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Where do I even start! It was such a jampacked day today :) I woke up bright and early to go volunteer at the Soup Kitchen which was tons of fun. :) I had the opportunity to gorge on some mangoes that looked like liver slices; they were surprisingly appetizing. :) After those 5ish hours were up, my sister and I took my dad out on a father-daughters date. :) He had a fantastic time. :) We saw Source Code! Great movie :) Along with that, Taylor socked me in my eye and made my eyes tear up. What a vicious woman she can be/is usually. ;)

My son Max, signing up for his first apartment rental. He'll be moving out this Saturday, and while I'm grateful for his maturity and independence, I will miss knowing he's right upstairs.

 

Wasn't it only yesterday that I heard the sound of my little boy digging through his tubs of Legos in search of a particular piece? I could've sworn it was...

Camden Road, Camden Town

I'm not a huge fan of "copying" other artists, although I'm sure there are times when I do, although I do believe that the majority of the time it is subconcious, because there's no joy for me in copying other artists... it seems like a waste of the brain, imagination, and creativity I've been given. Anyway, I would like to give some credit for this photo to Jeremy Cowart. It isn't that his work inspired me regarding this photograph, it's more that his style and technique is what drove me to keep working this concept and not be afraid of the result, because I consider this to be very stylistically different for me. Allow to me explain...

 

I came up with the concept for this photo almost 6 months ago. I had the general aspects of it worked out pretty quickly, but there were some details that I wanted to ponder over for a while. So, when I finally decided I was ready to shoot this (today), I had almost all aspects of it figured out... to the degree that I just needed to set it up, shoot it, and be done with it. But what happened is that I accidentally walked in front of the camera when an exposure was being made, and something about the overlaying of motion on this scene just really seemed to make sense. It was around this time that Jeremy Cowart's creativeLive workshop popped into my head, and I remembered how much I appreciated his willingness to experiment in really unorthodox ways... even if it meant coming-up with a really poor image. So I finished-off my "safe shot" (the one I had been planning for months), and then went into a totally different mindset (the one I briefly described above). When it came time to decide which photo to process and post, I really struggled. A part of me wanted to go with the "safe" route, posting the image that is more my style and along the lines of the original concept. But a different part of me kept wanting to push working with the secondary approach... the Jeremy Cowart way of being creative and experimental for the sake of creating something really genuinely unique.

 

The mechanics of this shot are like this... I was using a fairly long exposure, because most of the light in this scene is ambient (from a window, and from the lightbulb in the closet), then a rear-curtain flash would fire to add a bit of fill light. The long-exposure allows for movement, the flash allows for a certain degree of "freeze" on a moving subject. So, right before the shutter opened I would start walking... this creates some blurred movement. Then right before the shutter closes, the flash fires and illuminates and freezes the subject. You can see how the dark areas of the ambiently-lit background get overlayed with the flash-lit subject.

 

So again... this is my shout-out to Jeremy Cowart for inspiring me to not be afraid to try different things.

 

 

 

(Setup shot.)

 

 

Lighting/Setup Info

- SB600 at 24mm zoom and 1/8 power level, bare and bounced. Positioned camera-left about 4-feet from bounce surface, bounce surface was about 12-feet from subject. (Fill Light)

 

- Lightbulb in closet was flagged with black tin-foil so that the back wall (in the closet) wouldn't blow-out too much.

 

- Cybersyncs.

Our ipcam got her car in our driveway.

 

loading, moving out.

car.

 

driveway, Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.

 

June 4, 2016.

  

... Read my blog at ClintJCL at wordpress.com

... Read Carolyn's blog at CarolynCASL at wordpress.com

  

BACKSTORY: We had a feeling that the roommate situation would possibly only last for a week. This was the 2nd saddest day of 2016. R.I.P. Andrea.

loading, moving out, sitting.

car.

 

Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.

 

June 4, 2016.

  

... Read my blog at ClintJCL at wordpress.com

... Read Carolyn's blog at CarolynCASL at wordpress.com

  

BACKSTORY: We had a feeling that the roommate situation would possibly only last for a week. This was the 2nd saddest day of 2016. R.I.P. Andrea.

