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Red hook Crit,
Fixed gear race in NYC, pretty amazing to watch guys bomb down the straight into the hairpin at the end, brakeless, and in big packs.
Loads of stacks.
This is the Mi-6A heavy transport helicopter (NATO designation Hook). It was built in a period were not a single рубль was expended on esthetics, it was all about function. It is unusual (as I am sure you can see) because it features quite large static wings as well as the more normal rotary wings. It caught my eye for a couple of reasons, first it is big. This picture cannot portray just how big it is, I have seem this helicopter on TV, but it doesn't prepare you for how big it is in real life. Second, not surprisingly, it is ugly. There is something about a machine that has been built to the bare basics that really appeals.
It requires a crew of five to fly and can carry up to 90 soldiers. Almost 900 were built over a twenty year period during the sixties and seventies.
Hardware: Canon EOS 5D Mk III
Lens: Canon EF 16-35 f2.8 L Mk II USM
Support: Gitzo 6x Carbon Monopod
Shot: ISO 160, 27mm, 1/200th Sec at f8
HDR: 7 shots at -2, -1 1/3, -2/3, +0, +2/3, +1 1/3, +2
Post: Nik HDR Efex Pro v2 by Google, Nik Silver Efex Pro v2 by Google, PhotoShop CC (all on iMac)
This solid brass coat hook comes from an "old federal building", according to the label on the back.
Being in Chicago, this likely means it originally hung somewhere in Henry Ives Cobb's Chicago Federal Building, demolished in 1965. I imagine dozens of them, lining the hallway of the judges' chambers... or in a cloak room off the lobby. Who knows.
I love the worn patina, the little voids and spots where the molten metal didn't quite fill, and the overall size and heft; it juts out 4" from the base, and stands nearly 5.5" tall. Feels like it's around a pound.
I hope to one day reproduce these in brass - maybe also a darkened bronze. It'd make a killer bathrobe hook, and I could even imagine a row of them, lined up on an exposed brick wall in a garage or barn.
It's a simple, utilitarian design that neither Melissa nor I have seen before. That's saying something, as we've looked at a lot of old hardware. At $25, we just couldn't pass up.
Found over the weekend locally on Craigslist.
Red hook Crit,
Fixed gear race in NYC, pretty amazing to watch guys bomb down the straight into the hairpin at the end, brakeless, and in big packs.
Loads of stacks.
I was only a young man
In those days. On that evening
The cold was so God damned
Bitter there was nothing.
Nothing. I was in trouble
With a woman, and there was nothing
There but me and dead snow.
I stood on the street corner
In Minneapolis, lashed
This way and that.
Wind rose from some pit,
Hunting me.
Another bus to Saint Paul
Would arrive in three hours,
If I was lucky.
Then the young Sioux
Loomed beside me, his scars
Were just my age.
Ain't got no bus here
A long time, he said.
You got enough money
To get home on?
What did they do
To your hand? I answered.
He raised up his hook into the terrible starlight
And slashed the wind.
Oh, that? he said.
I had a bad time with a woman. Here,
You take this.
Did you ever feel a man hold
Sixty-five cents
In a hook,
And place it
Gently
In your freezing hand?
I took it.
It wasn't the money I needed.
But I took it.
Red Hook Jazz festival, Brooklyn, 20.06.10
Todd Sickafoose's Tiny Resistors with Jonathan Goldberger, Mike Gamble, John Ellis, Alan Ferber & Ches Smith
John Hook speaking with attendees at an event titled "Who Killed Bob Crane?: The Final Close-Up" at the Walter Cronkite School of Journalism and Mass Communication at Arizona State University in Phoenix, Arizona.
Please attribute to Gage Skidmore if used elsewhere.
The angle that these hooks were interlocking at just seemed particularly appealing. Or maybe I had just got a bit bored with lilypads at this point.
John Hook speaking with attendees at an event titled "Who Killed Bob Crane?: The Final Close-Up" at the Walter Cronkite School of Journalism and Mass Communication at Arizona State University in Phoenix, Arizona.
Please attribute to Gage Skidmore if used elsewhere.
a possibly rare tunisian crochet hook that has an end like a circular knitting needle. You can crochet a whole afghan on this hook because you can fit a couple hundred stitches on it, if you really crowd the hook. I'm making a baby blanket with it right now. The hook is a "J" Boye hook. You can see it marked on the plastic disc end. Do they still make these? I got it from my grandma who probably bought it back in the 1970's when she worked at the Broadway in Ventura, CA.
This solid brass coat hook comes from an "old federal building", according to the label on the back.
Being in Chicago, this likely means it originally hung somewhere in Henry Ives Cobb's Chicago Federal Building, demolished in 1965. I imagine dozens of them, lining the hallway of the judges' chambers... or in a cloak room off the lobby. Who knows.
I love the worn patina, the little voids and spots where the molten metal didn't quite fill, and the overall size and heft; it juts out 4" from the base, and stands nearly 5.5" tall. Feels like it's around a pound.
I hope to one day reproduce these in brass - maybe also a darkened bronze. It'd make a killer bathrobe hook, and I could even imagine a row of them, lined up on an exposed brick wall in a garage or barn.
It's a simple, utilitarian design that neither Melissa nor I have seen before. That's saying something, as we've looked at a lot of old hardware. At $25, we just couldn't pass up.
Found over the weekend locally on Craigslist.
Red hook Crit,
Fixed gear race in NYC, pretty amazing to watch guys bomb down the straight into the hairpin at the end, brakeless, and in big packs.
Loads of stacks.
Hook Head is the oldest lighthouse in Ireland, and one of the oldest in Europe still operating. In the 5th century St Dubhan set up a fire beacon on the headland as a warning to mariners. After his death his monks kept the beacon going for another 6 centuries. Between 1170 and 1184 the Normans built the present lighthouse.
In 1665 King Charles II granted letters patent to Sir Robert Reading to erect a lighthouse at Hook Head, Co Wexford, Ireland.
It was built from local limestone and burned lime mixed with ox’s blood. The walls are 9 to 13 feet thick and 80 feet above the ground. Even today traces of the blood-lime mix can be seen coming through the paintwork.
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