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Make-up Artistik Kurs von Swiss Beauty Academy swiss-beauty-academy.ch/make-up-schule/make-up-artist-und...
Up and out there to find a trail through. Then we make sure it's the best. Then we clean it and mark it. Wish us luck.
[Featuring Lefteris and Lina, members of KANGA ツ ツ ツ ツ ツ and Eleni]
Picture taken during one of our many hiking trips in the process of creating a Circular Path around the ancient Mediterranean oak forest "Dasos Ranti". The work started in September 2010 and the hiking route was completed in January 2015. See the results (description, map and photos) at: The Round of Radi in Google maps and a shorter English version in the personal writing style of our friend Eleni in her article:"Two big hikes Google mapped!"
Φωτό από την Εξερευνητική εκδρομή: Στην Καρδιά της Ικαρίας, Επισήμανση μονοπατιών στο Δάσος του Ράντη
© Ορειβατικός Πεζοπορικός Σύλλογος Ικαρίας
Caboose Makes Last Stop at the Heritage Museum in downtown Winter Garden Florida. Although the museum still looks like a train station, and even has signal arms mounted on its roof, the 50-year-old caboose has completed a scene from the city's past. "This is the birthplace of Winter Garden,'' said Jerry Chicone, a longtime resident of the city and a chief patron of the privately owned museum. "This town prospered because of the railroad.''
Still, newcomers may not know what to make of a caboose, a type of railroad car that served as a rolling home and lookout post for train crews.
Tracks that long ran through the center of Winter Garden were torn out a few years ago and replaced with the West Orange Trail for skaters, bikers and joggers.
Even before then, railroads had stopped using cabooses altogether.
Chicone said the museum had searched for a locomotive but jumped at the chance to buy a caboose from a Daytona Beach collector. The caboose cost about $18,000, while its truck and crane rides cost another $10,000.
Chicone wrote personal checks to bring the caboose to his hometown.
However, Florida Central Railroad in Plymouth paid for and installed the short stretch of track -- rock base, crossties and twin ribbons of rail -- where the 40-ton caboose is now parked.
The caboose isn't from the Atlantic Coast Line railroad, a well-known system from Florida's past. Instead, the caboose bears the name of the Chessie System on its side.
Chicone said he picked the Chessie caboose, retired from service in 1984, because of its tough, rot-resistant steel skin.
"Anybody who knows anything about trains knows this is the Cadillac of cabooses,'' Chicone said.
It may be the top of the line among cabooses, but accommodations are less than fancy.
Benches that also served as cots are made of painted wood. The air inside carries a strong whiff of old wheel grease spattered onto the caboose's underside. Even the crew spittoon is unpolished. But the view offered by the caboose couldn't be matched by any luxury automobile.
An observation deck pokes up from the center of the boxy caboose, providing a lookout in all directions from a dozen feet above the track.
Article written By Kevin Spear of The Sentinel Staff October 12, 2000
This morning I wanted to make a birthday card using a rainbow colour scheme but because of the kind of background I made, I ended up with a couple of similar cards (the other card is here www.flickr.com/photos/63641688@N08/12715629383/in/photost...) and have lots of rainbow leftovers ready to go onto other cards. More details are on my blog stampingandstitching.blogspot.ie/2014/02/a-couple-of-rain...
Taken on 9th Street near Wharton across the street from Pat's King of Steaks on a warm Saturday afternoon while out on a Flickr meet. There weren't many tables available so these two used the back of their car as one.The steaks down on 9th Street in my opinion aren't the best. But since everyone else was having one...
A mystery pair of hands lights a candle and makes a wish during Saidaiji Eyo Hadaka Matsuri in Okayama, Japan. For this festival, men dressed in loincloths gather at the temple for a chance to grab one of a few sacred sticks thrown into the crowd by priests. The sticks offer a year of good luck and most are willing to do anything to get it.
One basic bit of philosophy that I subscribe to is that if you need something and don't have it, can't get it, or it doesn't exist, then make it. Why not? I decided I wanted to have a hand strap for shooting at times when I didn't want a long neck strap or wanted and extra good grip, like when shooting from a moving vehicle. I didn't have one, had none on hand for reference, and had generally disliked those I had used in the past. So, I made a quick drawing and started working.
A total of three layers of soft leather, a length of 10mm webbing, two slides and a buckle. The leather is stitched together and riveted at the corners for strength.
It's very rectangular, the stitching is a bit wonky (I really need a new machine and a walking foot), and has essentially zero attention paid to appearance. But then, it's just a rough prototype (30 minutes from idea to completion) and it doesn't have to look like much of anything. Further versions will become much more refined in appearance.
As it is, though, it's already more comfortable and feels more secure than any of the hand straps I've used in the past. In an hour I'm going shooting and will give it the first test run in active use.
