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after attending my husband's aunt's funeral, we, the family all gathered at the century farm where she spent her married life and where her daughter still lives, and remembered the wonderful times that we had with her there. This is the lane to the house where many of us have experienced the joys as well as the sorrows of our families. This place will always have a special place in my heart--thanks to our Aunt Anna. Taken at Sawyerville, Quebec.
Leica M2
Leica Summilux 35mm f/1.4 II
Adox Silvermax
Adox Silvermax Developer (1+29)
11 min 20°C
Scan from negative film
“My grief lies all within,
And these external manners of lament
Are merely shadows to the unseen grief
That swells with silence in the tortured soul”
William Shakespeare quotes (English Dramatist, Playwright and Poet, 1564-1616)
A nikon shot taken by Matthew and edited by me using the iPhone app Snapseed. See more of my spin on Matthews shot here.
The memory can be a powerful thing. it's how we learn and grow and is a huge part of what defines us as individuals.
Its so powerful that memories we no longer have access to, a past long forgotten to our concious self, can have the power determine the course of lives. Pain long forgotten can stop us taking risks, can cripple our confidence or even set us on a path of destruction.
it can however, push us in the opposite direction, push us to achieve, to excel, to be more that we were, where we came from and who we were told we would become.
A huge thanks to my husband and kids for helping me squish barefoot in the mud on a freezing cold day, so that i could be a ghost and extra thanks to lili for getting her hands all muddy for the shot... i know how hard that was for ya ;-D
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the teleidoscope-memory
ODC-begins with P (past)
scavenge challenge-18. Depict something mythological or legendary in an image. (ghost/spirit)
'Memory' Elaine Paige | Cats The Musical
www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdBVJbzkoqo&list=RDmdBVJbzkoq...
Note: Candid street photo, person not posing.
Nikon 70-200mm VR II AF-S G ED NIKKOR
It is with great sadness that I learned that long-time friend and noted rail photographer Dave Augsburger passed away yesterday afternoon. I find that as I process the photos that I post here, I think more about the friends that I was with as well as circumstances and incidents that accompanied the outing than I do the train itself. Dave comes to mind frequently. Beside photography, Dave and I shared interests in history of the Lehigh & New England and other anthracite railroads, prewar American Flyer trains, and Pennsylvania Dutch (German) culture and language.
Here, in happier days, Dave and I were out for the day, and had gone in futile search for an infrequent Conrail train that served the cement mill in Evansville, Pennsylvania, With the day coming to a close, we decided to stop by the Wanamaker, Kempton, & Southern in Kempton. Seeing an opportunity, I had the most prolific photographer of the Lehigh & New England pose next to one of the WK&S’ L&NE gondolas. Dave is now with many of his contemporary friends who have passed in recent years, including Dick Samsel and Neil Shankweiler. I will miss Dave and treasure the many memories of him for years to come.
(...)
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The still cold smell of morning
A street lamp dies ,another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me,
It is so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me,
Youll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun...(...)
[Memory-B.Streisand]
Memory Lapses are temporary installations I photograph to revisit places linked to strong memories, past or recent.
By overexposing reflective material in the process, data becomes absent from the digital file, creating an empty zone in the image that alters reality and distorts our perception : like time and distance do.
اه ياليت الزمن يرجع
.. احلى شئ في الحياة ذكرياتي
هبالنا
تسجيلاتنا الصوتية
مغامرات .. افلام.. صورنا
الهدايا
صديقاتي
العيديات
من جد كل شئ كان حلو
تذكرت شئ
قبل فترة قاعدة اسمع لتسجيلاتي المدري وش احس فيها
ومن بينها
تخيلو مسوية مقابلة مع شغالتنا
ياحبيلها معطيتنا وجهه
..
سؤال مني وسؤال من اختي
عايشين جوو المقابلات من قلب
Last Friday night we drove out to look at a house (before looking inside it)—THREE original baths, original kitchen, fab floors—but it turned out to be too close to the street, which leads to one of the local colleges. Darn!
Of course, that got me to thinking about warmer weather and gardening and even though there's about a foot of snow on the ground here, I peeked back into some of last year's shots and found these, from Sunbury. Scenes like this are not so far away!
এখনও ছাদের ঘরে আলতা পায়ের ছাপে
চিত্রনাট্য যেন সাজানো সিঁড়ির ধাপে
নাছোড়বান্দা স্মৃতি সাদা আর কালো জুড়ে ......
( Room on the rooftop still
Bears marks of red-dyet feet
A screenplay stands ready
On the stairway discreet
Memories persist on and on
In black and white prolonged.........)
This photo was taking while exploring the abandoned care home Porthcawl.
The Miners' Rest at Porthcawl
The Rest was established as a seaside convalescent hospital for the working classes, particularly miners, in 1862, in Porthcawl, Glamorgan. To stay at the ‘Rest’ you needed a ticket from a subscribing organisation, such as a trade union, welfare association, or Co-operative Society.
(I lived in and roamed the streets and sites of Beijing for three years before moving to Yunnan. The photographic focus there was a world away from the present - more cultural than biological.)
In the event of fire…..
Since their construction in ancient times, fire has been a constant risk for China’s multitude of timber temples and palaces; a risk that still exists today.
Beihai Park, Beijing, China
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My Tumblr blog, SINOPHILE, features photo series and images from my China (non-insect) portfolio.
Yesterday I made the drive up to Kentucky to see my brother and his family. This is a photo of them looking at old family photos while I was there.
I've been slowly scanning old prints to create an archive of my Dad's side of the family as well as our own immediate household growing up. The entire collection stands at 800+ scanned images, plus an assortment of newer digital photos.
I've already got a big start on scanning and organizing photos from my Mom's side of the family, and hope to pull that collection together soon. Of course these things are an ongoing story, but I wanted to make sure my nieces and nephews have a record of where they came from.
Donskoy Monastery. The same cat, closer now. He sleeps as if he knows all the necropolis’ secrets.
Technical Credits:
Location: Donskoy Monastery Necropolis, Moscow, Russia
Camera: Samsung Vega 77i QD
Film: Kodak Professional Plus-X 125 (expired December 2012)
Development: Kodak D-76
Scanner: Fujifilm Frontier SP-3000 (no corrections applied — raw scan)
Date: August 13, 2022
Notes: Film stored under unknown conditions for ~10 years past expiry. Results are experimental — a dialogue between time, chemistry, and chance. Grain softened, contrast reduced, tonal range subtly shifted. Each frame carries the memory of its own decay.