Identity & Self Portraits
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Supposedly, these two rooms were used for identity parades in the old police HQ of Frankfurt. Now, it's just photographers looking for subjects.
Hair: .little bones. Rama
Pants: [Gild] Over all - Shiny Shabby
Tattoo: .Identity. Body Shop - Pure Heart
Shoes: -NOeditiON- Unisex Boots - @ The Epiphany
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Dress: *AGATA* - Erica Dress with Choker belt
Hair: *Barberyumyum*
Tattoo: .Identity. Body Shop - Remember forever
Pose: ::SenseS:: - Couple 169
ID bracelets were popular back in 1970. My Dad bought this one for me that year and I had a friend stamp my name on it albeit crudely. I had the clasp soldered so it couldn't be undone. I wore it well into the late 80's until I caught it on something and the links pulled apart. I should get it repaired.
HMM!
Macro Mondays: Father
The name tag measures 1.905 cm (0.75")
..... I’m an Easterner
I’m a Westerner
I’m from the North
And I’m from the South
I’ve swum in two big oceans
And I’ve loved them both. ....
Duke Redbird
I'm the wind from the Baltic Sea
And the bird who is free
I'm many things
And they are all precious to me ...
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"""""""" WHO AM I ????? I would really like to know that!!
So sorry, that I immediately barged in with a serious philosophical issue……
But yesterday I was just an ordinary square piece of paper, cozy on a pile with my family and friends.
Suddenly I had to do all kinds of stretching exercises to get into this shape and I really don't know what will happen next…….. missing my friends……feeling quite stressed……. Hopefully time will reveal it soon! """""""
A piece of paper having an identity crisis ;-))
Update: folding one unit (not quite ready though) of the origami model Roses and Thorns, opus 754
Design: Robert J. Lang
Diagrams in the Bogota Origami Convention Book 2022
Wishing you all a nice day, despite the weather conditions, much rain here…...
There was a time when we thought that the Anglican Church was as unchangeable and as permanent as the English weather, that the red telephone cubicle was part of an identifiable English character, and that the equally red letter box would be eternal.
"Oh, oh, you think you're special
Oh, oh, you think you're something else"
The Anglican Church is no longer what it used to be - and its majority is no longer "English". English weather is now a matter of unpredictable surprises, telephone cubicles have been superseded by smart phones, and the Royal Mail is neither royal nor reliable in its delivery of letters. And the English character? You tell me. We in the UK are living among fossilised objects, and if new life is springing up it will in all likelihood have little to do with the Anglican Church, the Royal Mail and Englishness. Let me put it bluntly, it is immigration that is blowing new life into a sclerotised and inelastic body. Leica M8, Voigtlaender 35/1.4.
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Your identity is like your shadow: not always visible and yet always present.
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In Thailand we have song thaews - literally means two benches. These are converted trucks with bench seats in the back for a hop on, hop off bus type system with a flat fare. There are also tuk tuks which are like posh motorbike taxis. This vehicle in Laos seems to by a hybrid of the two!
... I'll be the one, if you want me to ♬
Hair: .Entwined. - Rose @ Uber
Tattoo: .Identity. Body Shop - Sober Thought @ Kinky Event
Cigarette: [ kunst ]
A snatched grab shot in the supermarket as the citrus fruit here looked quite bright as required for this week's Saturday Self Challenge 14/12/2024 -- Bright & colourful !!
Problem is , I thought I was taking a shot of limes - some ripe and some not .But , the price ticket at the bottom of the tray it said " Loose Lemons " !
Whatever they are , the choice this week was very limited for bright and colourful subjects with the cloud hiding anything worth taking outside !!
Thinking about it , they must be limes , if they were lemons it would be a tray of cars with one problem after another !!
