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Schloss Mirow wurde ab etwa 1709 als Witwensitz für Herzogin Christiane Aemilie Anthonie von Mecklenburg-Strelitz errichtet. Baumeister war Joachim Borchmann. Im Herzen des Baus hat sich der hochbarocke Festsaal des italienischen Stuckateurs Giovanni Battista Clerici in seiner ganzen Pracht erhalten. Kaum ein Besucher würde bei der äußeren Bescheidenheit des Schlosses solch einen fulminanten Saal erwarten. Zu den unerwartet prachtvollen Raumkunstwerken gehören auch jene des friderizianischen Rokokos. Der Eintritt Preußens in den Siebenjährigen Krieg verursachte in dem benachbarten Königreich einen fast völligen Stillstand der baulichen Aktivitäten. Die Künstler suchten nun anderswo nach neuen Aufträgen. Dieser historische Umstand führte dazu, dass in Mirow eine zweite Umgestaltungsphase unter Herzogin Elisabeth Albertine begann, die von 1756 bis 1761 ihr Appartement mit originären friderizianischen Innenraumdekorationen von höchster Qualität ausstatten ließ.
Für die Kulturgeschichte ist das Gebäude ein Schatz von unersetzlichem Wert. Die Region des ehemaligen Herzogtums Mecklenburg-Strelitz hat nämlich dramatische Verluste im 20. Jahrhundert erlitten: Das Residenzschloss in Neustrelitz wurde im Jahr 1945 ausradiert. Im selben Jahr fiel auch das Neubrandenburger Palais der Zerstörung anheim. Die ehemalige Sommerresidenz Hohenzieritz hat kriegsbedingt im Inneren bis auf wenige Überbleibsel ihren fürstlichen Glanz verloren. Das Untere Schloss in Mirow brannte schon im 19. Jahrhundert vollständig aus. Somit ist das Obere Schloss das letzte und einzige Denkmal überhaupt, in dem sich die herzogliche Wohnkultur der Mecklenburg-Strelitzer Dynastie erhalten hat.
Trotz der idyllischen Abgeschiedenheit reicht die Bedeutung des Schlosses weit über Mecklenburg-Vorpommern hinaus – bis in die ganze Welt hinein. Die berühmteste Schlossbewohnerin ist Queen Charlotte, die von ihrem Gemahl König Georg III. von Großbritannien „mein Schatz aus Strelitz“ genannt wurde. Nach ihr wurden die Millionenstadt Charlotte in den USA und viele Landmarken weltweit benannt. Aber auch die beliebte Paradiesvogelblume, die Strelitzie, verdankt ihren Namen dem einstigen Mirower Lottchen. Ihr Bruder Adolph Friedrich IV. kam als Fritz Reuters schräger Herzog „Dörchläuchting“ zu zweifelhaftem Ruhm und ihre Nichte Luise sollte die berühmteste aller preußischen Königinnen werden Nach 1761, dem Tod von Herzogin Elisabeth Albertine, kam der Hof nur noch zu Beerdigungen nach Mirow. Nach dem ersten Weltkrieg und der Enteignung der herzoglichen Familie wurde der Bau museal genutzt, später wurde das Schloss Dienststelle der Wehrmacht. Eine erste Renovierung des langsam verfallenden Schlosses gab es 1953, als es zu einem Altersheim umgewandelt wurde, das bis Ende der 1970-er Jahre bestand. Von der Geschichte des Hauses, seiner Bewohners und seiner Rettung nach der Wende von 1989 erzählt eine moderne Ausstellung.im Erdgeschoss
Nach dem Schlossbesuch lockt die Ruhe im Park. Auf geschwungenen Wegen, am Ufer des Sees, in barocken Alleen oder auf der Liebesinsel lässt es sich herrlich lustwandeln. Hier verbindet sich das Naturerlebnis mit den Spuren der Vergangenheit auf idyllische Art und Weise. Schloss und Park Mirow sind Teil eines ganzen Ensembles auf der Schlossinsel. Hier gibt es noch zwei weitere architektonische Höhepunkte: das Renaissancetorhaus und die Johanniterkirche, zu der auch die Familiengruft des Strelitzer Herzogshauses gehört. Im barocken Kavalierhaus gegenüber dem Schloss befinden sich ein Welcome Center und ein Café.
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Mirow Palace was built from around 1709 as a widow's residence for Duchess Christiane Aemilie Anthonie of Mecklenburg-Strelitz. The architect was Joachim Borchmann. At the heart of the building, the Baroque banqueting hall by Italian stucco artist Giovanni Battista Clerici has been preserved in all its splendour. Given the outward modesty of the palace, hardly any visitor would expect such a magnificent hall. The unexpectedly splendid works of interior art include those of the Frederician Rococo period. Prussia's entry into the Seven Years' War brought building activities in the neighbouring kingdom to an almost complete standstill. Artists now looked elsewhere for new commissions. This historical circumstance led to the beginning of a second remodelling phase in Mirow under Duchess Elisabeth Albertine, who had her flat furnished with original Frederician interior decorations of the highest quality from 1756 to 1761.
The building is a treasure of irreplaceable value for cultural history. The region of the former Duchy of Mecklenburg-Strelitz suffered dramatic losses in the 20th century: The residential palace in Neustrelitz was wiped out in 1945. In the same year, the palace in Neubrandenburg was also destroyed. The former summer residence in Hohenzieritz lost all but a few remnants of its princely splendour during the war. The Lower Palace in Mirow burnt down completely in the 19th century. This makes the Upper Palace the last and only monument to the ducal residential culture of the Mecklenburg-Strelitz dynasty.
Despite its idyllic seclusion, the castle's significance extends far beyond todays state of Mecklenburg-Western Pomerania - all over the world. The most famous resident of the castle was Queen Charlotte, who was called "my treasure from Strelitz" by her husband King George III of Great Britain. The metropolis of Charlotte in the USA and many landmarks around the world were named after her. The popular bird of paradise flower, the Strelitzia, also owes its name to the former Charlotte from Mirow. Her brother Adolph Friedrich IV achieved dubious fame as Fritz Reuter's (a 19th century novelist writing in the Low German language) quirky duke "Dörchläuchting " (a half affectionate, half mocking Low German way of saying Serene Highness) and her niece Luise was to become the most famous of all Prussian queens. After 1761, the death of Duchess Elisabeth Albertine, the court only came to Mirow for funerals. After the First World War and the expropriation of the ducal family, the building was used as a museum and later became a Wehrmacht office. The slowly decaying palace underwent its first renovation in 1953 when it was converted into a retirement home, which remained in existence until 1978. A modern exhibition on the ground floor tells the story of the house, its residents and its rescue after the fall of communism in 1989.
After visiting the palace, the tranquillity of the park beckons. Take a leisurely stroll along the winding paths, along the shores of the lake, along Baroque avenues or on the Island of Love. Here, the experience of nature is combined with traces of the past in an idyllic way. Mirow Palace and Park are part of a whole ensemble on Palace Island. There are two other architectural highlights here: the Renaissance gatehouse and the Church of the Order of St. John, which also houses the family crypt of the Mecklenburg-Strelitz ducal family. The Baroque Cavalier house opposite the Palace houses a Welcome Centre and a café.
time... is the limiting factor again. always. it is irreplaceable. To my flickr friends, I say THANK YOU for the time that you are unselfishly sharing here. it makes this site alive.
Memories of Christmas Past. Shadow was our beautiful Russian Blue cat. Here she is in 2004 posing with my Christmas flowers. This was her last Christmas with us ...... she tragically disappeared one afternoon a few months later and we have mourned her loss ever since. We got her as kitten, at barely 3 wks old. She was our baby. Highly intelligent, she was a combination fire and ice, aloofness and tenderness. Unique, irreplaceable. We will always love you, Shadow!
"For the worst of it was not the lies that after all he was unable to utter, ready as he always was to lie for pleasure but incapable of doing so out of necessity, the worst of it was the delights he had lost, the season’s light and the time off that had been taken away from him, and now the year consisted of nothing but a series of hasty awakenings and hurried dismal days. He had to lose what was royal in his life of poverty, the irreplaceable riches that he so greatly and gluttonously enjoyed, to earn a little bit of money that would not buy one-millionth of those treasures."
― Albert Camus, The First Man
As I'm sure anyone who likes to read knows, Terry Pratchett passed away this week after an incredibly dignified, touchingly honest and typically irreverent battle with early onset Alzheimer's disease.
I can't remember a time when I wasn't a massive fan of his books, and with the Discworld series he created a world so real, with characters so meticulously detailed, complicated and believeable that ... well ... I could almost believe that they were, in fact, as real as you or me. MORE real even, because you could be anyone, you're on the other end of the internet. You could be a really advanced cat that's learnt to surf the web for instance, or a sharp-minded hamster with an irresitable thirst for knowledge.
The Discworld, and Terry Pratchett, have been a part of my life for more than 20 years and it seems weird to say this of someone I've never met but ... my world feels a little emptier now. It feels a little less joyful. An irreplaceable part of it has been taken away and things will never be quite the same again.
