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" Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, and think of you.
Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new.
Flashbacks, warm nights, almost left behind.
Suitcase of memories, time after time.
After my picture fades and darkness has turned to gray.
Watching through windows, you're wondering if I'm OK.
Secrets stolen from deep inside,
The drum beats out of time..."
= Cyndi Lauper, 'Time after Time' =
Part of the old seafront at Torquay, dedicated to the memory of Amanda, who was only 23 when she passed away.
Torquay, Devon
Memories are crazy at times ⏰
It makes us feel lonely in the crowd But when alone it makes us we are in the crowd I miss you🍀🍀
#Good_Morning ➿🍁〽️🍁
I have a PCMCIA card reader, but it's slow :-(
I like to have muliple compact flash cards with different sizes instead a big one.
Some leftovers from a summer day at Golden Gardens park that didn't get posted back then. How could I have left these out?
Seattle, Washington.
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory...
My grandfather, Gilberto, made that rolling pin for my grandmother when they first came to the US from Italy...71 years ago. :)
Still rolling...
(his gifts got more romantic later. haha)
لا أحْمل صورتك في محُفظتي؛
لكنها تعيش على أية حال تحٍت جفني !
محفورة دون إرادتي ..
في كل تعْبير،
في كل بادرة،
في كل ترنيمة !
Occupy Toronto © Linda Dawn Hammond / IndyFoto.com 2011, protest camp, Canada, November 15, 2011.
Day of visit by renowned folk singer Gordon Lightfoot, whose 17 year old daughter Meredith is among the protesters. He spoke at length with the media in support of the cause. Later, he greeted my sister, who lives nearby in a group home, and shook her hand. After I saw him, I couldn't get the song, 'In the Early morning Rain' out of my mind. My late father had bought me my first album - by Gordon Lightfoot- when I was a bit younger than his Meredith, and that song was on it. It was a day of fathers and daughters, and memories...
I hear too often people saying that the protesters have made their point and now "should get a job', as if that's an easy thing to achieve. Not to mention that when you can find them, most jobs these days are underpaid, part-time positions with no future, benefits or stability. Many of those protesting are either undereducated or overqualified- and all in the same sinking boat, with the exception of crippling debts attached to the latter group. At the camp is a mix of politically motivated people who have chosen to be there, and others who evidently have no where else to go, but have found at the Occupy Camp a renewed sense of purpose, camaraderie and security- food and a safe place to sleep. They stand to lose the most when this is finally over.
People were asked to come by at 11pm that night to show solidarity as the protest had received an eviction notice and the police were expected to break up the camp. Fortunately there was an injunction and the eviction is now expected to take place at a later date- possibly on Saturday.
Most people at the camp reacted positively to the journalists taking photographs. An exception was Lightfoot's daughter, whom it appears didn't want to be identified as such, and another woman from Quebec, who was initially angry that I had been invited by a protester to photograph inside one of the tents, until she understood that I am a freelance photographer and don't work for any particular mainstream newspaper. Though at times I wish I did, as perhaps then I wouldn't be in this dismal, insecure financial situation, something which appears to be a shared concern with many of the protesters.
I just can't win. As i was leaving, I was berated once again for the act of taking photos of Occupy Toronto, but this time by a man waiting at the streetcar stop. He saw my Stop Ford button and my camera. On his way home from "working 7 days a week", he complained to me about his taxes, crowed about the ' warm, 5 bedroom house in High Park" awaiting him which his "hard-earned money had provided" (as he cast a dismissive eye towards the tent city behind him), showed me the callous hands of "a real worker" . He didn't believe that the police would consider using tear gas and tried to suggest it hadn't happened in Quebec City during the Summit protests, which I can verify as I was there. 5,000 canisters- I told him to look it up. His idiotic response was to ask if I work for Pravda (the Russian Communist party run newspaper, defunct since 1991 and now a tabloid)... hmmm... I wasn't actually aware that there was still a Cold War going on in 2011 Canada, but then again, neither is Toronto's Mayor Ford and company, who have been known to refer to some of "his" constituents as left wing, cycling Pinkos... (the people who didn't vote for him) , all of which explains the sprinkling of anti-Ford messages at the Occupy Toronto site. Here I was thinking only the suburbs had voted Ford in- but he has at least 1 supporter in High Park, who surprisingly takes public transit.
Photograph taken in the golden hour around sunrise at 07:47am on Tuesday 1st January 2013 near Adventure Island Theme Park and the Western Esplanade beneath the old pier on the muddy shoreline of Southend on Sea, Essex, England.