If you need something, make it.
A Piece of Today No. 188
Shoot for "Xebra Cosmetics"
Theme: Metal
MakeUp: Midnight Inspired
Model: Sarah Saunders
Hair/Makeup/Photography by Louna Maroun
Come make your own gadget, robot or wearable art at Tam Makers!
We started a new ‘open shop’ program called ‘You Can Make It’, to help you create your own maker project with our community. This workshop for adults and teens takes place on Wednesday evenings in our makerspace at Tam High School in Mill Valley. Our first series was held on three Wednesdays in a row: June 29th, July 6th and 13th, between 6 and 9pm.
On the first night, we helped eight participants plan their projects, prepare their materials and develop new skills. They then built their projects the following weeks, with guidance from instructors and other participants.
Here are examples of projects they worked on: a garage door opener, an animated owl, an engraving, solar-powered lights, a theremin, a wooden frame, an illuminated art piece and more. They used a wide range of tools to build them, from Arduino boards to our laser cutter, oscilloscope, and radio transmitters and solar-power technology.
One of the great benefits of this open shop program is that you get a lot more than just access to tools: you join a community of makers who like to make things together and help each other. On that first night, we had three mentors on hand to coach participants: Geo Monley, Fabrice Florin and Donald Day, who also teach at Tam Makers.
Participants seemed to enjoy this ‘You Can Make It’ open shop and told us they got a lot from it. This is one of our first maker workshops at Tam Makers, and we’re really happy that it is going well; we look forward to offering more open shop sessions in the fall.
Learn more about You Can Make It:
www.tammakers.org/you-can-make-it/
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From the May 2016 trip to Thailand and Cambodia:
After five days in Thailand (3 in Bangkok, which included the day trip to Ayuthaya, and 2 nights on Koh Chang), it was time to make our way to Cambodia. There were two places in Cambodia I was looking forward to seeing: Angkor Wat (which pretty much everyone who comes to southeast Asia wants to see) and Phnom Penh’s Killing Field memorials.
First, though, was the matter of getting from a semi-remote tropical island in Thailand to the national capital of Cambodia, about 400 kilometers to the east. There isn’t a direct, easy way to do this, so being able to get it done in the time I hoped for was the biggest concern of the whole trip to me. Part of the reason time was such a factor is because I had only planned to spend Friday evening and all day Saturday (until early afternoon) in Phnom Penh before flying out to Siem Reap. With so little time there, I wanted to have as much as possible. With that in mind on waking up, I wasn’t sure how the day would turn out. I’m glad to say, it went very well.
The first thing we needed to do was get from the Arunee Resort to the pier on the opposite side of a small mountain at 6:00 in the morning…on an island with no taxis. (It is a tropical place to relax, after all.) The hotel drove us over in a truck for 300 baht. After another 40 baht/person ferry ride across the gulf, we got back to the mainland sometime around 7:40. From there, another 50 baht/person via tuktuk/van to the main bus terminal in Trat, about 45 minutes away found us in good time to grab a bus. (This is the terminal to come to for buses returning to Bangkok or going on to the Cambodian border.)
The minibus to the Cambodian border was roughly an hour and a half ride, and I was another 120 baht/person lighter. The time flew by, though, as we only passed through one very small town between Trat and Hat Lek (the border town).
The border crossing at Hat Lek is a bit interesting. Lonely Planet advised me ahead of time that this is the most expensive (and only truly expensive) border crossing between Thailand and Cambodia. (Unfortunately for me, it was also the only practical/logical one to use, so I didn’t have an option.) Via airports and at all other border crossings, the Cambodian visa costs about $25-30. Here at Hat Lek, though – and I don’t know why – it’s over $50. The fact that there isn’t uniform regulations at border crossings seemed suspect to me to begin with, but it doesn’t change the fact that you still have to do what they say. (You just get the feeling that you’re being fleeced unnecessarily…and by government officials, at that.)
On arriving at the border, the first thing you do is pass through the Thai exit post, which is quick and painless (and free). Walking a few meters farther, you come to the Cambodian entry office, which has a lot of folding tables set up outside. The first thing you do (as US citizen, anyway) is hand over your passport to someone who does NOT look official – yet, he is. You pay him 1600 baht for the visa, plus another 200 baht if you don’t have a passport picture on hand (which I didn’t). So…that was $60 more out of pocket.