But, to paraphrase Granny Weatherwax, he aten't dead - not really ... not while we still have his words to read and enjoy for the rest of our incredibly lucky lives.
I'll leave you with this little bit of Pratchett wisdom, possibly my favourite TP quote and one that left me crying with laughter for an unhealthy amount of time:
"See a pin and pick it up, and all day long you'll have a pin"
That's deep *.
Strobist info: One SB700 rear centre at full power bounced off the ceiling. Fired by CLS.
* Or is it? This is the beauty of a Pratchettism, you never know if it's deeply philosophical, deeply scathing or deeply silly. Sometimes it's all three.
i am not sure it feels right to rush to flickr so soon after receiving the news. but i believe that tom probably, maybe would have wanted us to, as being active in this community was rather dear to him.
so here it is. the last shot, the last negative, taken with the m2 and the film you gave me on that same day, the last time i will ever have seen you, my one and only, irreplaceable honorary grandfather. I'm the one who is honoured.
thank you for everything.
Nha Trang Incense Tower sits on a prime beach front location. Looks a tad tacky but eye catching.
Having roots in China, India and Japan, incense is an irreplaceable part of traditional festivals and religious ceremonies in Oriental countries.
In Vietnam, in particular, incense offering is a harmonious combination of art and culture.
In Vietnamese, incense is known as “Hương” or “Nhang” (“Hương” in the North and “Nhang” in the South).
For centuries, Vietnamese people have burned “Nhang”, from modest temples to prestigious pagodas, from humble village huts to luscious houses. Incense is offered when a family member dies, a baby is born, or as a way to pray for and commemorate ancestors.
The Custom House (Irish: Teach an Chustaim) in Dublin, shot from Custom House Quay on a viciously cold late December morning when I was changing trains while travelling from Belfast to Kilkenny.
Originally built as a building for excise and revenue collection, it is now occupied by the government Department of Housing, Local Government and Heritage. It occupies a prime site on the north bank of the River Liffey.
The building of a new Custom House for Dublin was the idea of John Beresford, who became first commissioner of revenue for Ireland in 1780. In 1781 he appointed James Gandon as architect, after Thomas Cooley, the original architect on the project, had died. This was Gandon's first large scale commission. The new Custom House was unpopular with the Dublin Corporation and some city merchants who complained that it moved the axis of the city, would leave little room for shipping, and it was being built on what at the time was a swamp. Purchase of land was delayed and proved exorbitant and the laying of foundations was disrupted by the High Sheriff and members of the Dublin Corporation with a mob of several thousand. However, Beresford was determined to complete the project and ignored the protests.
Construction started in 1781, and for his assistants Gandon chose Irish artists such as Meath stone-cutter Henry Darley, mason John Semple and carpenter Hugh Henry. Every available mason in Dublin was engaged in the work. When it was completed and opened for business on 7 November 1791, it had cost £200,000 to build – a considerable sum at the time. The four facades of the building are decorated with coats-of-arms and ornamental sculptures (by Edward Smyth) representing Ireland's rivers. Another artist, Henry Banks, was responsible for the statue on the dome and other statues.
As the port of Dublin moved further downriver, the building's original use for collecting customs duties became obsolete, and it was used as the headquarters of the Local Government Board for Ireland.
During the Irish War of Independence in 1921, the Irish Republican Army burnt down the Custom House, to disrupt British rule in Ireland by destroying tax records. Gandon's original interior was completely destroyed in the fire and the central dome collapsed. A large quantity of irreplaceable historical records were also destroyed in the fire. Despite achieving its objectives, the attack on the Custom House was a setback for the IRA as a large number of Volunteers were captured either during the attack or when falling back.
After the Anglo-Irish Treaty, the Custom House was restored by the Irish Free State government. The results of this reconstruction can still be seen on the building's exterior today – the dome was rebuilt using Irish Ardbraccan limestone which is noticeably darker than the Portland stone used in the original construction. This was done to promote Irish resources.
Further restoration and cleaning of the stonework was done by an Office of Public Works (OPW) team in the 1980s.
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Stupid and murderous driver just drove from the left onto my main road outside of town ... It’s just terrible. I could still be sad every day about my beautiful irreplaceable bike. You can hardly buy this classic in this condition.
The driver's license must be withdrawn for life from these stupid drivers!
Before:
The United States Botanic Garden is a living plant museum that informs visitors about the importance, and often irreplaceable value, of plants to the well-being of humans and to earth's fragile ecosystems. More than 200 years ago, George Washington had a vision for the capital city of the United States that included a botanic garden that would demonstrate and promote the importance of plants to the young nation. Established by the U.S. Congress in 1820, the U.S. Botanic Garden is one of the oldest botanic gardens in North America.
The wind draws towards me whispers, dumb voices for many, but there lie spiritual companions, unseen but deeply felt. They are the echoes of ancestral wisdom, the whispers of those who walked the path before us. Through the veils of time, their rituals and traditions stand as pillars, shaping the contours of our identity.
In the sacred dance of life, we find ourselves in the embrace of uprooted roots, seeking to transplant the essence of who we are to new landscapes. Yet, the soil of our origins remains irreplaceable, a connection unbroken even as we venture into the unknown. It is the contradiction of being pulled in two directions, a yearning for the past while reaching for the future.
Uprooted roots, like echoes of forgotten songs, yearn for a soil they can no longer touch. They hold stories of distant lands and forgotten faces, their yearning a testament to the immutable ties that bind us to our origins. Just as these roots cannot be transplanted, the echoes of ancestral heritage persist within us, shaping our identities and coloring our perceptions.
Galloping against the wind, beneath the tempest of existence, we find ourselves engaged in a perpetual journey. It is a journey fraught with challenges and triumphs, a journey where the winds of change push us forward even as the storms threaten to overwhelm. Amidst this tumult, the companionship of our spiritual forebears whispers encouragement. They gallop alongside us in the currents of time, offering solace in moments of doubt and a steady hand when the path becomes treacherous.
The legacy of our ancestors are not stagnant tales, but living energies that inspire us to create our own narratives. As we walk the uncharted territories, we carry their courage, their love, and their dreams. In this symphony of existence, their voices are the timeless melodies that accompany us, harmonizing with the rhythm of our hearts as we navigate the enigma of life...
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Hi, music again with Ivano Fossati, italian song writer and singer. I have to admit i didn't know this song, but i am lucky to have a person in my life, a very special and irreplaceable one, who sent the link to listen it. Inside the lyrics we can find the awkwardness and the troubles we meet trying to build a "love". It's always hard and dangerous, maybe scaring but what we get repays us the blood and sweat we have on our hands....so...if everything collapses we would aks to have all rubble on us.
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La costruzione di un amore - Ivano Fossati
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Po4WJfrmUrg
La costruzione di un amore
spezza le vene delle mani
mescola il sangue col sudore
se te ne rimane
La costruzione di un amore
non ripaga del dolore
è come un'altare di sabbia
in riva al mare
La costruzione del mio amore
mi piace guardarla salire
come un grattacielo di cento piani
o come un girasole
Ed io ci metto l'esperienza
come su un albero di Natale
come un regalo ad una sposa
un qualcosa che sta lí
e che non fa male
E ad ogni piano c'è un sorriso
per ogni inverno da passare
ad ogni piano un Paradiso
da consumare
Dietro una porta un po' d'amore
per quando non ci sarà tempo di fare l'amore
per quando vorrai buttare via
la mia sola fotografia
E intanto guardo questo amore
che si fa piú vicino al cielo
come se dopo tanto amore
bastasse ancora il cielo
E sono qui
e mi meraviglia
tanto da mordermi le braccia,
ma no, son proprio io
lo specchio ha la mia faccia
Sono io che guardo questo amore
che si fa più vicino al cielo
come se dopo l'orizzonte
ci fosse ancora cielo
E tutto ció mi meraviglia
tanto che se finisse adesso
lo so io chiederei
che mi crollasse addosso
E la fortuna di un amore
come lo so che può cambiare
dopo si dice l'ho fatto per fare
ma era per non morire
Si dice che bello tornare alla vita
che mi era sembrata finita
che bello tornare a vedere
e quel che è peggio è che è tutto vero
perché
La costruzione di un amore
spezza le vene delle mani
mescola il sangue col sudore
se te ne rimane
La costruzione di un amore
non ripaga del dolore
è come un'altare di sabbia
in riva al mare
E intanto guardo questo amore
che si fa piú vicino al cielo
come se dopo tanto amore
bastasse ancora il cielo
E sono qui
e mi meraviglia
tanto da mordermi le braccia,
ma no, son proprio io
lo specchio ha la mia faccia
Sono io che guardo questo amore
che si fa grande come il cielo
come se dopo l'orizzonte
ci fosse ancora cielo
E tutto ció mi meraviglia
tanto che se finisse adesso
lo so io chiederei
che mi crollasse addosso
Sì.