Our ipcam got her car in our driveway.

 

loading, moving out.

car.

 

driveway, Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.

 

June 4, 2016.

  

BACKSTORY: We had a feeling that the roommate situation would possibly only last for a week, but we were really hoping to be wrong. This was the saddest day of 2016. R.I.P. Andrea.

  

loading, moving out, sitting.

car.

 

Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.

 

June 4, 2016.

  

... Read my blog at ClintJCL at wordpress.com

... Read Carolyn's blog at CarolynCASL at wordpress.com

  

BACKSTORY: We had a feeling that the roommate situation would possibly only last for a week. This was the 2nd saddest day of 2016. R.I.P. Andrea.

This summer has been so strange. It was filled with lots of excitement, nerves and lots of changes. I can't believe summer is basically over... I've got less than a week left before University starts and i'm quite excited!!!

 

Also, this would be one of those pictures where the more you look at it, the more you see things you'd change. Ah oh well, i'll probably revisit this concept another time.

(released) Pile of paintings on the floor while we were packing up the room. The top painting was done by Mum.

yeeepee! .....my new address as per next week! The little wooden gate goes iiiiii when you open it, the buzzer goes grrrrrrr! and the neighbors... well they sound very nice too and have been so far very friendly, a far cry from my current ones.

The page has come to an end.

Our ipcam got her car in our driveway.

 

loading, moving out.

car.

 

Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.

 

June 4, 2016.

  

... Read my blog at ClintJCL at wordpress.com

... Read Carolyn's blog at CarolynCASL at wordpress.com

  

BACKSTORY: We had a feeling that the roommate situation would possibly only last for a week. This was the 2nd saddest day of 2016. R.I.P. Andrea.

Wall-e and I might be a little scarce in the next week or so due to moving.

I was pretty sad about it, seeing as how the one pair I wore to prom and the other are just plain awesome.

My final photo of my Northern Pakistan trip. I chose this moving out photo because there is something about this photo that I like. Go figure.

 

Thank you so much for following me through Flickr on my Northern Pakistan trip.

 

Those who are interested to view my 3 weeks holiday in Pakistan in a-4 minute video-photo, just go to :

www.youtube.com/watch?v=4X9LjX4U6Vs&feature=youtu.be

 

Location : Naran, Pakistan

After staying up all night in fear of our physical safety, we just wanted to get the crazy threatening lady who had us both shaking OUT of our house. It had become, for us, a hostile siege.

 

Due to passing out drunk, and us being too scared of her to wake her up, she was hours late for work (for the job she wouldn't have been able to start without our 2000mi roadtrip, which was lsot a week alter anyway).

 

Instead of getting ready for work, she unpacked her suitcases and spread all her pictures around in some kind of insane pile. The intelligent, calculating part of her knew she was in big trouble, and was trying to create sympathy with some grandiose display.

 

It was so completely & utterly surreal & totally heartbreaking. We didn't know what to think, but it was sprinkling crazy on top of "so scary we were shaking and barracading doors", which wasn't going to help.

 

We were scared to stand in the same room. We spoke from the hallway,literally holding knives behind our back, after how scared we were when she reached into the knife drawer the night before. (The night before, I grabbed a pillow to block the knife, but instead she used the knife she grabbed to make food, slamming our microwave door so hard that the glass or hinges really should have broken. Carolyn & I both felt that exact same possibility flash before our eyes. She was acting insane, and admitted it later.)

 

As soon as she left for work (late), we basically had to re-pack all the stuff she un-packed, and re-key our self-rekeying doors. It was pretty much the worst day ever.

 

I'd feel bad about posting these, but she's dead. The hurt is done. This is what happened. This was foreshadowing. We saw the situation, and angrily declared how f'ed up she was. But everyone else just continued to put drinks into her hand & invite her to a neverending stream of daily alcohol-fueled parties. It's a shame we never had a real chance to try to get her to settle into a homebody non-alcoholic lifestyle. I feel like that was the last real chance for her to be saved. But realistically, it was probably too late for her by the time we met her. We knew 4 people in a row she lived with, and every one had bad things to say. We weren't the only one that ended with the police; the majority had accusations of literal crimes.