Also, while sitting at these tables having your passport/visa processed, people will come up and ask where you’re going and offer private cars to get there. There are supposedly three buses from Hat Lek to Phnom Penh, the last leaving at 11:30 in the morning (and taking 5 hours to get to the capital), and you would have to take a car to the town/bus stop which is about 10 km away. (Not knowing, precisely, how to do that, I went for the easiest way there and just agreed to pay a guy 1000 baht/person to drive us in his Camry all the way – 300 km – to Phnom Penh. It ended up costing 2000 baht (close to $65) plus another $25US in total. Now, $90 may seem a bit expensive, but this was a personal car, what amounted to be a 4 hour ride, and he dropped us off right at our hotel. (I put this in perspective simply by thinking of the cost of a taxi ride from Newark International Airport to JFK in New York City…and this deal was much, much better.) The only thing that was slightly disconcerting is that we didn’t actually know this guy and could have possibly been taken advantage of. However, my charmed life seems to continue…
We got to our hotel and checked in by 4:00 in the afternoon on Friday, so things – though slightly pricy by local standards – went very, very well. The Number 9 Hotel (on St. 258) is less than a five minute walk from the Royal Palace in downtown Phnom Penh. There are quite a few monuments around the area as well (Vietnam-Cambodia Friendship Monument, Independence Monument, etc.) The hotel itself was also a bit no-frills, and advertised a Jacuzzi/spa on the roof…which they said was under repair after we checked in. No worries, though; the restaurant at the hotel was quite good and I think it’s the only place we ate for the ~24 hours that we were there. The staff and service were top notch.
As I was still getting over the previous day’s bug/virus/whatever, I didn’t go out on Friday night. Saturday, though, was a different story. Just outside the hotel (and there are quite a few boutique guesthouses on the rather short St 258) are a group of tuktuk drivers all happy to get your business.
Now, Phnom Penh isn’t actually much of a tourist destination. In total, there’s the Royal Palace & Silver Pagoda (within walking distance) and the National Museum (just north of the palace). Additionally, there’s the Russian Market (which we didn’t get to). The main reason I really wanted to come to Phnom Penh, though, was to go to the Tuol Sleng Museum and the Killing Fields of Choeung Ek. (I won’t give a long history lesson here, though highly encourage anyone reading this to do a quick Wikipedia search for “Choeung Ek Killing Fields” or, for something slightly more in depth, try to find information from the Khmer Rouge regime from 1975-1979.)
The only things I’ll mention about that era is that, in 1975, the population of Cambodia was about 8 million people. In the five years of the Khmer Rouge regime, they saw fit to assassinate close to 3 million of their countrymen. (Think about that for a minute…imagine your country’s population, whatever the number, then imagine the country is taken over by a military regime that commences to slaughter 35% of the populace. The most conservative numbers I’ve seen are 2 million killed, which is still 25%.)
With that as background info, we arranged one of the tuktuks to take us to the Tuol Sleng Museum, then to the Killing Fields, 15 km southwest of downtown Phnom Penh. Our driver, Ron (perhaps Ran, but pronounced like the former) agreed to be our driver for the day. He took us to the museum, then the killing field, then in the early afternoon to the National Museum and picked us up at the Royal Palace around 3:00. At 4:00, he ushered us about 15 km north of town to the airport. We met his wife as we went to the airport. Total cost for the day: $33.
Our first stop was the Tuol Sleng Museum. This is a former high school (a place of optimism, aspiration) that the Khmer Rouge converted into a torture chamber. (Additional psychological trauma, I guess?) I’ll give no details, save to say that I likened it to a Nazi concentration camp minus the gas chamber. To visit here, though, you are spared no detail in the presentation. I’ll commend (perhaps not the best word) the Cambodians for owning up to their atrocities. Other countries in the region could learn a lot from this. (They say it’s important to bare all so that people can see the horror and it will be less likely to happen again.) Anyway, after paying the admission ($6, I think?), you wander through the buildings with your audio guide and the many well-presented exhibits. At the end, about an hour later, there’s a man selling a book for $10. He’s a survivor of this place. I really had no words; just hugged the guy. He and his daughter said he was spared simply because he knew how to fix and use a typewriter.
After leaving Tuol Sleng, in quite a somber mood, Ran took us across town to the Choeung Ek Killing Fields (this is probably the most famous one in the nation, though there are literally hundreds here…and also still many active landmines from the war in the 1970s, so…I wouldn’t wander around too freely).
If the Tuol Sleng Museum was somber, this place is equally, if not more, harrowing. The admission here was also around $6 or so, and comes with another audio guide. There’s also a small room/museum with a 15 minute informative video. After that, you wander from point to point where you learn that this place was the former mass grave for Chinese. You also see mass graves for women, for babies…a tree (still standing) where babies were murdered, and so on. The final stop is a memorial stupa which contains the skulls and other bones of countless victims, classified by gender and method of murder (though all victims are still unidentified). However, the presentation is more than powerful enough to make its point.