The construction of a love - Ivano Fossati
The construction of a love
breaks the veins of the hands
mixing blood with sweat
if you have enough
The construction of a love
does not repay the pain
is like a high sand
by the sea
The construction of my love
I like to look up
like a skyscraper than a hundred plans
or as a sunflower
And I'll put the experience
how about a Christmas tree
as a gift to a bride
something that is there
and that does not hurt
And on every floor there is a smile
each winter to pass
each floor is a Paradise
to consume
Behind a door a little love
for when there will be time to make love
for when you want to throw away
my only photo
Meanwhile, I look at this love
that is closest to the sky
as if after so much love
worse yet the sky
And I'm here
and I wonder
enough to bite my arms,
but no, I'm just
The mirror my face
It's me love that I look at this
which is closer to heaven
as if after the horizon
there was still sky
And all that I wonder
so that if it ended now
I know I would ask
that comes down on me
And the luck of love
I know how that can change
after you say I did it to make
but it was not to die
It is said that looking back to life
I had looked over
that's great to see
and what is worse is that it's all true
because
The construction of a love
breaks the veins of the hands
mixing blood with sweat
if you have enough
The construction of a love
not repay the pain
is like a high sand
by the sea
Meanwhile, I look at this love
that is closest to the sky
as if after so much love
worse yet the sky
And I'm here
and I wonder
enough to bite my arms,
but no, I'm just
The mirror my face
It's me love that I look at this
that becomes as big as the sky
as if after the horizon
there was still sky
And all that I wonder
so that if it ended now
I know I would ask
that comes down on me
Yes
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Ya perdoné errores casi imperdonables.
Trate de sustituir personas insustituibles,
de olvidar personas inolvidables.
Ya hice cosas por impulso.
Ya me decepcioné con algunas personas ,
Ya abracé para proteger .
Ya grité y salté de felicidad.
Ya lloré escuchando música y viendo fotos .
Tuve miedo de perder a alguien especial
pero sobreviví !!
Y todavía vivo !!
No paso por la vida.
Y tú tampoco deberías sólo pasar ...
VIVE!!!
Bueno es ir a la lucha con determinación
abrazar la vida y vivir con pasión.
Perder con clase y vencer con osadía,
por que el mundo pertenece a quien se atreve
y la vida es mucho más para ser insignificante.
Charles Chaplin
We forgave mistakes almost unforgivable.
Try to replace irreplaceable people,
forget unforgettable people.
I've done things on impulse.
Since I was disappointed with some people,
We hugged to protect.
We screamed and jumped for joy.
We cried listening to music and viewing photos.
I was afraid of losing someone special
but I survived!
And still alive!
No way through life.
And neither should only spend ...
LIVE!
Well is going to fight with determination
embrace life and live with passion.
Lose with class and win with boldness,
that the world belongs to those who dare
and life is much more to be negligible.
Charles Chaplin
Goodness
A story based on several quotes made by the incomparable Mae West
“There are no good girls gone wrong - just bad girls found out”
Lucy and Cade, a pair of giggling, exceptionally well-dressed, wealthy parent young ladies, are taking a night stroll through some gardens located outside a large party venue.
They spy a long blonde-haired figure milling about up in the gardens ahead. Resplendently wearing a long ghostly white satin gown, real diamonds sparkling with amazing brilliance down along her full figure.
Feeling by the way she is dressed that she is one of their fellow party guests, the pair approached.
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Mae, sultrily taking a puff from her long thin cigarette, greets the two girls.
“Hello ladies, out for a stroll also?”
Lucy
“Yes we are, lovely party isn’t it, and the grounds outside are very peaceful.”
Reaching out her hand.
“My name is Lucy and this is my friend Cade.”
Mae takes up the girl’s hands in turn
“Very nice to meet you both. My name is Mae.”
Mae adds, whilst looking both young ladies up and down.
“If I may say, my the pair of you look just sumptuous. Those dresses you both wearing are very lovely, satin aren’t they? Absolutely Adorable.“
Both girls twitter
Lucy
“Thank you, Mae, we had a devil of a time picking and deciding what to wear this evening. Yours is very beautiful too. Is it a Doir like ours?”
Mae, lifting her gowns white skirt
“This old thing? I’m afraid you never heard of this designer. Arsene, I believed he was French. But Thank you for your compliments. You two are just the sweetest dolls .”
Cade and Lucy both blush, then begin to tell Mae how much fun they were having that evening.
Mae, after a few minutes of listening to the chattering girls, cuts in.
“Cade, Did I overhear you say your boyfriends are here with you two? I would love to be introduced. “
Cade
“Sorry Mae, I said they are not with us, they both had other plans. Lucy and I had to come alone to the party.”
Lucy
“Our parents don’t know we came without chaperones, otherwise they would not have wanted us to come out here on our own.”
Mae reassuringly
“No chaperones? Well, your secret is safe with me, have no fear of that. But why wouldn’t your parents have allowed you two to come alone my dears ?”
Cade giggles as she makes her dress swish.
“You know what parents are like. Afraid to let me go out alone dressed like I am, weren’t they now? Claim it attracts the wrong sort. But I’m not alone, Lucy is with me. And who really would care that I’m dressed like this?”
Mae,
“Good point Cade, I would have no idea who the ‘wrong sort’ are, nor why they would care how you are dressed this evening.”
Lucy, also giggling
“My parents were the same way also. Then, my Auntie, she said I shouldn’t ever go out alone wearing my evening jewels.
Mae
“Really Lucy? I wounded why your nosey Auntie would ever say such an odd thing?”
Lucy shrugs
“I asked her what she meant by it, couldn’t give me a reason. Silly bird. “
Mae
“I agree, it’s silly, jewels are made to be worn out. And I think it’s smashing that you two were daring enough not to listen to such frivolous advice and come out wearing them this fine evening.”
Lucy
“Parents can be such killjoys. and I’m glad too that I didn’t give Auntie a listen this time about not dressing up. I feel so very pretty.”
Cade shakes her pretty head in agreement.
Mae
“And you both are delightfully pretty this evening.”
Mae continued on
“Rather Sounds like you two have been having a brilliant time. I could show you around, but I would imagine your parents have also warned you about meeting up with strangers at parties.”
Cade sweetly
“They did, but your not a stranger. Your very sweet.”
Lucy chimes in
“No Mae, your not what they meant atoll to be wary of. We’re sure.”
Mae,
“My goodness, such dears. I really must give you both hugs for being so sweet.
Both girls gladly enveloped Mae in tight, all-encompassing hugs.
Mae
“Thank you. Never really sure why strangers are given a bad rap. You two are also strangers to me, and I have no worries.”
Cade
“Well said. We’re friends then. That’s decided. “
Lucy smiles at Cade. Brushing a rose petal off from her friend’s dress.
Mae, watching them
“Cade, your adorable frock is smashing. May I?”
Cade blushes, nodding her head.
Mae, caressingly stroking down along the rich satiny material of Cade’s expensive dress
“I’ve just come from the swan pond. They have the most downy soft wee ones, probably as soft and adorable as your shiny frock Cade. Would you like to see it?”
Cade
“Really, little baby swans? I would love to go and see them. What you say, Lucy?”
Lucy shakes her head, yes, magnificent diamond earrings glittering up and down their long length.
Mae smiling turns her head towards the dark woods.
“It’s not far. Come along you two, this will be fun!”
With youthful innocence, they both fall in step alongside Mae, who leads them down a winding path through the woods.
In their heels, progress is slow for Cade and Lucy. Mae is having no problems with her flat slipper-like shoes. After ten minutes of walking pass by...
Mae
“Ah, here we are, just up and around this bend. “
Cade
“Ooh can’t wait. This will be so such a lark.”
Lucy nods,
“Being out here in the woods away from everyone, this is so exciting. I could just imagine a highwayman or something is lurking about within them.”
Mae looks at the pair of party girls
“Lucy, you have quite the imagination, but I doubt there’s been a highwayman in the area for several hundred years. But let’s hush now, must be quiet. And yes this is quite exciting for me also. Very pleased to be out here alone with you two as company.”
Cade, stopping and looking around, possibly now a bit worried...
“I feel very safe out here with you Mae.”
Mae, patting both girls and squeezing their shoulders.
“Let’s get on with it then, my pretty ones.”
They turn the corner, reaching a disappointingly sinister-looking small black water pond, surrounded by deep woods.
Lucy, fingering the diamonds glittering along her gown’s shiny top
“Where are the baby swans?”
Mae puts out her cigarette on a tree.
Give it time my dears. Lucy, your earrings are amazing, may I?”
Lucy, holding back her hair as Mae runs them through her fingers.
“Thank you, Mae. Can’t believe my Auntie really tried not to let me wear diamonds out this evening. They make me feel like a princess. “
Mae
“And so you do look like one. I’m so glad you didn’t fall for your Aunties foolishness. Your earrings are just too gorgeous.”
Mae, turning to Cade
And you also Cade, your jewels are just the most delicious things. May I have a closer peek at those absolutely adorable rings you have on?
Cade, turning away from her vigil over the dark waters of the pond, obediently holds out her hand with its ring-encrusted fingers.
Mae looks them carefully over, taking in Cade’s flashy diamond bracelet as well.
“Cade, these are just brilliant, thank you for allowing me to look at them up close. You’re a perfect dream wearing these.”