 

Andrea.

moving out.

blankets, pictures, pictures of pictures, pillow, stuff.

 

Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.

 

June 4, 2016.

  

... Read my blog at ClintJCL at wordpress.com

... Read Carolyn's blog at CarolynCASL at wordpress.com

  

BACKSTORY: We had a feeling that the roommate situation would possibly only last for a week. This was the 2nd saddest day of 2016. R.I.P. Andrea.

Ella sonrie, con todos los dientes...

After 6 years we have left our beloved Tree House which we finally had outgrown. Here's a collection of images of the view from our bedroom window captured at various days since 2006, mostly after work while changing out of my work clothes

Sing of the new musical at Apollo Victoria Theatre in London. Movin´Out, the Broadway hit which combines the music of Billy Joel and the choreography of Twyla Tharp. --------- (LON_DSCN3945). Image copyrighted.

Throwing away 3 years of boring courses. Just kept 3 of them

Moving Out, City of Newburgh ~ New York

I don’t know if there is a moving “season,” but every time I have moved in my life it has usually been around this time of year. The school year is coming to an end, the weather is getting warmer, and really if you are going to move this time of year is ideal. Since I just had to relocate once again, I remembered just how much moving actually sucks. Most of us can’t afford to hire a moving company to do all the work (wouldn’t that be nice) and so I thought I would share some tips that have helped me simplify the daunting process of moving.

 

Plan! Planning out the details of your move will save you so many frustrations and headaches down the road. Make sure that you give yourself plenty of time to get everything packed up and cleaned before you have to vacate your home. The first thing I do is find boxes. I look for them wherever I think I can get them, and you would be surprised where you can find them. If you call your local grocery store they may have some on hand or be able to tell you when they will have them available. Most of the time they don’t save boxes so you need to be sure and ask when you can come pick them up before they get disposed of. If you can’t find any boxes you can always buy them form a U-Haul store. After that it is time to make sure that you have everything else you need to pack up your things. Here is my short list of must-haves:

 

Packing tape

Sharpies for labeling

Garbage bags

Pre-cut wrapping paper or newspaper for fragile items

Ample cleaning supplies

 

Pack smart! If you are packing up your clothes and you can’t remember the last time you wore an item, or worse if you moved it from your last place and haven’t worn it once since then, donate it or throw it out! If you can’t fix it, can’t fit it, or don’t need it, you’ll probably be fine without it. Trust me, you won’t miss it later, and you will be grateful when you have less to move and less to pack!

Stay organized! Try to pack up your home room by room and label all boxes well! Make sure you keep your priority items (changes of clothes, toiletries, etc.) separate and within easy access! The last thing you need to deal with on top of moving is not being able to find your toothbrush! Or your kid’s diapers, or your husband’s headphones, etc. Make sure than everyone has what they can’t live without for the trip so you aren’t searching through a million boxes and/or pulling your hair out.

Don’t be too OCD! It is great to be organized, but don’t spend too much time trying to make things perfect! As you are nearing the end of the packing process there are going to be a lot of odds and ends that don’t really “fit” anywhere. If you don’t see yourself needing those things in the near future, it is okay to just start piling those loose ends in a box labeled “MISC.” and calling it good! Don’t drive yourself crazy trying to be too organized and precise while packing!

Take care of yourself! Moving is stressful enough, if you become dehydrated or you forget to eat and all the sudden realize you’re starving, stop and get some food! Nothing makes moving worse than working with people who are tired and hungry, hence cranky! Keep snacks and a water bottle nearby and make sure you get plenty of rest, giving yourself the best chance to not have a meltdown mid-move!

 

If you want even more tips for streamlining your move, you can visit this link:

thejoyfulorganizer.com/2012/05/15/get-moving-2/

 

The Joyful Organizer is a blog written by a professional organizer and she has shared her best tips for a smooth move as well! Don’t let the stress of a move take away the adventure of going somewhere new!