The morning touring done, we returned to Number 9, had a leisurely lunch, then had Ran take us up to the National Museum. It’s a rather small museum, though quite good – especially if you like stone Buddhas. The museum admission is around $5, and the building has four small wings, that visitors tend to visit beginning on the left and going in a clockwise manner. No picures are allowed to be taken inside the museum (which I thought rather unfortunate, as it really was quite interesting and tasteful, as far as museums go), but you could take pictures of the museum itself and the internal courtyard. Leisurely seeing the entire museum takes less than an hour.
From there, it was about a 5-10 minute walk along the palace wall (north side, around the east wall that runs parallel to the river). After paying to enter the Royal Palace at the southeast gate, you’re allowed entry to the grounds and have access to view buildings such as the Coronation Hall, the Crown Room, and the Silver Pagoda. This is essentially quite similar to Thailand’s Royal Palace in terms of how much (and what) you can see, though it wasn’t quite as nice as Thailand’s to me. (I don’t mean to imply that it’s not nice, though; it was an enjoyable afternoon, though with temps around 40 degrees, my energy waned rather quickly.)
After an hour or so here at the Royal Palace, we made our way back to Number 9 (at this point, barely a 2 minute ride by tuktuk), where we rested until 4:00 and had Ran take us to the airport for our 7:30 flight to Siem Reap, 45 minutes away.
En route, though – and also from observations riding around on the way back from Choeung Ek – I got the impression that while Phnom Penh may not be the most touristy place in the world, it sure seemed like a great place to live (as much for expats as anyone). There’s still a lot of French influence, so my first abstract impression is that it reminded me of a combination of the French Quarter in New Orleans, Fuxing in Shanghai, and just some trendy/hippie areas in general. There were lots of cool little boutique hotels, restaurants, stores…and the Cambodians are exceptionally friendly and pleasant (as are Thais). I don’t know that I’ll ever come back here, but I certainly wouldn’t feel bad if I did…
At any rate, those were just my impressions on the way out of town. Getting to the airport, I was ready for the final stop: Siem Reap & Angkor Wat. The only thing standing between me and my ultimate destination…a prop jet.
Гялбаа сэтгүүлийн 78-р дугаарт орсон нүүр будалтын зургаас толилуулж байна хэхэ.
Model: S.Namuun
Make-up: Enerelt
Photographer: Uuganbayar D /me/
1. Hildie, 2. 'Hope Valley' thread catcher, 3. Project 1 for Urban Home Good Swap, 4. Retro Rulers, 5. UHG Sewing Machine Cover BACK, 6. Front and Inside of Pouch, 7. what do you think partner?, 8. Rubix Pincushion, 9. hey geese!, 10. Patchwork Pillow Parade, 11. Made by Sonia, 12. sewingmachinecover6, 13. window panes pillows 002, 14. Scrappy Storage, 15. My machine feels so loved!, 16. Sewing machine cover in 'Hope Valley'
PS- Dear Partner, I am secretly wishing for a cool sewing machine cover.
"Make Waves This Summer!"
Subject: My oldest son Bailey & Hubby
Location: West Coast, FL
Photographer: © Cindy J Bryant | Cindy Bryant Photography
Gear: Nikon D7000 & Sigma APO 150-500mm F5-6.3
DG OS HSM lens
Hey, I built my first Arduino! (Actually it's a "dorkboard" with a Benito7 programmer.) It all works, but soldering those tiny surface-mount resistors convinced me that a pair of reading glasses is in my not-to-distant future.
Thanks to feurig for the inspiration, the parts, and the workshop.
Now I have to decide what I'm going to make with it. I'm leaning towards an electronic trigger for my Nikon so I can do time lapse photography. Stay tuned!
Stuhl-Sammlung - collection
Chairs - chaises - Stühle
In a workshop I discovered chairs.
Dans un atelier j'ai découvert chaises.
In einer Werkstatt entdeckte ich Stühle.
According to the limited information Herkimer scheduled production for single propeller commercial version of this engine in the early 1940's. Other than a few repro’s, fabricated by welding two twins together, it appears no commercial engines were actually produced or sold.
The military version sports a coaxial drive for contra rotating propellers with a dual point distributor in the back. It measures 11.5 inches long, 8 inches wide plug to plug, 5 inches high, and weighs 4 pounds- 12 ounces; it burns gas with oil mixed in for lubrication. As the war approached a few were produced for military testing but one or two either failed or were destroyed by the Army, which ended the program. This engine is believed to be the only engine, or possibly one of two original engines that survived.
Like the OK twin it has a single updraft carburetor with manifold tubes extending to each cylinder. Interesting is the tubes that make up the manifold appear to be rolled from brass sheet stock with the seams soldered.
See Tim Dannels article in his Engine Collectors Journal, Volume 32 number 3, Issue 183, July 2007.
Courtesy of Dave and Gloria Evans
Paul and Paula Knapp
Miniature Engineering Museum