So many childhood memories, so many hours spent here beneath the pier as a child. So many happy times spent here looking through the lens of my Nikons.
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Nikon D800 70mm 1/20s f/2.8 iso200 Mirror Up RAW (14-bit)
Nikkor AF-S 70-200mm f/2.8G ED IF VRII. Jessops 77mm UV filter. Nikon MB-D12 battery grip. Manfrotto 055XPROB tripod. Manfrotto quick release plate 200PL-14. Manfrotto 327RC2 Grip action ball head. My memory 32GB class 10 20MB/s SDHC. Nikon MC-DC2 remote shutter release. Nikon GP-1 GPS unit
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LATITUDE: N 51d 31m 55.31s
LONGITUDE: E 0d 42m 56.37s
ALTITUDE: 4.0m
RAW (TIFF) FILE SIZE: 103.00MB
PROCESSED SIZE: 9.79MB
Some memories are always fresh, we cherish them for a very long time... some fade away and we recollect them every now and then... and some are lost... forever...
Wishing you all great Sunday evening/morning!
Disney's Animal Kingdom's Tree of Life lit up at night, reflecting in the water
Please do not use without permission.
See more at Makin' Memories Photoblog
The Making of Memory ... Steven Rose
Tell Me a Story: A New Look at Real and Artificial Memory ... Roger C. Schank
Genes & Disease: Alzheimer's Disease ... Evelyn B. Kelly
The Seven Sins of Memory: How the Mind Forgets and Remembers ... Daniel L. Schacter
Super Memory - Super Student: How to Raise Your Grades in 30 Days ... Harry Lorayne
The Mozart Effect: Tapping the Power of Music to Heal the Body, Strengthen the Mind, and Unlock the Creative Spirit ... Don Campbell
The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat and Other Clinical Tales ... Oliver Sacks
In Search of Memory ... Eric R. Kandel
The Brain: Our Universe Within [VHS]
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind [DVD]
Making Your Mind: Molecules, Motion, and Memory [DVD]
Scientific American Mind Jan/Feb 2012
Scientific American Mind Jul/Aug 2010
Part of my memory lane trip commemorating my ex. From thirty-some years ago. She was delightfully photogenic and we took a ton of shots. Am in the processs of converting many to digital format. This series may get lengthy.
This is a digital painting treatment, so view large for its real effect (otherwise, it's just a fuzzy photo).
This photo is posted in honor of fellow railfan and photographer Ryan Schoenfeldt, who passed away on March 29. Though I did not personally know him, I saw his fine work in the past, as he truly had a knack of capturing the essence of time and place, as well as the unique and unusual.
This photo was taken on 10-22-10 in Edgerton, WI. This special event was a very memorable experience for me, so I wanted one of my honorary posts to be from this day. It's a decidedly Wisconsin photo, as were many of Ryan's images, with the Soo 1003 steamer, the Wisconsin & Southern Railroad freight train, and an old tobacco plant as the backdrop.
A photo records a memory of time, subject, and place. Though all of us will someday face "our time," may we be remembered as well as Ryan for the passion and inspiration that we have shared with others, whether knowingly or unknowingly.
A few years ago, I had a film camera that I carried around with me that did not force the user to wind the film after every shot, allowing for multiple exposures. I made a point to only ever advance the film when I was just about to take a picture, and if I couldn't remember if I'd already used the current frame, I did not advance the film. These are images of things I wanted to remember, blurred into each other as a result of lapses in my memory.
"May Memories" is my first fashion shoot project so I feel extremely excited. And also this is first work of my lovely model. If she weren't good rapport in with me and didn't behave tolerant, we could not have such beautiful results! In this way,I realized her dream, she knows what I mean :) . Although we have a few unlucky situation, such as hot weather and my migren headache on shooting day, I believe we are great team! I hope you love my first project! I'd happy if you critisize them. In addiction, thanks my boyfriend for transportation and lighting during the shooting! Loves...
I have already started planning next shoot. It is coming soon.. ;)
Requiem for Soprano, Mezzo Soprano, Two Mixed Choirs and Orchestra - Gyorgy Ligeti
2001 A Space Odyssey - Original Soundtrack
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This late Renaissance epitaph (the donors can be seen in the panel below the crucifixion) is one of the most elaborate in St Mary - but it also in one of the parts of the church yet to be renovated. It will be absolutely spectacular when it's finished