 

More About Stryke Alarm Blog : titanalarm.ca/blog/home/take-the-stress-out-of-moving

 

Okay, a general fail on this picture. I conceived the idea in response to the "Almost Gone" challenge, but by the time I got round to taking to it, that challenge was over, so I adapted it to fit the "Begins with G" challenge - hence the title. I took it in time for the challenge, but it's been such a busy week, by the time I actually managed to edit it to my satisfaction, that challenge was closed! Argh! I decided to post it anyway, because I like it. This is why I haven't posted anything to a challenge for so long, because it's so damn hard!

Anyway, I took this the evening of our last night in the stinky apartment, when we were 'almost gone'. Another reason why this picture is late for life - no more almost! Totally moved out, in a lovely renovated villa (an actual house!!), with our own bathroom and everything! It's great :D I am very pleased to not have to climb those 5 dogdamn flights of stairs ever again - they made moving out even more exhausting!

But who cares! We're freeeeeee!

After staying up all night in fear of our physical safety, we just wanted to get the crazy threatening lady who had us both shaking OUT of our house. It had become, for us, a hostile siege.

 

Due to passing out drunk, and us being too scared of her to wake her up, she was hours late for work (for the job she wouldn't have been able to start without our 2000mi roadtrip, which was lsot a week alter anyway).

 

Instead of getting ready for work, she unpacked her suitcases and spread all her pictures around in some kind of insane pile. The intelligent, calculating part of her knew she was in big trouble, and was trying to create sympathy with some grandiose display.

 

It was so completely & utterly surreal & totally heartbreaking. We didn't know what to think, but it was sprinkling crazy on top of "so scary we were shaking and barracading doors", which wasn't going to help.

 

We were scared to stand in the same room. We spoke from the hallway,literally holding knives behind our back, after how scared we were when she reached into the knife drawer the night before. (The night before, I grabbed a pillow to block the knife, but instead she used the knife she grabbed to make food, slamming our microwave door so hard that the glass or hinges really should have broken. Carolyn & I both felt that exact same possibility flash before our eyes. She was acting insane, and admitted it later.)

 

As soon as she left for work (late), we basically had to re-pack all the stuff she un-packed, and re-key our self-rekeying doors. It was pretty much the worst day ever.

 

I'd feel bad about posting these, but she's dead. The hurt is done. This is what happened. This was foreshadowing. We saw the situation, and angrily declared how f'ed up she was. But everyone else just continued to put drinks into her hand & invite her to a neverending stream of daily alcohol-fueled parties. It's a shame we never had a real chance to try to get her to settle into a homebody non-alcoholic lifestyle. I feel like that was the last real chance for her to be saved. But realistically, it was probably too late for her by the time we met her. We knew 4 people in a row she lived with, and every one had bad things to say. We weren't the only one that ended with the police; the majority had accusations of literal crimes.

 

Andrea.

moving out.

pictures, pictures of pictures, stuff.

 

Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.

 

June 4, 2016.

  

... Read my blog at ClintJCL at wordpress.com

... Read Carolyn's blog at CarolynCASL at wordpress.com

  

BACKSTORY: We had a feeling that the roommate situation would possibly only last for a week.This was the 2nd saddest day of 2016. R.I.P. Andrea.

Everything's out, everything's clean. Keys dropped in the office. I'll miss the view a bit... but not much else.

Yes you read right, I'm giving away my random stuff that I've bought for MSH over the years. I will send free of charge within the UK but I have to ask that if you want anything sent abroad, I'll need a donation towards postage (via PayPal so you're protected if I don't send it to you!).

 

You may claim more than one item. Please leave a comment below stating what you want.

 

I'm not entirely sure where everything is right now, but will send as I find them.

 

1. 077:365 Yeehaw! - Britains horse with cowboy.

2. Get Off The Phone! - selection of plastic army men, I have many. - Some are going to shk, but should still be enough for someone else too.