Cade, blushing, placing the same hand on her shimmery necklace dripping down from along her throat
“Your welcome Mae, I feel like I’m in a dream wearing them. But for goodness sakes, what beautiful diamonds you have on, simply the cat's pajamas.”
Mae, smiling like the cat who got the canaries.
“Actually Cade, goodness had nothing at all to do with it !”
Lucy giggles nervously as she feels a chill for some unknown reason.
“Mae, that’s funny, whatever do you mean by ‘goodness had nothing to do with it ?”
Mae
“That’s a good question, Lucy. Would you and Cade like to hear a story I have that may explain?
Both Cade and Lucy nod their heads, as their diamonds flicker with amazing brilliance in the small moonlit glen.
Mae begins her “Goodness” tale
“Well, there was once a snooty young mother who had come from a wealthy family. She loved to dress up in fancy clothes and jewels. She had her snotty young daughters dress up in the same manner. And unlike your parents Lucy and Cade, she saw no reason that they should not be allowed out exploring alone when dressed up, even when wearing good jewellery.”
Mae pauses as Cade and Lucy shake their heads in agreement. Their desirable jewels twinkling out.
Mae continued
“And the husband and father being a member of parliament, the 3 of them were out on their own, a lot.
On the evening of my story, all three girls were attending an evening wedding reception at a venue much like this. The young mother was wearing a silk white blouse with a long shiny black skirt, her daughters, much like you two, were clad in satin evening dresses. All three were wearing real pearl jewellery. The daughters were also wearing diamond hairpieces their mum had put in, taking them from her own jewel case.
Later that evening, Ruby, the sulky youngest daughter (15) jealous that her Mum and older sister (17) are dancing, decided to go out alone to explore the gardens.
Now image a 15-year-old, formally dressed up, wearing real pearls and diamonds, outside walking alone? What would your Auntie say to that Lucy?”
Lucy and Cade both giggle.
Lucy
“She would have her knickers up, that’s for sure. When I was 15, she once insisted I change out of a silk blouse and remove my pearl necklace and ear studs before allowing me to go out to the theatre with my chums.”
Mae, chuckling
“That’s bollocks.”
Cade giggling
“ I remember her doing that, it was after your birthday party. She even tried to get me not to wear my rings as I went with you. She would have handcuffed Ruby to keep her from leaving I bet.”
Mae
“Well, actually the odds are in one's favor that nothing would normally have happened to Ruby. Especially as she was exploring the gardens alone, or so Ruby thought.
But then, from behind the wooded side of a hedge, she hears an odd noise, like someone is whispering for her from behind the hedge. Ruby goes around to the other side. A lady is sitting on the workman’s wood bench, staring into the woods. She dressed like she would have attended the same party as Ruby. A black velvet dress and shimmery diamonds.
The lady jumps as Ruby approached.
“My you startled me, thought I was alone with my thoughts out here. Well now, you are a pretty one. That’s a lovely red gown you have on, it almost looks like real satin.
Ruby
“It is real mum, my mother had it specially made for me.”
Lady on bench
“Hmmm, she said. Aren’t you rather young to be dressed in a real gown? I don’t know if I believe you. I suppose you’ll be telling me next your lovely pearls are real?”
Ruby
“But they are mum, mother said they were ir..ir..irreplaceable !”
Lady on bench, chuckling
“Shouldn’t be fibbing child. Next, you’ll be telling me your hairpiece is made of real diamonds.
Ruby, under duress, kicks a stone.
“Of course they are, came from mother’s case now, didn’t it?”
Lady on bench
“Listen to your stories child, and be careful of ruining those glittering red shoes you are wearing. Now come closer so I can have a good look at your supposedly real satin gown .”
And Ruby defiantly approached the lady to show her how wrong she was.
Mae paused and looked over at Cade and Lucy.
Both girls asked in unison…”What happened?”
Mae smiled as if she had a secret.
“Well, two hours later a pair of kitchen workers were sneaking a smoke and a beer back behind the garden hedges came upon a rather odd scene on the workman’s wood bench. A young girl, wearing only her red silk slip, was hog-tied to the bench. Gagged with her silk stockings.
Poor Ruby had not been alone in the gardens. A thief had been watching her, had set a trap to lure Ruby off the beaten path.”
Mae continues on with her story
“When Ruby walked up to the lady, her dress was touched and examined.”
Lady
“That is real satin, so that would mean you're not lying about your pearls being real also ducks?”
Ruby, sticking out her tongue
“Told you so, didn’t I now you twit. Mother always gives me the best!”
Lady
“Ruby, I once met someone dressed like you. She went out alone for a stroll and was mugged!”
Ruby
“Who was she?”
Lady, producing a small silver pistol
“It was you. Now hold still while I remove your pearls.”
Ruby was then held up for her jewels, had her gown and shoes stripped off, was gagged and tied up to the bench. Then after one last too thorough search of Ruby’s figure, the lady thief lit a cigarette and calmly walked off through the woods.”
Cade and Lucy both shudder.
Mae sniffs and reached inside her purse fumbling for something.
Lucy
“I wouldn’t have fallen for that. I’m too cautious.”
Cade sniffing also
“That’s a very sad story Mae. Where you perchance that young teen’s mother?”
Mae
“What? God no Cade. I was not that little girl's mother. That only happened a few weeks ago.”
Mae pulls out of her purse a small silver double barrel derringer.
Both girls gasped, hands flew up to their gaping mouths.
Mae, looking at the pistol
“No my downy duckies. I was the thief. And that teenager's clothes, shoes, pearls, and diamond hairpiece paid for some of the jewels I’m now wearing.
So you see my sweets goodness had nothing to do with my diamonds, it was wickedness that paid for them.”
Mae points the derringer at Cade and Lucy
“Now let’s see how high you pretties can raise up those hands!”
Mae steps closer, the business end of the derringer is poked into Lucy’s midriff.
Now, the pair of you bloody chippy twits will please start removing your jewellery and hand them ALL over to me!”
Lucy and Cade, shaking with wide-eyed disbelief, look at each other speechless, hands still up.
Mae, sighing deeply, points the derringer at Cade, speaking matronly to her.
“Cade, you first sweets. Lower your hands and let’s start with those rings. That’s it, my girl, gently pull them off, just lovely… now for the rest.”
Cade obediently does as directed, then with fumbling fingers, managed to fairly quickly remove her bracelet, necklace, earrings, and lastly the long fern leaf-shaped diamond hairpiece. Her silken reddish hair falls over her face covering one eye as it is being removed.
Mae looked into Cades one visibly, puppy sad eye...
“Cade this hairpiece is gorgeous. I may just keep it.”
Mae points the derringer at Lucy.
“Okay Lucy luv, your next.”
Lucy bulks at first, but the end of Mae’s derringer poking into her chest soon convinced her otherwise.
Mae
“Now Lucy, begin by handing over those gorgeous dangly earrings. No thief could certainly pass those up.”
Lucy reluctantly does so, slipping them off one by one and handing them over.
Mae, looking down at the earrings now in hand…
“I wanted these the moment I saw them. You have no idea how hard it was to wait.”
Mae looks back at Lucy
Ok ducks, I’ll have the rest.
Lucy obediently removed her diamond necklace, rings, and bracelets. Then steps back
Mae sneers, waving the derringer with her free hand.
“Oui Lucy. Forgetting something are we?”
Puzzled Lucy checked herself over, even feeling down along her satin dress. Cade does the same also. Both look back at Mae questioningly.
Mae laughing
“Just checking luvs. Thanks for the show, and thank you both for your lovely jewels. Oh, and by the way, in case you are wondering why I’m not bothering to take your purses? It’s because as we were hugging earlier, I picked them clean.!”
Mae, admiring the forlorn pair of girl’s glittering jewels piled up in her hand...
“Lucy, I used to do my best early work at theatres. Pearls do look so lovely with a silk blouse. Shame your Auntie is such a prude, this may have been the second time I met and robbed you. And Cade, I wouldn’t have passed on having your rings back then either. Now the pair of you, turn around and face the pond. “
Moving back, Mae commands them
“Now off with those glittery s shoes your wearing and toss them in the pond.”
As the pair of girls obediently do, Mae stuffs jewels and pistol in her purse. Then casually lights another cigarette as plops are heard coming from the pond.
“Goodness, that was too easy.”
Mae approached Cade and Lucy from behind.
“Raise those hands again, and don’t drop them until I say!”
Both girls feel their satin-clad figures being thoroughly, expertly patted down one-handed by Mae, who asks.
“Tell me something my two pretty ones. Do both your mums, and Lucy’s Auntie have jewellery this nice?”
Cade and Lucy unhappily both nod yes.
Mae, finishing up her last tempting feel of a pair of scintillatingly soft gowns, under the guise of searching for the girls' possibly hidden valuables, asks before turning to leave…
“So why don’t you have them dress up in them to come over and see me sometime?”
The end
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“There are no good girls gone wrong - just bad girls found out”
Mae West
“The score never interested me, only the game.”
Mae West
As Mae walked away she heard some rather intense murmuring going on between Lucy and Cade.
She had just started up the small hill leading to the bend when Lucy calmly called out.
“Oh Mae? Did you really mean that about having my Auntie come over?”
