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The Cotton Pygmy Goose or the Cotton Teal, Nettapus coromandelianus is a small perching duck which breeds in Pakistan, India, Bangladesh, southeast Asia and south to northern Australia.
Small examples are the smallest waterfowl on earth, at as little as 160 g (5.5 oz) and 26 cm (10.5 in). White predominates in this bird's plumage. Bill short, deep at base, and goose-like.
Male in breeding plumage is glossy blackish green crown, with white head, neck, and underparts; a prominent black collar and white wing-bar. Rounded head and short legs. In flight, the wings are green with a white band, making the male conspicuous even amongst the huge flying flocks of the Lesser Whistling Duck, which share the habitat. Female paler, without either black collar and only a narrow or nonexistent strip of white wing-bar. In non-breeding plumage (eclipse) male resembles female except for his white wing-bar. Flocks on water bodies (jheels), etc.
Call: A peculiar clucking, uttered in flight
It is largely resident, apart from dispersion in the wet season, but Chinese birds winter further south. It nests in tree holes, laying 8-15 eggs.
This is an abundant species in Asia, although the slightly larger Australian race appears to be declining in numbers.
Found on all still freshwater lakes (jheels), rain-filled ditches, inundated paddy fields, irrigation tanks, etc. Becomes very tame on village tanks wherever it is unmolested and has become inured to human proximity. Swift on the wing, and can dive creditably on occasion.
Cotton Teal is the smallest duck you can find in China. According to the bird expert, this female one is the first Cotton Teal record in Shanghai after 1955 and the first photo record in Shanghai. I am a lucky man.
Haiti and the Louisiana Purchase
The Haitian Revolution, one of the most remarkable events in human history, destroyed French Emperor Napoleon I's dreams of creating a new French Empire in North America and opened the door to the Louisiana Purchase, which doubled the size of the United States. The Purchase, combined with the Lewis & Clark expedition that traversed it, was a great triumph of Thomas Jefferson's presidency, but at the same time the Purchase opened up vexing political and constitutional questions that may, in the end, have undermined Jefferson's vision of an expansive yeoman's republic, extended the system of slavery, and pushed the country onto the road toward Civil War.
The Haitian Revolution (1791–1804) was a period of conflict in the French colony of Saint-Domingue, which culminated in the elimination of slavery there and the founding of the Haitian republic. Although hundreds of rebellions occurred in the New World during the centuries of slavery, only two, the American revolution that began in 1776 and the Haitian revolution that began in 1791, were successful in achieving permanent independence. The Haitian Revolution is regarded as a defining moment in the history of Africans in the New World.
Although an independent government was created in Haiti, its society continued to be deeply affected by the patterns established under French colonial rule. The French established a system of minority rule over the illiterate poor by using violence and threats. Because many planters had provided for their mixed-race children by African women by giving them education and (for men) training and entrée into the French military, the mulatto descendants became the elite in Haiti after the revolution. By the time of war, many had used their social capital to acquire wealth, and some already owned land. Some had identified more with the French colonists than the slaves, and associated within their own circles.
Their domination of politics and economics after the revolution created another two-caste society, as most Haitians were rural subsistence farmers. In addition, the nascent state's future was practically "mortgaged" to French banks in the 1820s, as it was forced to make massive reparations to French slaveholders in order to receive French recognition and end the nation's political and economic isolation. These payments may have permanently affected Haiti's economy and wealth.
In 1789 Saint-Domingue, producer of 60 percent of the world's coffee and 40 percent of the world's sugar imported by France and Britain, was the most profitable colony the French owned. It was the wealthiest and most flourishing of the slave colonies in the Caribbean. The lowest class of society was enslaved blacks, who outnumbered whites and free people of color by ten to one. The slave population on the island totaled almost half of the one million slaves in the Caribbean by 1789. They were mostly African-born. The death rate in the Caribbean exceeded the birth rate, so imports of enslaved Africans continued. The slave population declined at an annual rate of two to five percent, due to overwork; inadequate food, shelter, clothing and medical care; and an imbalance between the sexes, with more men than women. Some slaves were of a creole elite class of urban slaves and domestics, who worked as cooks, personal servants and artisans around the plantation house. This relatively privileged class was chiefly born in the Americas, while the under-class born in Africa labored hard under abusive conditions.
In France, the majority of the Estates General, an advisory body to the King, constituted itself as the National Assembly, made radical changes in French laws, and on 26 August 1789, published the Declaration of the Rights of Man, declaring all men free and equal. The French Revolution shaped the course of the conflict in Saint-Domingue and was at first widely welcomed in the island. At first, wealthy whites saw it as an opportunity to gain independence from France, which would allow elite plantation-owners to take control of the island and create trade regulations that would further their own wealth and power. So many were the twists and turns in the leadership in France, and so complex were events in Saint-Domingue, that various classes and parties changed their alignments many times. However, the Haitian Revolution quickly became a test of the ideology of the French Revolution, as it radicalized the slavery question and forced French leaders to recognize the full meaning of their revolution.
