitting in the pews, watching her play & it made me feel so proud - that was MY MUM up there! My great Grandmother - long gone before I was born - had also been a musician. She was actually a music teacher - an educated woman in America - way before the education of women was the "norm".
So, there I was, in NYC, digging through piles of crap - the energy of my ancestor deftly guiding my hands to these objects I felt I HAD to have, but wasn't certain why. And before I even had the chance to contemplate the matter, here was this surly gentleman unwittingly tieing my illogical impulse purchase neatly together.
Sometimes, life seems so clear. Sometimes, we think it's clear & we have retrospect moments when we realise situations weren't as they had first appeared. Life gets messy. We tend to get mired in the insignificant & don't even know it's occurring.
On this day, in Chelsea, without expectation or want, I'd received a gift. I decided to honour this gift by designing a pot rack entirely around my find. The wall-mounts are adjustable Umbra curtain rod mounts (Bed Bath & Beyond), the white bars are simple wooden dowels (hardware store) painted white. The cast-iron skillets are my Grandmother's & the ends are, well you know what they are.
This wall's just to the left of my bedroom entryway & every time I walk through, I smile & remember the day my great-grandmother guided & spoke to me, though we had never met.
I try to stay humble & kind & to remember the simple things in life are the things which hold the most meaning. It is now 2008 & I am again reminded that wherever I go, the spirit & the strength of my ancestors surrounds me. For this, I am grateful. To you all, a loving thank you, for I know we shall meet one day.
photographer: a. golden, eyewash design: 01 Jan. 08, NYC
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Photo taken by Wilhelm Hell, scan kindly provided by him for inclusion on this page.
München-Riem
1974-09-11 (11 September 1974)
G-ASVO
Handley Page HPR-7 Herald 214
185
British Midland Airways (BMA)
G-ASVO with BMA on short final to Riem’s runway 07. This airframe was also noted at Riem on 30 April 1978 with Gulf Air on a lease from British Air Ferries.
Information from airhistory.net - thanks to Michael Röser:
Built 1964 as PP-SDG for SADIA, renamed Transbrasil 1972. BMA G-ASVO 1973, leased to Air Anglia 1975. Bought by BAF 1976 and succesively leased to Gulf Air, BIA, Air UK, Nile Valley, Libyan, AGIP. Painted for Aero Turbo Panama 1982 but not taken up. Leased to Guernsey Airlines summer 1983, operated by BAF from late 1983. Renamed British World 1993 and sold to Channel Express. Wing struck light post while taxying Hurn 8 April 1997 and damaged beyond repair. Cockpit section initially survived at Highland Air Museum.
Registration details for this airframe:
rzjets.net/aircraft/?reg=442426
G-ASVO with Handley Page Aircraft at FAB in September 1964:
abpic.co.uk/pictures/view/1056139
This airframe as PP-SDG with S.A.D.I.A. at Santos Dumont ca. 1966:
pt-br.facebook.com/propliner/photos/the-sadia-handley-pag...
PP-SDG with Transbrasil in January 1973:
www.airlinefan.com/photos/memberdir146/watermarked/large_...
G-ASVO at EMA in March 1973, still in Transbrasil colours:
www.flickr.com/photos/53277566@N06/6680933345
G-ASVO with Air Anglia at ABZ in 1975:
www.flickr.com/photos/105925977@N03/51320170747
G-ASVO with British Island Airways at JER in May 1975 (basic BAF colours):
abpic.co.uk/pictures/view/1278682
G-ASVO with British Air Ferries at SEN in March 1978:
imgproc.airliners.net/photos/airliners/3/9/9/1814993.jpg
G-ASVO leased to AirUK at LHR in July 1980:
www.airhistory.net/photo/509701/G-ASVO
G-ASVO leased to Libyan Arab Airlines at MLA ca. 1981:
www.flickr.com/photos/154191970@N03/37367212476
G-ASVO with BAF at CVT in October 1981 (incomplete colours):
www.flickr.com/photos/131806380@N05/25643884768
G-ASVO in Aero Turbo Panama colours at BSL in February 1983:
www.jetphotos.com/photo/9280719
G-ASVO with BAF/Guernsey Airlines at LGW in August 1983 (incomplete colours):
www.flickr.com/photos/nickopix/15064824914
G-ASVO with BAF/Guernsey Airlines at SEN in October 1983:
www.airhistory.net/photo/673420/G-ASVO
G-ASVO with British Air Ferries (later colours) at LTN in November 1988:
www.flickr.com/photos/105925977@N03/31494636653
G-ASVO with Channel Express at NCL in April 1995:
www.flickr.com/photos/131806380@N05/25643884768
G-ASVO’s cockpit section at Morayvia, Kinloss, in October 2018:
www.flickr.com/photos/62861611@N08/51779413439
Scan from Kodachrome slide.
Tempting him out of his powered down state, I offered to make him a little world that he could destroy and crush all the humans within. Haven't seen him this happy in ages. It really cheered him up!
With thanks to the awesome CatMacBride for the inspiration with the little buildings. Sophie and I had lots of fun making them together especially deciding how to make them three dimensional.