Mae, curious, stops and turns around
“What are the two of you on about?”
Lucy
“Well, it’s like this. You have quite a substantial haul with the jewels you’ve nicked from us. Plus almost £ 800 in our wallets. Now both Cade and I would have to report them as stolen. Worse yet, my Auntie would find out and be proven right. We would never hear the bloody end if it. So you’ve got what you wanted from us, but what if there is a better prize? Would you be willing to make a bargain?”
Lucy stops and looks at Mae. Mae nods her head and comes back a little closer.
“I’m all ears .”
Lucy
“Well, it’s like this. My Auntie has always been a thorn in my bum. And I would love to see her receive some comeuppance, as opposed to Cade and I being on the receiving end.
So say I don’t report the robbery, my Auntie will not be put on her guard. There are several upcoming autumn balls she attends, and she will be wearing her best jewels. Which are 5 times more valuable than what you have taken from us... combined!”
Mae, as Lucy pauses.
“Sounds promising. It really does. But sorry, a bird in the hand you know. Of course, I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it, and a score never interested me, only the game.”
Lucy pleading
“Just hear us out then Mae. I know it’s a leap of faith. But you could almost retire off what Auntie would be wearing. And it would be a delicious revenge for us after what she had put us through all these years. I can almost taste it. Haven’t you ever wanted to do that to someone also ?”
Mae, Sighing with a nod
“Ok, I’ll give you 5 minutes. But remember, I also used to be Snow White like you pair, then I drifted.”
Lucy, speaking quickly
“ Ok, so my Auntie has outdoor, secluded hiding spots at several venues where she has the chauffeur hide a bottle. She has vices she thinks are her secret. At these ultra posh events, she sneaks off alone for a cigar and a nip several times during the evening. It’s always the same spots. We know cause Cade and I found them out and have been sneaking out for nips ourselves for years, never being caught.”
Lucy paused for a precious second.
“Now what I propose is that you can keep my valuable earrings you were drooling over, and the £ 800 as payment for my getting some revenge.”
“And keep my lovely hairpiece.” Cade chimes in
Lucy
“But we would need the rest of our jewellery back to not arouse suspicion. You see, it has to work that way.
As you said, a bird in hand. But there is one in the bush whose a far easier, far more profitable catch to pluck.
For years I always daydreamed that it would serve her justice if a thief would come across her as she is out taking her drink. And it’s that secluded it can be done easily.
So please, neither of us can bear to think of her welding this robbery over us...”
Mae, with a wicked grin, shakes her purse.
“Lucy luv, you tell a good story, but…
Lucy cuts in with a final, desperate plea.
“Please Mae. I am not saying it will be easy, I’m only saying it should be worth it to you, in spades.
Just pretend that the only jewels Cade and I were wearing were my diamond earrings and Cade’s diamond hairpiece. That would still be a sweet little haul for you, far more than what you got from that snooty brat Ruby.
Don’t give us a final answer yet.
Here take my purse and think it over as you leave. We will wait here for 30 minutes.
Leave my purse underneath the water fountain where you first ran into us.
If it’s empty we’ll have our answer, swallow our pride, and be forced to make a full report to the police and insurance company. And face Aunties music.”
Lucy pauses
“But if our jewels are inside, less earrings and hairpiece. We say nothing to ANYone about what happened. You get away easy peasey. Then we’ll know your game for it.
There is a pub called the Poet and Peasant in Gl…. Go there several
Nights during the first week of September. I’ll find a way to get to you the time and detailed instructions of hiding places at each of the parties.”
Mae reached out and took Lucy’s shiny silk purse, saying to herself…
“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
With that said, Mae turns and walks away, thinking…
“Those two dames did look gorgeous wearing all that sparkly ice over shiny satin. And, a dame that knows the ropes isn't likely to get tied up. That dame is likely to succeed.”
Mae walks up the hill, white satin gown swishing, then turns the corner as the scene fades to black.
Out of the darkness comes voices.
“Do you think she’ll buy into it?”
“I don’t know, but if she did we will not be wearing our diamonds all this fall”
Giggling
“No, only nice silk blouses and sensible pearls…”
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My sweet embraceable you
Embrace me
My irreplaceable you
Just to look at you
My heart grows tipsy in me...
I love all
The many charms about you
Above all
I want my arms about you ...
My sweet embraceable you
~ George & Ira Gershwin
Sadly a scan of a very poor but irreplaceable print. Built in 1968 and entered service in 1969 as an MR1 for marine reconnaisance duties. It later was converted for use as an electronic intelligence gatherer. Scrapped at RAF Kinloss in August 2010.
Founded in 1968, the Texas Ranger Hall of Fame & Museum is the official hall of fame, museum, and archives for the Texas Rangers, the oldest law enforcement agency in the United States and a symbol of the American West. The museum, located on the banks of the Brazos River and adjacent to Baylor University's football stadium, also is the headquarters for Ranger Company F. The museum’s nearly 20,000 irreplaceable artifacts date back to 1823, spanning from the earliest Ranger badge made in the 1880s to modern crime scene investigation technology. Also on display are possessions of the notorious outlaws, Bonnie and Clyde, and memorabilia from The Lone Ranger and Walker, Texas Ranger. The hall of fame is dedicated to 35 brave members who gave their lives in the line of duty and who served with great distinction.
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Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6 and final conversion to B&W with Nik Silver Efex Pro II.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
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What started out as a lackluster Christmas for me became a very blessed one. We hear lots of Christmas stories over the years, some good, some bad, and I'd like to share mine.
Last year, I adopted two adorable kittens, Ragnar and Freja. At a year and a half, they are still pretty raucous, so I opted not to put up my big tree, with all the special ornaments that I've collected over the years. My fear was that they would climb it, and destroy hundreds of dollars worth of irreplaceable items and memories in the process, as kitties are prone to do in their youth. So, I sent my brother, Shawn, to pick up a little table top tree and a few ornaments instead, so we could have something Christmasy, and wouldn't care if the cats demolished it!
What I had in mind was a 3-4 foot tree, that sitting on a table might look almost as big at eye level as a regular tree, and give us more of a Christmas feel. Well, Shawn grabbed a little tree that said it was 36" high, and some ornaments that were more regular size, and a tree topper that was really designed for a 5 foot tree. I knew when I saw the boxes that this was going to be a challenge, but didn't realize how much of one until the day I went to set everything up!
Okay, I started to open the top of the box the tree was in, when the BOTTOM of the box came open, and this 2 1/2 foot long, black, slug-like thing came sliding out and plopped on the floor! I took one look at that thing and almost began cursing my brother! I picked up the stuck together wad of blackness, and nearly cried! Pulling it's stand out of the box, I read the box, too, and yes. It said "black christmas tree". I thought to myself, "WHY on earth would anyone want a BLACK Christmas tree!?" I almost cried at the prospect of this sorry Christmas, and thought maybe it wasn't too late to just put up the regular tree and take my chances! I knew, though, that this wasn't a good idea, at least not THIS year, and so I started assembling the mini tree.
Well, the tree ended up being about 35" tall in the stand, but was still pretty dinky looking. The ornaments were really too large for it, but I put them on there anyway. Okay, I looked at the tree top and thought, this just isn't going to work! I tried, anyway, but it was hopeless. The giant star was too heavy and big, and flopped right over. On top of that, the cord to plug it in was only about a foot and a half long, and there was no way for me to plug it in anywhere!
The next day, I stopped by a Dollar General and grabbed some tiny Christmas ornaments and a small star that would at least stay put on the top of the tree and sort of look like a topper! Once everything was on there and it was plugged in with the fiber optics glowing, it didn't look bad. The black still bugged me some, but it's okay at night. You can at least imagine it's a dark green! With packages around it, it didn't look completely stupid, and felt a little festive, although certainly one of the least attractive trees I'd ever had!
My family celebrates on Christmas Eve. We like to open presents by the light of the Christmas tree. Seemed like almost a joke this Christmas! Having been sick with a respiratory bug for a couple of weeks, I would get winded when I did much of anything, too, so I barely dusted and did a little vacuuming for the holidays. My brother was supposed to mop the floors, but he had work, and then he was the one who did the cooking- his "famous" open faced, Reuben sandwiches, which took hours of prep work, so when I got off work and came home and found the floors dirty, I was ticked about that, too.
Two of my nephews walked in the door with my brother, and suddenly none of it mattered. We spent the afternoon and early evening chatting, running to the grocery store for corned beef, and enjoying each other's company. When the third nephew got off work and came over, we ate, and what a meat feast it was! After that was opening the presents, which was a blast, and I found myself not wanting the night to end!
How different this was from a month ago. Thanksgiving was awful for me. I had an argument with my brother, and was in a crummy mood. I decided not to even spend the day with my family, and drove to Titusville to eat by myself at Village Inn! I didn't really know how Christmas was going to go, but there was no way I was going to play Scrooge again! I didn't know if my family would harbor grudges against me, or not. They didn't. I didn't. It was a day of realizing how much we loved each other, and how we enjoyed giving each other gifts that would make the others happy. It was a great day.
