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Memory wears dress and shrug from jny_jeanpretty, it is made by her friend. Thank you Jean, we love it!
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A memory quilt made for my in-laws overseas - a nice homemade way for them to see the girls everyday :)
Photo form the 2010 Concours d'Elegance in Pebble Beach uploaded wirelessly with my Eye-Fi memory card.
Just finished this afghan on Christmas Day. It's 7 rows wide and extra long. It's washed and now being used by my honey. He says he loves it. Most of the yarn is remnants from his mother's collection.
It’s our present and for many the golden past. In 1year time we will be out of this campus (at least we hope so) then we will ponder in the memories of this place..for that time a plain capture.
To create this image I have used the blur tool on photoshop to make the boy on the left look blurry. My original idea was to blank him out in white, but after using the blur effect I feel it worked better and conveyed what I wanted it to better. I wanted to show someone you don’t really remember. They used to be a part of your life when you were younger, but as you’ve grown up you’ve forgotten them, the memories aren’t as clear.
This is part of a clear out.... All my memory cards are full and I am off to the Western Isles of Scotland in exactly a week. Plus, this week was an experiment, a training exercise for next year's 365 - wanted to check I still had it in me to take photos every day!
There are some serious flaws in this, particularly in the sky on the far right. But I am happy enough as I am anticipating plenty of stunning vistas on my itinerary of Scottish Islands, so this is a new skill for me I am basically trying to perfect (a long way to go judging from this training shot!)
Above the clouds, leaving Manchester NH.... the most beautiful sky to bid me goodbye, and my promise to return
Not Geo-located exactly but in the right area ... Why you ask?, because dickheads saw this and other images of mine and decided to cut through the farmers fenceline and go 4x4ing across his paddock to go find/steal these objects causing some considerable damage to the farmers property... :-(
جالت بـ بالي ذكريات العمر الي مضى
كم سريع كان الوقت يمضي
و كم من لحظات استوقفت عندها
مرت 3 سنين و بدينا بالـ رابعة
عرفنا ناس .. و خسرنا ناس ..
عرفنا ان مو الكل يستحق التقدير ..
و لا الكل يستحق الوفى ..
و الحمدلله .. الذي بنعمته تتم الصالحات
The Pic is not that Professional Capture .. But it meant a lot for me ♥
Zene.Q8: Hatha ourl Differential class, 11 KH, 201 :D
She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes. ~Frank Deford
Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. ~From the television show The Wonder Years
Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things. ~Pierce Harris, Atlanta Journal
The leaves of memory seemed to make
A mournful rustling in the dark.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to die.
~Thomas Campbell, Hallowed Ground
i made this patchwork cover out of bits of my childrens old clothes so that it can evoke all those childhood memories
This a Game Development study session of creating a game for Katsuhiro Otomo's Memories
Those unfamiliar of his works he created AKIRA along with a ton of other work.
The reason for focus of this at the time, this animation film was way before it's time and was and still is artistically creative.
Three stories in one film, similiar to the TV classic Amazing Stories
Also known as Bishop Cemetery #2 Restland Memory Park was established in 1919, following flooding from the 1919 hurricane, a committee, headed by J. M. Binion, acquired and designed a new cemetery to relocate some of the burials from the original town cemetery and for future citizens of Bishop.
In April 1920, twenty-one burials were relocated to Restland Memory Park. Citizens recollect witnessing the procession of caskets across town. Most of these were reinterred burials from the 1910, and included many young children, along with one World War I soldier, Joseph Ray Teasley (1893 - 1918).
The first new burial was for the infant son of Rudolph and Johanna Menn in 1920. Between 1942 and 1962, additional sections opened. Francis Zion Bishop (1880 - 1950), the founder and namesake of the town of Bishop is buried here.
With more than 1.600 burials, the cemetery provides a record of the pioneer area families and generations of doctors, nurses, veterans, educators, preachers and business leaders, fraternal organizations such as the masons, Order of the Eastern Star, Woodmen of the World and Daughters of the Republic of Texas are represented.
Over the years, the community has participated in the maintenance of the cemetery. The Women's History Club donated the brick entrance and the east brick fence. Other items such as the flagpole and flag were donated by the community. The Bishop Cemetery Association formed in 1987 and has continued the care and maintenance of the sacred ground. (2017) (Marker No. 15961)
Memory wears dress and shrug from jny_jeanpretty, it is made by her friend. Thank you Jean, we love it!