The only Lemon song I can think of has to be this one --------
At the ADM plant in Enderlin, this ex IC GP10 resides as the switcher. It appears this did receive a new paint job at some point, but it has faded significantly over the years, and the IC heritage is now quite apparent. Not much info I could find on this locomotive, but it was a neat find. In light of recent news, I went to the tornado path online, and found out this photo was taken less than a mile from where the EF5 had struck. Can't imagine what it must have been like that night.
i was at the plaza mayor in madrid, a cold drink in the warmth of a café. i’d stepped away for a moment, just a quick visit to the washroom. on my way back, i saw him - of the men behind the bar, leaning against a black wall, his profile lit faintly by the glow of the room. he had tattoos that spoke of stories, a dragon curled along his skull, fierce and intricate. i asked for a portrait; he nodded, wordless.
against that dark background, his face carried the weight of something unspoken, his dragon looking out as if guarding secrets. the café buzzed around us, oblivious. in that moment, it felt like the world paused for this frame, this story etched in ink and light.
Does anyone know the identity of this plant. I like that it has two colours of flowers on the same stem.. From a bouquet.
25313 [possibly] heads away from Bayston Hill towards Condover in circa August 1981.
My reason for saying 25313 is because of the position of the 'dominos' and the slightly different heights of the electrification warnings.Of course this could be more common than I realise. I await to be educated by the more knowledgeable.
I'm fairly certain that this is 1981 as I don't recall this working after around 1982. But then I was someone who used to just arrive at the lineside and photograph whatever turned up.
I'd love to identify this branching tree with its rather stiff fern like leaves. Very unusual for northwestern CT.
I am an only child and what that really means is that I spent a great deal of time learning how to exist in the world both alone and lonely. Unlike many kids today who grow up with constant entertainment through the internet screens, I had to learn to use my imagination to fill my extra time. It also meant that I had to get used to having strong feelings and have no place for them outside of myself.
For many years when I was a kid, I really wanted to have as many friends as possible and be the popular one at school. But, I soon realized I had developed opinions that were very different from most kids at school. For instance, I hated Barbie (still do!) and I thought Vanilla Ice was.a thief and that Freddie Mercury (though dying of AIDS at the time) should make him rue the day he ever stepped in front of a microphone. (Most of my friends were developing dance routines to "Ice Ice Baby". So yeah...). For the record, I still detest the person and the song.
You can try to make friends and influence people but if you're a person like me, you tend to think you've given up something genuine about yourself that way. Eventually, you realize you are better off alone.
Then, Cinchel came along and I really couldn't believe it was possible to have this kind of connection with another human. I know some would rather be solitary forever but, for me, the thought of losing him is devastating.
Still, after Trump won the election recently, maybe my old solitary child need for space reappeared. Basically, even if you surround yourself with well meaning people, you can still never escape your own self. I had friends and family calling but I just wanted to be away from everything, especially my own head space. And, when you work in a public sphere and you have to function and not fall apart and succumb to hysterical crying all day, it is exhausting to say the least. I realize we all do this to some extent unless you're the human on the street corner literally screaming non stop until someone attacks or arrests you. There is a persistent sense in my mind, though, that there are a great deal of people who are disinterested and don't connect the impact of choices or lack of choices. Maybe they end up happier or not....I'm not really sure. No one can ever truly know what is like to be another human being.
In any case, when you reach a certain level of depression, you don't even want people around you who you care for deeply because you don't want them to have to witness you at your worst, even when they are willing. It is likely that, as in that expression "You contain multitudes" that we are not so simple as we appear on the surface. There are quite a few complex layers of human consciousness to contend with and they might not all agree with each other.
Today is Thanksgiving in America, which is nice that we have one day designated to be grateful for others while the other 364 days we are competitive, bitter, and spiteful. Well, I try not to be this way. But, you see it with extreme capitalism that these systems drive us to the point of being different selves and ones I wouldn't want to have even a basic conversation with.
Let's be thankful for those humans who have seen our true selves and still choose to share some of their time on Earth with us. We can be thankful for solitude too..for quiet moments and presence within moments without the world weighing on us.
I don't define myself by other people but I doubt I would still exist in this reality as a living breathing entity without certain people.
I hope you find peace today.
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Looks like CSX U36B #5797 (former SCL 1847) never quite made a complete transition to the Blue & Gray.
Seen here working ex-L&N Siebert yard at Mobile, AL on 13 February 1993 with GE MATE #5204 (former SCL 3204).
The 5797 later went to TTI.
Probably because they sold both beer and wine but I really don't know.
I have no reason to post this other than I like the colours and the light and shade- as well as the straight lines and curves.
This place closed long ago. We never went there but I akways thought In should take a photo eaxch time we passed by.