Most families have a certain amount of dysfunction to them anymore. The "perfect" family, if that ever really existed, seems to be impossible to find, but I think if we think about it, those we care the most about, who care the most about us, are worth the petty squabbles and the difficult moments. We don't always get along, or want to be with each other, but when they are no longer around at all, how lonely life really becomes! Kids move away, friends get promoted and move, and parents die. Then we realize how much we really loved. Too bad we can't always see that BEFORE the tough stuff comes!
This Christmas could have been the worst one ever. It turned out to be one of the best. My sorry, little black tree wasn't the focal point. WE were. Dirty floors and all, it was truly wonderful!
I hope you all had a marvelous holiday season with your loved ones. Now we look forward to the new year 2017. May God bless you all in it, and may it be full of the love, peace and happiness you've always wanted!
I was following a McLaren MP4-12C, a 458 Italia and California in the 355 Spider up Hwy 1 when the this Enzo, the black F50, the Rosso Fuoco 599 GTO and this Italia flew by the other way. Needless to say, my route suddenly changed.
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So don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable
WISHING YOU ALL A MAGICAL 2016!
“You have always mattered. You will always matter. No matter what. Always.” (S.C.Lourie)
I hope you wake up in the New Year feeling as exceptional as you are! You are important, talented and needed! You are worthy, special and wonderful! You are an original masterpiece created with a unique mix of special gifts, abilities, personality, and experiences - crafted precisely so you could offer the world something distinct from everyone else! You are more important than you realize! You are irreplaceable! Each one of us matters, has a role to play, and makes a difference! Always remember that! :-)
“May the new year bring you an abundance of amazing opportunities, beautiful moments, and joyful experiences. May your positive actions & attitude inspire others.
May you be brave enough to take on and overcome rewarding challenges. May you find yourself in high spirits & excellent health. May you love with all your heart and find peace in even the most turbulent of times.
May the love you give find its way back to you. And may you forever be filled with the hope & strength necessary to make your dreams a reality.” (~ Zero Dean)
Many thanks to everyone for sticking around this year! Thank you so much for all the support and feedback, both on this page and in real life! Thanks for not leaving my page even if I did not get to post as many photos as previous years. I hope 2016 will be filled with inspiration, energy and more photography :-)
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and
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For people from ethnic groups, a visit to the local market is an irreplaceable activity in daily life. The market in Pa Co is identical. Little has changed over the years. The mountain people talk and drink wine together. Not that they have much time, because life is hard in the mountains, but by making wine they spend some time together.
No matter who we are or where we come from, no matter the differences between cultures, as human beings, we all share the same humanity. We all wish to live in peace, be respected, be surrounded by our loved ones in a safe and fair environment, and with opportunities to lead our lives in dignity. {International Service for Human Rights }
SAY NO TO WAR! SAVE UKRAINE & UKRAINIANS!
STOP THE KREMLIN ANNIHILATING UKRAINE!
ARREST PUTIN NOW BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!
STOP THE KILLING! THERE IS NO REMEDY TO DEATH!
NO ONE AND NO AMOUNT OF COMPENSATION CAN BRING OUR DEAD BROTHERS, SISTERS AND THEIR CHILDREN BACK TO LIFE!
Each and everyone of us is irreplaceable!
If Putin is intent on killing, he should start with himself and then take his grievances from there on!
And if thy right hand offend thee, cut it off, and cast it from thee: for it is profitable for thee, that one of thy members should perish, and not that thy whole body should be cast into hell {Matthew_5:30}
... but there's no lunch.
Got so bored with the idea of another Sunday lunch photo, that I took one of our best dinner service plates instead.
These are only used for high days and holidays as they are now irreplaceable being so old. The Limoge service was a house warming present from a good friend when we moved here.
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“But I have come to recognize that most of what is memorable and pleasing about my time on the trail is ordinary moments in the outdoors. Simply sitting unhurried in the shade of leaves is an irreplaceable moment. It is a joy in itself to amble through the woods for hours, even when views are limited to the dense trees surrounding me. It is fulfilling to be saturated with the sights, sounds, and smells of the outdoors. My fond recollections of my hike are full of unremarkable moments, like the smell of a dewey morning, the crunch of leaves underfoot, the blaze of a campfire, the soothing trickle of a stream, or rays of sun through a maze of trees.”
― David Miller
My Fascinators are unique and one of a kind. This fanciful hat style has been a hat staple since the 17th century and has enjoyed a resurgence of popularity in recent years.
“In order to be irreplaceable, one must be different.” ~Coco Chanel
Christian Movie Clip - The Rise of the United States and Its Mission
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Christian Movie Clip - The Rise of the United States and Its Mission
On the basis of adhering to its founding principles of freedom, democracy, and equality, … the US has played an important role in stabilizing the global situation and providing a balance for world order. It plays an irreplaceable role in safeguarding and stabilizing the global situation.
Eastern Lightning, The Church of Almighty God was created because of the appearance and work of Almighty God, the second coming of the Lord Jesus, Christ of the last days. It is made up of all those who accept Almighty God's work in the last days and are conquered and saved by His words. It was entirely founded by Almighty God personally and is led by Him as the Shepherd. It was definitely not created by a person. Christ is the truth, the way, and the life. God's sheep hear God's voice. As long as you read the words of Almighty God, you will see God
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This fire is growing,
is burning, deep inside
of me.
Focused, driven, certain.
The way it 's got
to be.
- Mudvayne
I want to see the thirst inside the syllables, I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.
- Pablo Neruda
Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.
- Rumi
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it's yours.
- Ayn Rand
Someday, after mastering the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of love, and then, for a second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.
- Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
It is very rare to find an oleander around here... and for it to show it's fire inside...
Cherry Farrow, my dear, close friend of more than half a century, died recently, very unexpectedly, and dozens of us gathered to say our farewells at the Clandon Wood natural burial ground in Surrey. On a glorious day full of sunshine and warmth, we sent her on her final journey by traditional horse-drawn hay wain, and what a beautiful sight it was.
Cherry was the best: an absolute one-off, a force of nature, and Exhibit A for how to live life to the full. She packed more into her lifetime than most of us could do in double the time. She was also unforgettable, irreplaceable… irascible and difficult when she wanted to be… but also loving, loved, kind, beautiful, utterly unique – and I miss her more than I can say.
I took the top photograph of Cherry in Arles, France, when we were on holiday there in 2011. There's more of her here.
My first real go at watercoloring these. In Scotland we have a series of archeological features built between 500-4,000 years before Christ. We treasure these as the irreplaceable historical artifacts they are. Nah, we leave them out in fields where they offer shelter to sheep and cows.
Just to be clear then, anywhere up to 6,000 years ago a bunch of folks, who had way better things to do (finding enough to eat), set about moving around, and erecting, the biggest pieces of stone they could find. It is amazing to stand in the wind and snow and put your hands on something that was put there by other hands, 300 generations or so ago. And they are everywhere. Which doesn't mean they are always easy to get to or easy to find, but well worth the effort - hail, horizontal rain, or snow.
Title.
The same morning as yesterday. It's an irreplaceable everyday life.
(FUJIFILM GFX50R shot)
Guam. USA. 2024. … 12 / 12
(Today's photo. It's unpublished.)
Images.
Rexx Life Raj, thuy - Summers Around The Corner
youtu.be/cnS1c4po7xE?si=lawRELwwhwyN-GL0
::Link photo music and iTunes playlist::
music.apple.com/jp/playlist/photo-music/pl.u-Eg8qefpy8Xz
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消えた境界線から生まれたもの ～ 去ってゆく川村記念美術館を振り返って ～
www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/54020588671/in/dateposted...
What Emerged from the Vanishing Boundaries~ Reflecting on the Departing Kawamura Memorial Museum ~
www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/54020588671/in/dateposted...
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Important Notices.
I have relaxed the following conditions.
I will distribute my T-shirt to the world for free.
m.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/50656401427/in/dateposted-p...
m.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/50613367691/in/dateposted-p...
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Exhibition in 2024
theme
Goodbye , Photo .
Images
Ai Otsuka ( 大塚 愛 ) / Goodbye photo ( 恋愛写真 )
youtu.be/B2XfJCQ2Dy0?si=WN3UePWye5N03yi4
Live 1.
youtu.be/MjBYxuVgj70?si=K3TyYOGqa3Y8BdAt
Live 2.
youtu.be/Dccv85TarHs?si=BI-f4JfrihO3CTXD
Mitsushiro - Nakagawa
Sponsored by
design festa
place
Tokyo Big Site
Booth No.
L - 192
schedule
November 16 and 17, 2024.
exhibition.mitsushiro.nakagawa@gmail.com
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Notice regarding "Lot No.402_”.
From now on I will host "Lot No.402_".
The work of Leonardo da Vinci who was sleeping.
That is the number when it was put up for auction.
No sign was written on the work.
So this work couldn't conclude that it was his work.
However # as a result of various appraisals # it was exposed to the sun.
A work that no one notices. A work that speaks quietly without a title.
I will continue to strive to provide it to many people in various ways.
October 24 2020 by Mitsushiro - Nakagawa.
