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"Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love,
the things you are, the things you never want to lose."
(The Wonder Years)
my son Blake has always loved the water. He could spend hours just throwing rocks into it.... he would say it at times s-p-l-a-s-h!!!
This is taken in a little village called Brigus, in Newfoundland.
texture by "Playingwithbrushes"
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We had about thirty Ukrainian refugees living in the neighborhood, they created memories for themselves. They planted trees, put up birdhouses, carved wooden figures and were very nice. Now they have moved on.
"The happiest memories are of moments that ended when they should have".
- Robert Breault
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Once upon a time this beach was littered with cobble boats jacked up on wheel axles. All standing ready for local fishermen to head to sea and tend their small nets and pots. Now the beach is empty. As small children we used to play in the boats until we were chased by the fishermen. We also used them as wind breaks when enjoying the beach in the summer months. Yes this beach brings back the memories.
One day on my way home, I met an old lady suffering from senile dementia. She told me that this plant often evokes distant childhood memories.
ある日の帰り道、久しぶりに見かけたおばあさんは認知症が進んでいるようでした。今年も風船蔓を撮らせてもらっていたら、この花を見ると子どもの頃を思い出すと話してくれました。
Ruins of an old stone house out in the wooded countryside near Monato, South Australia.
I don't have any more information on this building.
It's cold here in London, so damn cold. I haven't been out with a camera for what seems like ages. I have good intentions but every morning I look outside at the frost and it doesn't take long for the motivation to completely desert me. Maybe tomorrow...
Meanwhile here's one I prepared earlier. Last summer to be accurate, taken on a little jewel of a 35mm film camera that is just a joy to shoot with.
35mm film photography
Olympus OM2n camera
Olympus Zuiko 50mm f/1.8
Agfa Vista 200 film (expired 2015)
In Calio. Not sure what they are working on, surely in a town of 11 people they are not expecting an influx of students? Lovely building full of memories.
Left: traffic sign bus driveway, in the background: station, timetable, traffic signs, Buseinfahrt Station, Verkehrszeichen Right: Station Sign, and in the background an abandoned bowling alley Stationsschild (Ortsangaben retuschiert) und links davon, im Hintergrund eine Kegelbahn, lange außer Betrieb
Part of Forlorn Places - Forsaken Buildings Lebensborn - zwei der ersten Bilder - im Zielgebiet angelangt dank meiner map for guidance mit den Stichworten von Hygiene bis wachs - und ab hier wirds schon interessant, obwohl wir das eigentlich gesuchte Gebäude noch gar nicht erreicht haben - die Recherche trägt Früchte und die Exploration beginnt. Ein Ort geschichtsträchtig, mit bewegter Geschichte, den man nicht im Museum vorgesetzt bekommt.... und Esoteriker bilden sich ein hier Geister wahrzunehmen, ihre Präsenz zu spüren, etc. (auch darauf stieß ich im Zuge meiner Recherche) // kein Meer der Stille genausowenig wie ein Webstuhl ein Instrument ohne Ton ist - das Foto ist ohne Ton, der Webstuhl ist nicht aus Ton gemacht - ein Musikinstrument, das nicht gespielt wird ist sozusagen ohne Ton (außer es ist aus Ton gemacht, z.B,: Okarina) auf einem Webstuhl läßt sich Musik machen und weben ist nicht geräuschlos, nicht tonlos nicht still - hören zuhören hinhören bewußt wahrnehmen Aufmerksamkeit im Gegensatz zu ausblenden blocken Scheuklappen es sich in seiner Bubbel gemütlich machen
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I try to scatter the light so it becomes only tangible
and in the dark I try to hide for the time,
because with aging the dreams are molting and memories fade,
evaporate.
This is why music is my endless desire to you.
This is why my cello hums - very gently and almost inaudibly - on the colours of orange and red.
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Ik probeer het licht zo te verstrooien
dat het alleen nog tastbaar wordt
en in het donker probeer ik me
te verstoppen voor de jagende tijd
omdat bij het ouder worden de dromen vervellen
en de herinneringen vervagen,
verdampen
zo is muziek mijn eindeloos verlangen naar jou,
zo neuriet mijn cello - heel zachtjes en haast onhoorbaar - op de tonen van oranje en rood
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Listen to Jóhann Jóhannsson - Flight From The City
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Ricordare è come buttarsi in una piscina, ma al contrario: il corpo che esce dall’acqua, prima con i piedi, e ritorna nel trampolino.
(Sir Laurence Olivier)
Touch me. It's so easy to leave me all alone with the memory...
Today, we visited Kassanndra's grave.
"Mom! Listen!" she'd shush me suddenly in the back yard, and I'd pause, listening.
Then I'd hear it, distant windchimes drifting to us on the fragrant summer air.
And we'd smile at each other.
Thank you to those who continue to add windchimes to the tree near Kassanndra's grave.
They still make us smile.
04/29/2026 Update. The cemetery took down all of the windchimes and posted a sign banning the windchimes.
The funny thing is, if you stand beneath the tree, close your eyes, and be very still -- you can still catch the faint tinkle of windchimes.
The dead will not be silenced by the living.