3. 055:365 "That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet." - Fake corsage (attaches by both pin and clip).

4. 012:365 Squeeze Me - Pig stress toy.

5. 008:365 String Of Pearls - Fake pearl choker.

6. Red Hair Day - Dodgy wig.

7. But she *has* got a wart! - Fake witch nose.

8. 348:365 `tis merely a flesh wound - 4 plastic 'severed' fingers.

9. 328:365 Saved By The Bell - Pink china bell (UK only as fragile).

10. 284:365 The Lightness Of Being - Pack of purple feathers.

11. 283:365 Pimp My Ho - Red and black garter (cash not included).

12. 261:365 Choke - Dog 'choke chain'

13. 253:365 Smalti - small pack of different coloured smalti.

14. Thwack! - IKEA toy rat/mouse.

15. 087:365 Bunting - Plastic bunting and/or sequin bikini top (small size)

16. You'll Shoot Your Eye Out - Toy gun.

17. 047:365 Exterminate! - Dalek.

18. 029:365 Snow Birds - Penguin nesting dolls.

19. Kittens - Cats with magnetic bums.

20. Bright Copper Kettle - Dolls house scale 'copper' kettle.

21. 131:365 Do Something Funny For Money - Red nose and/or red rubber gloves.

22. 170:365 Crown - Plastic tiara.

23. 248:365 Wish Upon A Star - Indoor sparklers (designed for putting in desserts) UK only as can't go airmail.

24. 254:365 Ex-Balloon - Pack of various balloons.

25. Why Are There Always Random Letters Left? - Mini alphabet fridge magnets.

 

Created with fd's Flickr Toys

...at RG20. We are about to move to our new office at Humlegårdsgatan, and this is the last day we spend here.

Mavis Bushelman, freshman forensics chemistry major from Fort Mitchell, KY loads her belongings out of one of the Ridge Dorms and into their SUV with help from her father Ken. Photo by Robert Jordan/Ole Miss Communications

This piece of wood tormented me for nearly three years. Falling apart and continuously ripping my clothes.

Moving is about living in a box for a few days

This is the same one I posted before but I wanted them grouped together.

This family was moving out of their pre-renovated CHA unit in the Francis Cabrini Homes and into a newly renovated unit in the same housing project.

Our friend Bob didn't have a good ending to 2010. One day a board member of the community medical clinic he administered walked into his office with a box for him to put his things in and a letter that basically announced that he had been fired from a position he had had for years, a job that he seemed to be performing excellently. Then after being blind-sided by this his home was burglarized on Christmas Eve while he was visiting some friends.

 

Bob has a new job in Seattle - but the many dear friends he made while he was in Klamath Falls will miss him. Of course we all still be in touch via Facebook and maybe even some visits.

 

Goodbye, Bob.

 

Some previously funner times at Bob's (Baby Got Back):

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=-H7DHFVbCY8

July 23, 2011

Urbana, IL

 

This past weekend I went down to clean my Urbana apartment and turn in my key. After everything was tidy I tried to get all the roommates to pose for one last picture...which turned into ten pictures since no one can stay still apparently. Andrew got impatient.

Moving out to the main building

A regressive platform

the poetry of my heart says

for posting a picture of a madman

lying nude on the street no frontal

nudity no sexual implications no

perversion I a man who does not

post Porn was banned for 3 days

I contested the ban but they showed

me no grace I have decided to move

out of Facebook.. give up the chase

only Flickr and Twitter as my base

almost 10 years at Facebook..

as a photographer a street poet

a story teller my humility attacked

instead of praise..

dear Mr Marc Zuckerberg..

it was not like this always..

I followed Facebook terms

your rules of the book

I embraced.

 

But I have decided to retreat from FB

without any trace..

 

Good bye my Facebook friends fans

followers..

 

My Facebook page..

I finally stand erased

embalmed in oblivion

as I present my pain

my remorse my angst

unfortunate case

 

Thanking you all for

mentoring me guiding me

helping me I have no other

phrase.. soul made of iron

but human feet made of clay.

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