Mitsushiro Nakagawa belong to Lot No. 402 _.Copyright©︎2024 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.
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Profile.
In November 2014 # we caught the attention of the party selected to undertake the publicity for a mobile phone that changed the face of the world with just a single model # and will conclude a confidentiality agreement with them.
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
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Interviews and novels.
About my book.
I published a book a long time ago.
At that time # I uploaded my interview as a PDF on the internet.
Its Japanese and English.
I will publish it for free.
For details # I explained to the Amazon site.
How to write a novel.
How to take a picture.
A sense of distance to the work.
All of these have something in common.
I wrote down what I felt and left it.
I hope my text will be read by many people.
Thank you.
Mitsushiro.
1 Interview in English
2 novels. unforgettable 'English version.(This book is Dedicated to the future artist.)
3 Interview Japanese version
4 novels. unforgettable ' JPN version.
5 A streamlined trajectory. only Japanese.
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
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iBooks. Electronic Publishing. It is free now.
0.about the iBooks.
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
1.unforgettable '(ENG.ver.)(This book is Dedicated to the future artist.)
itunes.apple.com/us/book/unforgettable/id1216576828?ls=1&...
2.unforgettable '(JNP.ver.)(This book is Dedicated to the future artist.)
itunes.apple.com/us/book/unforgettable/id1216584262?ls=1&...
3. Streamlined trajectory.(For Japanese only.)
itunes.apple.com/us/book/%E6%B5%81%E7%B7%9A%E5%BD%A2%E3%8... =11
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My Novel : Unforgettable'
(This book is Dedicated to the future artist.)
Synopsis
Kei Kitami, who is aiming for university, meets Kaori Uemura, an event companion who is 6 years older than her, on SNS.
Kaori's dream of coming to Tokyo is to become friends with a famous artist.
For that purpose, the radio station's producer, Ryo Osawa, was needed.
Osawa speaks to Kaori during a live radio broadcast.
"I have a wife and children. But I want to meet you."
Rika Sanjo, who is Kei's classmate and has feelings for him, has been looking into her girlfriend Kaori's movements. . . . .
Mitsushiro Nakagawa
All Translated by Yumi Ikeda .
images.
U2 - No Line On The Horizon Live in Dublin
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oKwnkYFsiE&feature=related
Main story
There are two reasons why a person faces the sea.
One to enjoy a slice of shine in the sea like children bubbling over in the beach.
The other to brush the dust of memory like an old man who misses old days staring at the shine
quietly.
Those lead to only one meaning though they do not seem to overlap. It’s a rebirth.
I face myself to change tomorrow a vague day into something certain.
That is the meaning of a rebirth.
I had a very sweet girlfriend when I was 18.
After she left I knew the meaning of gentleness for the first time and also a true pain of loss. After
she left # how many times did I depend too much on her # doubt her # envy her and keep on telling lies
until I realized it is love?
I wonder whether a nobody like me could have given something to her who was struggling in the
daily life in those days. Giving something is arrogant conceit. It is nothing but self-satisfaction.
I had been thinking about such a thing.
However I guess what she saw in me was because I had nothing. That‘s why she tried to see
something in me. Perhaps she found a slight possibility in me # a guy filled with ambiguous unstable
tomorrow. But I wasted days depending too much on her gentleness.
Now I finally can convey how I felt in those days when we met.
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Fin.
images.
U2 - No Line On The Horizon
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oKwnkYFsiE&feature=related
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Title of my book : unforgettable'
Author : Mitsushiro Nakagawa
Out Now.
ISBN978-4-86264-866-2
in Amazon.
Unforgettable’ amzn.asia/d/eG1wNc5
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The schedule of the next novel.
Still would stand all time. (Unforgettable '2)
(It will not go away forever)
Please give me some more time. That is Japanese.
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My Works.
1 www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/48072442376/in/dateposted...
2 www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/48078949821/in/dateposted...
3 www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/48085863356/in/dateposted...
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Do you want to hear my voice?
:)
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About the composition of the picture posted to Flicker. First type.
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About the composition of the picture posted to Flicker. Second type.
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About when I started Fotolog. Architect 's point of view.
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Why did not you have a camera so far?
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What is the coolest thing? The photo is as it is.
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About the current YouTube bar. I also want to tell # I want to leave.
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About Japanese photographers. Japanese YouTube bar is Pistols.
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The composition of the photograph is sensibility. Meet the designers in Milan. Two questions.
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What is a good composition? What is a bad composition?
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What is the time to point the camera? It is slow if you are looking into the viewfinder or display.
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Family photos. I can not take pictures with others. The inside of the subject.
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About YouTube 's photographer. Camera technology etc. Sensibility is polished by reading books.
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About the Japanese newspaper. A picture of a good newspaper is Reuters. If you continue to look at useless photographs # it will be useless.
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About Japanese photographers. About the exhibition.
Summary. I wrote a novel etc. What I want to tell the most.
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I talked about how to make a work.
About work production 1/2
About work production 2/2
1 Photo exhibition up to that point. Did you want to go?
2 Well # what is an exhibition that you want to visit even if you go there?
3 Challenge to exhibit one work every month before opening a solo exhibition at the Harajuku Design Festa.
4 works are materials and silhouettes. Similar to fashion.
5 Who is your favorite artist? What is it? Make it clear.
6 Creating a collage is exactly the same as taking photos. As I wrote in the interview # it is the same as writing a novel.
7 I want to show it to someone # but I do not make a piece to show it. Aim for the work you want to decorate your own room as in the photo.
8 What is copycat? Nowadays # it is suspected to be beaten. There is something called Mimesis?
kotobank.jp/word/Mimesis-139464
9 What is Individuality? What is originality?
www.youtube.com/user/mitsushiro/
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Explanation of composition. 2
1.Composition explanation 2 ... 1/4
2.Composition explanation 2 ... 2/4
3.Composition Explanation 2 ... 3/4
4.Composition Explanation 2 ... 4/4
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My shutter feeling.
Today's photo.
It is a photo taken from Eurostar.
This video is an explanation.
I went to Milan in 2005.
At that time # I went from Milan to Venice.
We took Eurostar into the transportation.
This photo was not taken from a very fast Eurostar.
When I changed the track # I took a picture at the moment I slowed down.
Is there a Japanese beside you?
Please have my video translated.
:)
In the Eurostar to Venice . 2005. shot ... 1 / 2
www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/49127115021/in/dateposted...
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Miles Davis sheet 1955-1976.
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
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flickr.
www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/
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instagram.
www.instagram.com/mitsushiro_nakagawa/
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Pinterest.
www.pinterest.jp/MitsushiroNakagawa/
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YouPic
youpic.com/photographer/mitsushironakagawa/
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twitter.
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facebook.
www.facebook.com/mitsushiro.nakagawa
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threads.
www.threads.net/@mitsushiro_nakagawa
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Blue sky.
bsky.app/profile/mitsushironakagawa.bsky.social
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Amazon.
www.amazon.co.jp/gp/profile/amzn1.account.AHSKI3YMYPYE5UE...
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My statistics (as of August 1, 2024)
How many views have I had on Flickr and Youpic?
Flickr 23,192,383 Views
Youpic 7,574,603 Views
My statistics. (As of February 7, 2024)
What is the number of accesses to Flickr and YouPic?
Flickr 21,694,434 Views
Youpic 7,003,230 Views
What is the number of accesses to Flickr and YouPic?
(As of November 13, 2023)
Flickr 20,852,872 View
Youpic 6,671,486 View
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Japanese is the following.
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
Title of my book unforgettable' Mitsushiro Nakagawa Out Now. ISBN978-4-86264-866-2
Mitsu Nakagawa belong to Lot No. 204 _ . Copyright©︎2020 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.
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Title.
昨日と同じ朝。それはかけがえのない日常。
( FUJIFILM GFX50R shot )
グアム。アメリカ。2024。 … 12 / 12
(今日の写真。それは未発表です。）
Images.
Rexx Life Raj, thuy - Summers Around The Corner
youtu.be/cnS1c4po7xE?si=lawRELwwhwyN-GL0
::写真の音楽とiTunesプレイリストをリンク::
music.apple.com/jp/playlist/photo-music/pl.u-Eg8qefpy8Xz
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重要なお知らせ。
僕は以下の条件を緩和します。
僕はTシャツを無料で世界中へ配布します。
m.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/50656401427/in/dateposted-p...
m.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/50613367691/in/dateposted-p...
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２０２４年の展示
テーマ
Goodbye , Photo
Images
大塚 愛 ( Ai Otsuka ) / 恋愛写真 ( Goodbye photo )
youtu.be/B2XfJCQ2Dy0?si=WN3UePWye5N03yi4
Live 1.
youtu.be/MjBYxuVgj70?si=K3TyYOGqa3Y8BdAt
Live 2.
youtu.be/Dccv85TarHs?si=BI-f4JfrihO3CTXD
Mitsushiro - Nakagawa
主催
デザインフェスタ
場所
東京ビッグサイト
ブース番号
L - 192
日程
2024年11月16日。17日。
exhibition.mitsushiro.nakagawa@gmail.com
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” Lot No.402_ ” に関するお知らせ。
今後、僕は、” Lot No.402_ ”を主催します。
このロットナンバーは、眠っていたレオナルドダヴィンチの作品がオークションにかけらた際に付されたものです。
作品にはサインなどがいっさい記されていなかったため、彼の作品だと断定できませんでした。
しかし、様々な鑑定の結果、陽の光を浴びました。
誰にも気づかれない作品。肩書がなくとも静かに語りかける作品。
僕はこれから様々な形で、多くの皆様に提供できるよう努めてゆきます。
2020年10月24日 by Mitsushiro - Nakagawa.