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the sense of smell is one of the strongest memory triggers...
i have always experienced this in a very strong way. there are many smells that instantly bring certain memories front and center to my mind. some are simple, everyday smells that everyone can recognize and identify, and some are more elusive and harder to describe, and yet bring the strongest memories.
for instance: the smell of clothes dried on a clothesline in the sunshine immediately makes me think of my mom... she always hung our clothes outside, as long as there was sunshine, and as i got older, it was my job to help bring them in when they were dry. so, that wonderful smell of fresh air clinging to a slightly stiff towel is an amazing jog down memory lane.
now, a more elusive smell would be the slightly musty, mothbally, old smell that i associate with the things stored in my grandma's "third room"... the room she keeps all of her craft items in. fabric, yarn, thread, and countless other interesting items are stored here... it was a place i loved to dig in when i was younger, and that feeling has never gone away. now that my grandma is getting older and can't do many of her crafts anymore, she has begun to share many of these things with me, and when i bring them home, there is that unmistakable scent that just screams "grandma's house" on everything.
i have many memories connected with scent that i can't even put into words... some, because they are too precious to share... and some, because they are so elusive that i can't recall them until the moment that a certain scent enters my nostril, and then it all comes flooding back...
but, as a final gesture, i'm going to share one last trigger...
you see it above.
it is the scent of sweet, tantalizing lilacs. these flowers have always been one of my favorites. their beauty is so fleeting and their scent so intoxicating that it's hard not to love them. and, since they are such a part of my whole life growing up, there are, quite honestly, many memories associated with them.... not the least of which is that they remind me of my sister's wedding. we (the bridesmaids) carried lilacs and, for a wedding in august, this was extra special.
however, that is not the first memory that comes rushing to my mind when, on that first glorious day in May, i smell the lilacs for the first time.
no, it is the memory of my dear sweet grandmother who passed away 7 years ago this Christmas... truly one of the sweetest women i've ever known or had the privilege of being taught by... a woman so godly and dedicated... so kind but firm... so caring in all ways, wanting nothing more than to see her children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren love their families and love God.
a woman who i miss every single day.
a woman i want to be like.
a woman i will someday see again.
i miss you grandma....
Jolly Memory | Ken F. | Blue Ribbon | 23 | "Semiminiatures, Green Foliage - Pink, Rose, Red, Wine, Coral, and Fuchsia" |
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Memories of grandparents-in-law I never met. We live in their 45-year old house, which we have lovingly renovated ourselves over the past 12 years. These utensils were found in the crawl space. I finally just framed them to put in our kitchen (oh yeah, and it covers up an electrical outlet I hate looking at when I am sitting in the living room). I really like that they are grody and way past their prime. They were practical people and I wish I could have known them.
An exhibition by Félix Luque and Iñigo Bilbao
Memory Lane is an audiovisual installation exploring in new ways the theme of memory and space through different artefacts the two artists produced from 3D-captured landscapes of their childhood in Asturias (Spain). Better yet, these natural environments – strands, rocky areas, woodland – do not simply inspire this project: they literally feed it. Turned into data via a high-end 3D panoramic scanning and modelling, these locations served as a mould to the sculpted piece presented in the final installation.
On the one hand, two large screens let you experience a new form of cinematography: explore the data cloud of the 3D-scanned static scenes, imagine what cannot actually be seen and what might lurk into darkness. On the other, a sand rock, which was scanned and reproduced in full detail floats on top of powerful electromagnets within a structure that shifts horizontally. The noise produced by the magnetic field is amplified to create a sound environment that surrounds the two artworks in an almost meditative ambience. The installation forms in this way a coherent unit: sand rock and landscape – slowly shifting together and coming through as hyperrealist as well as clearly artificial – are two aspects of the same investigation on memory and space, on perception of reality and on the human capacity of generating fiction, either by means of a simple child's game or of a complex technological process.
Memory Lane exhibition space is a landscape composed of four parts: a series of large prints, a 2 channels video, a levitation sculpture, and Bois Mort ("Snag"), a new light&sound sculpture produced especially for this show at iMAL. The installation was first exhibited in September 2015 during the Ars Electronica Festival at Linz (AT).
Working with lead Seasoned visual artist Haleh Jamali and also supported by Lindsay McFarlane, patients have created artworks inspired by memories set into drawers. Each drawer draws on particular memory themes, is wall-papered with photos, text and images and contains found and made objects. The drawers are to be framed as hung boxes. Installed on top are memory bottles containing short pieces memories that patients can use to discuss with others. Created in Bannockburn Hospital, Stirling 2011-12