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In loving memory of Abe. We will miss you dearly during this Christmas time.

 

Merry Christmas to all my flickr friends!!

I love taking photos, cause they are my memories for life! Photography became my passion and the air I'm breathing!

Colleen and myself looking out at the Pacific Ocean at Point Reyes National Seashore, California.

 

**Winner of Tamron's Best Vacation Ever Contest Sponsored by Scrapbook Etc.com

memories of summer days, poppies for Poppy.

A westbound commuter pulls in to Fairview with a midday train. I grew up about a mile north of Fairview (in fact I still live there) and so the throaty sound of units are etched in my memory. Believe me, Metra’s F40’s do not sound the same!

 

Downers Grove IL / Fairview Ave

BN w/b commuter - Train 305

 

BN 9920 E9Au, ex-BN E9A 9920, ex-CBQ 9990

This effect is achieved by adding oil painting (I just learned) and layering stone and bamboo texture (myself).

Most everyday I drive by this school and always recall my primary school days here, it hasn't changed much apart from some renovations.

 

Heathfield Primary School was built in 1931 and it is still being used as a primary school, today!

 

Our Daily Challenge ~ Childhood Memories ...

 

Stay Safe and Healthy Everyone!

 

Thanks to everyone who views this photo, adds a note, leaves a comment and of course BIG thanks to anyone who chooses to favourite my photo .... Thanks to you all!

family

ordinaria solitudine

old pictures frames photograph

A view of the Oslo waterfront from the Ceremonial Gallery in Oslo's City Hall.

 

The curtains were designed by Frederikke Nicholaysen.

  

Barely remember these. I believe it is the second series of mobile phones.

January is always a time when we look back on the previous year and recall favourite moments. So over the next few posts i will do just that.

This was a lovely Afternoon Tea at Stors Park Hotel in the Lake District in April 2024.

Fran, isabel and myself had a wonderful afternoon

Taj Mahal is a white Marble mausoleum located in Agra, India. It was built by Mughal emperor Shah Jahan in memory of his third wife, Mumtaz Mahal. The Taj Mahal is widely recognized as "the jewel of Muslim art in India and one of the universally admired masterpieces of the world's heritage." Taj Mahal is the finest example of Mughal architecture, a style that combines elements from Persian, Turkish and Indian architectural styles. In 1983, the Taj Mahal became a UNESCO World Heritage Site. While the white domed marble mausoleum is the most familiar component of the Taj Mahal, it is actually an integrated complex of structures. The construction began around 1632 and was completed around 1653, employing thousands of artisans and craftsmen.

Soon after the Taj Mahal's completion, Shah Jahan was deposed by his son Aurangzeb and put under house arrest at nearby Agra Fort. Upon Shah Jahan's death, Aurangzeb buried him in the mausoleum next to his wife.

It's quite a gamble to speak out of place

Those things could kill you but so could your face

 

What occupies me, pays a low rent

Because fondness makes the heart grow absent

 

These things I say, may seem kinda cruel

So here's something from my heart to you

Looking at you, reminds me of looking at the sun

And how the blind are so damn lucky

 

Those holes on your face could be used better ways

Breathing's a distraction when you chatter away

 

These things I say, may seem to be lies

To seem risque, or sensationalize

 

And too many people can remember your name

Always walking you down memory lame

 

These things I say, may seem to offend

But not half as much, as I'd like to intend

Listening to you, reminds me of

A motor's endless drone

And how the deaf are so damn lucky

 

I'd be happy, if life came to a stall

Then I wouldn't need my senses at all

 

These things I say, might seem out of line

But day to day, I'm right every time

Looking at you, reminds me of

Looking at the sun

Too long

 

You'll find

That in no time

You'll be talking to yourself

Along with everybody else

Then you'll despise

The look in their eyes

It may be difficult to tell

If your looking at yourself

And you look fine

If you don't mind

That gaping hole that's on your face

A black hole that's out of place

And out of time

In a tight bind

To find something smart to say

When a silence comes your way

  

Jim O'Rourke.

Copenhagen, Denmark

Vis Kom : FHNW HGK Basel

Workshop by Mischa Leiner

Personal facts of life converted into an Info Graphic and utilized as an Info Graphic Classic Format Poster

Herbstsemester 2010/2011

 

Based On: A one hour write up about something about self-before knowing the task

 

Photograph taken by : Debolina Dubois (your's truly) - D90 Self-timer

© Do not use this image without my written permission.

Whenever we drink a bottle of wine, my wife and I write what we were

doing, thinking or where we were when we opened it. Sometimes mundane,

sometimes monumental, we love to look back on our time together by

perusing the corks as if they were an old box of photos. "Oh, remember

that...?"

Yakitori bar at Memory Lane.

 

Shinjuku, Japan 2014

_Ricordi dal tuo compleanno_

_Memories from your birthday_

Polaroid Instax Mini 9 - Paris (75007)

In Memory Attilavert

 

I Photo shopped this from Attilavert photo stream to honor his passing. We became online friends here on Flickr because of our shared love for soft sole Moccasins / Ballet Slippers and other types of soft sole foot ware. We also shared an interest in the Native American culture. It is with deep regret that I never found the time to get to know him better. I believe that we had a lot more in common and would have become closer friends.

Attilavert always posted positive comment on other’s photos. If he could help in any way he would do so. The photos he posted if his wife Jeannie and himself have given me and many other hours of pleaser. He will be missed but not forgotten.

 

If you knew Attilavert and want to honor him with a comment, please feel free to do so.

 

St Editha, Tamworth, Staffordshire.

Lambert Memorial Window, 1901 - detail.

Made by Morris & Co.

Designed by Edward Burne-Jones (1833-1898).

In memory of Brooke Lambert MA Vicar of this Parish 1872-1878 born 17th day of September 1834 died 5th day of January 1901.

 

Morris & Co (1861-1947).

The firm was set up in 1861 by William Morris (1834-1896) as Morris, Marshall, Faulkner & Co, originally with (among others) Edward Burne-Jones, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Ford Madox Brown and Philip Webb. From 1865 the workshops were in Bloomsbury, and when in 1875 the firm changed its name to Morris & Co, Burne-Jones became the principal designer. In 1881 the workshops moved again, to Merton Abbey. Revolutionary in its beginnings, and extremely influential in terms of design and quality, the firm finally closed in 1947.

Tramonto da Monte Kalfa - 1000m s.l.m

25/06/2017

 

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