Copyright©︎2021 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.
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プロフィール
2014年11月、たった1機種で世界を塗り替えた携帯電話の広告を請け負った選考者の目に留まり、秘密保持同意書を結ぶ。
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
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インタビューと小説。
僕の本について。
僕は、昔に本を出版しました。
その際に、僕のインタビューをPDFでネット上へアップロードしていました。
その日本語と英語。
僕は、無料でを公開します。
詳細は、アマゾンのサイトへ解説しました。
小説の書き方。
写真の撮影方法。
作品への距離感。
これらはすべて共通項があります。
僕は、僕が感じたことを文章にして、残しました。
僕のテキストが多くの人に読んでもらえることを望みます。
ありがとう。
Mitsushiro.
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
１ インタビュー 英語版
２ 小説。unforgettable’ 英語版。
３ インタビュー 日本語版
４ 小説。unforgettable’ 日本語版。(この小説は未来のアーティストへ捧げます)
(四百字詰め原稿用紙４５６枚)
あらすじ
大学を目指している北見ケイは、SNS上で、6歳年上のイベントコンパニオン、上村香織に出会う。
上京してきた香織の夢は、有名なアーティストの友達になるためだ。
そのためにはラジオ局のプロデューサー、大沢亮の存在が必要だった。
大沢は、ラジオの生放送中、香織へ語りかける。
「僕には妻子がある。しかし、僕は君に会いたいと思っている」
ケイの同級生で、彼を想っている三條里香は、香織の動向を探っていた。。。。。
本編
人が海へ向かう理由には、二つある。
ひとつは、波打ち際ではしゃぐ子供のように、今の瞬間の海の輝きを楽しむこと。
もうひとつは、その輝きを静かに見据えて、過ぎ去った日々を懐かしむ老人のように記憶の埃を払うこと。
二つは重なり合わないようではあるけれども、たったひとつの意味しか生まない。
再生だ。
明日っていう、曖昧な日を確実なものへと変えてゆくために、自分の存在に向き合う。
それが再生の意味だ。
十八歳だった僕には大切な人がいた。
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
５ 流線形の軌跡。 日本語のみ。
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
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iBooks.電子出版。（現在は無料）
0.about the iBooks.
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
1.unforgettable’ ( ENG.ver.)(This book is Dedicated to the future artist.)
itunes.apple.com/us/book/unforgettable/id1216576828?ls=1&...
For Japanese only.
2.unforgettable’ ( JNP.ver.)(この小説は未来のアーティストへ捧げます)
itunes.apple.com/us/book/unforgettable/id1216584262?ls=1&...
3.流線形の軌跡。
itunes.apple.com/us/book/%E6%B5%81%E7%B7%9A%E5%BD%A2%E3%8...
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僕の小説。英語版
My Novel Unforgettable' (This book is Dedicated to the future artist.)
Mitsushiro Nakagawa
All Translated by Yumi Ikeda .
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www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/24548895082/in/dateposted...
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www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/24588215562/in/dateposted...
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www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/24100804163/in/dateposted...
Fin.
images.
U2 - No Line On The Horizon Live in Dublin
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oKwnkYFsiE&feature=related
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Title of my book : unforgettable'
Author : Mitsushiro Nakagawa
Out Now.
ISBN978-4-86264-866-2
in Amazon.
Unforgettable’ amzn.asia/d/eG1wNc5
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僕の作品。
1 www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/48072442376/in/dateposted...
2 www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/48078949821/in/dateposted...
3 www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/48085863356/in/dateposted...
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あなたは僕の声を聞きたいですか？
:)
1
フリッカーへ投稿した写真の構図について。１種類目。
2
フリッカーへ投稿した写真の構図について。２種類目。
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Fotologを始めた時について。 建築家の視点。
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なぜ、今までカメラを手にしなかったのか？
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何が一番かっこいいのか？ 写真はありのままに。
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現在のユーチューバーについて。僕も伝え、残したい。
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日本人の写真家について。日本のユーチューバーはピストルズ。
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写真の構図は、感性。ミラノのデザイナーに会って。二つの質問。
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良い構図とは？ 悪い構図とは？
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カメラを向ける時とは？ ファインダーやディスプレイを覗いていては遅い。
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家族写真。他人では撮れない。被写体の内面。
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ユーチューブの写真家について。カメラの技術等。感性は、本を読むことで磨く。
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日本の新聞について。良い新聞の写真はロイター。ダメな写真を見続けるとダメになる。
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日本の写真家について。その展示について。
まとめ。僕が書いた小説など。僕が最も伝えたいこと。
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作品制作について 1/2
作品制作について 2/2
１ それまでの写真展。自分は行きたいと思ったか？
２ じゃ、自分が足を運んででも行きたい展示とは何か？
３ 原宿デザインフェスタで個展を開くまでに、毎月ひとつの作品を展示することにチャレンジ。
４ 作品とは、素材とシルエット。ファッションと似ている。
５ 自分が好きなアーティストは誰か？ どんなものなのか？ そこをはっきりさせる。
６ コラージュの作成も写真の撮り方と全く同じ。インタビューに書いたように小説の書き方とも同じ。
７ 誰かに見せたい、見せるがために作品は作らない。写真と同じように自分の部屋に飾りたい作品を目指す。
８ パクリとは何か？ 昨今、叩かれるパクリ疑惑。ミメーシスとは？
https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/ミメーシス
https://kotobank.jp/word/ミメーシス-139464
９ 個性とはなにか？ オリジナリティってなに？
おまけ 眞子さまについて
という流れです。
お時間がある方は是非聴いてください。
:)
www.youtube.com/user/mitsushiro/
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構図の解説２
1.構図の解説２ ... 1/4
2.構図の解説２ ... 2/4
3.構図の解説２ ... 3/4
4.構図の解説２ ... 4/4
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僕のシャッター感覚
In the Eurostar to Venice . 2005. shot ... 1 / 2
www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/49127115021/in/dateposted...
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Miles Davis sheet 1955-1976.
drive.google.com/drive/folders/1vBRMWGk29EmsoBV2o9NM1LIVi...
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flickr.
www.flickr.com/photos/stealaway/
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YouTube.
www.youtube.com/user/mitsushiro/
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instagram.
www.instagram.com/mitsushiro_nakagawa/
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Pinterest.
www.pinterest.jp/MitsushiroNakagawa/
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YouPic
youpic.com/photographer/mitsushironakagawa/
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fotolog
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twitter.
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facebook.
www.facebook.com/mitsushiro.nakagawa
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threads.
www.threads.net/@mitsushiro_nakagawa
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Blue sky.
bsky.app/profile/mitsushironakagawa.bsky.social
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Amazon.
www.amazon.co.jp/gp/profile/amzn1.account.AHSKI3YMYPYE5UE...
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僕の統計。（2024年8月1日現在）
フリッカー、ユーピクのアクセス数は？
Flickr 23,192,383 View
Youpic 7,574,603 View
僕の統計。（2024年2月7日現在）
フリッカー、ユーピクのアクセス数は？
Flickr 21,694,434 View
Youpic 7,003,230 View
僕の統計。（2023年11月13日現在）
フリッカー、ユーピクのアクセス数は？
Flickr 20,852,872 View
Youpic 6,671,486 View
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Japanese is the following.
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Title of my book unforgettable' Mitsushiro Nakagawa Out Now. ISBN978-4-86264-866-2
Mitsushiro Nakagawa belong to Lot no.204_ . Copyright©︎2020 Lot no.204_ All rights reserved.
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” Lot No.402_ ” に関するお知らせ。
今後、僕は、” Lot No.402_ ”を主催します。
このロットナンバーは、眠っていたレオナルドダヴィンチの作品がオークションにかけらた際に付されたものです。
作品にはサインなどがいっさい記されていなかったため、彼の作品だと断定できませんでした。
しかし、様々な鑑定の結果、陽の光を浴びました。
誰にも気づかれない作品。肩書がなくとも静かに語りかける作品。
僕はこれから様々な形で、多くの皆様に提供できるよう努めてゆきます。
2020年10月24日 by Mitsushiro - Nakagawa.
Copyright©︎2024 Lot No.402_ All rights reserved.
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Christian Movie Clip - The Rise of the United States and Its Mission
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Introduction
Watch the full documentary: Praise and Worship Music "The One Who Holds Sovereignty Over Everything" (musical documentary)
On the basis of adhering to its founding principles of freedom, democracy, and equality, … the US has played an important role in stabilizing the global situation and providing a balance for world order. It plays an irreplaceable role in safeguarding and stabilizing the global situation.
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