On the night of 21 August 1791, the slaves of Saint Domingue rose in revolt and plunged the colony into civil war. The signal to begin the revolt was given by Dutty Boukman, a high priest of vodou and leader of the Maroon slaves, during a religious ceremony at Bois Caïman on the night of 14 August. Within the next ten days, slaves had taken control of the entire Northern Province in an unprecedented slave revolt. Whites kept control of only a few isolated, fortified camps. The slaves sought revenge on their masters through “pillage, rape, torture, mutilation, and death”. Because the plantation owners long feared a revolt like this, they were well armed and prepared to defend themselves. Nonetheless, within weeks, the number of slaves who joined the revolt reached approximately 100,000. Within the next two months, as the violence escalated, the slaves killed 4,000 whites and burned or destroyed 180 sugar plantations and hundreds of coffee and indigo plantations.
One of the most successful black commanders was Toussaint L'Ouverture, a self-educated former domestic slave. Like Jean François and Biassou, he initially fought for the Spanish Crown in this period. After the British had invaded Saint-Domingue, L'Ouverture decided to fight for the French if they would agree to free all the slaves. Sonthonax had proclaimed an end to slavery on 29 August 1793. L'Ouverture worked with a French general, Étienne Laveaux, to ensure all slaves would be freed. He brought his forces over to the French side in May 1794 and began to fight for the French Republic. Many enslaved Africans were attracted to Toussaint's forces. He insisted on discipline and restricted wholesale slaughter.
The last battle of the Haitian Revolution, the Battle of Vertières, occurred on 18 November 1803, near Cap-Haitien. It was fought between Haitian rebels led by Jean-Jacques Dessalines and the French colonial army under the Viscount of Rochambeau. On 1 January 1804, from the city of Gonaïves, Dessalines officially declared the former colony's independence, renaming it "Haiti" after the indigenous Arawak name. Although he lasted from 1804–1806 several changes began taking place in Haiti. Transnationals became the backbone of Haitian identity as the territory's social structure changed becoming once again an agricultural society in a state of semi-serfdom. A tiny minority of state officials and civil servants were employed, who were exempt from manual labor, included many freed colored Haitians. This major loss was a decisive blow to France and its colonial empire.
On 1 January 1804, Dessalines, the new leader under the dictatorial 1801 constitution, declared Haiti a free republic. Haiti was the first independent nation in Latin America, the first post-colonial independent black-led nation in the world, and the only nation whose independence was gained as part of a successful slave rebellion. The country was crippled by years of war, its agriculture devastated, its formal commerce nonexistent.
The Haitian Revolution was influential in slave rebellions in the United States and British colonies. According to Haitian writer Michael J. Dash, the U.S. government feared that a successful slave revolt in Haiti would inspire a similar revolt in the United States. The revolution likely inspired a temporary increase in slave rebellions in the US, and this scared Southern plantation owners concerned about their own slaves rebelling. This fear resulted in a growing conservatism in US political culture, and leaders began to turn against the ideology of the French Revolution when they saw its influence in the Caribbean.
In 1807, Britain became the first major power to permanently abolish the slave trade. However, slavery was not fully abolished in the British West Indies until 1833. It continued in the French colonies until 1848. The Haitian Revolution stood as a model for achieving emancipation for slaves in the United States who mimicked Toussaint L'Ouverture's actions. L'Ouverture remains a popular figure to this day.
I took this today on my way home from visiting my mom at her work.
Lately, I've been pretty quiet and to myself. I haven't really been going out or seeing anyone like I usually do. Things with my love life have pretty much plummeted to rock bottom. It's honestly nonexistent nowadays. I'm trying little by little to help myself move forward, but my mind and heart still seems to be in the past.
I miss him.
They Live, We Sleep
Artist Statement
“We are living in an artificially induced state of consciousness that resembles sleep. The poor and the underclass are growing. Racial justice and human rights are nonexistent.
They influence our decisions without us knowing it. They numb our senses without us feeling it. They control our lives without us realizing it.
They have created a repressive society and we are their unwitting accomplices ...their intention to rule rests with the annihilation of consciousness.
We have been lulled into a trance.
They have made us indifferent, to ourselves, to others; we are focused only on our own gain. They are safe as long as they are not discovered ...that is their primary method of survival.
Keep us asleep, keep us selfish, keep us sedated...they are dismantling the sleeping middle class.
More and more people are becoming poor. We are their cattle. We are being bred for slavery.”
– They Live
This photographic body of work is inspired by John Carpenter’s 1988 film, “They Live.” The movie was also credited by Shepard Fairey “as a major source of inspiration for his own subversive brand of street art.” They Live was the basis for his use of the word ‘OBEY’ that became his main campaign and a popular clothing brand consequently.
The protagonist of the movie, an unemployed drifter named "Nada," accidentally comes across a box of sunglasses. After putting a pair on, he realizes that they are quite special. He sees the world in black and white and discovers that it's not what it seems. The series of images I have created are like those unique sunglasses that Nada stumbled upon, aim to show the world to the viewer for what it truly is. I hope they will help people to take into consideration what they sacrifice by blindly following self-serving governments and corporations’ agendas.
Through this photographic project my intent is to encourage people to be more aware of the habitual ways of living that we have been thoughtlessly following for most of human history. It seems as though the human race would have learned by now to not put their trust in the hands of the misguiding ruling class. Unfortunately most of the humanity is still in the state of mindless consumerism and simply does not realize that their decisions, their entire lives are being manipulated.
Ok so basically before march break my life collapsed in my face. I lost two of my best friends, I moved, I was losing faith in life and like I was starting to become depressed and stuff. But then teens conference was coming up and I honestly didn't want to go there because I would have rather played some COD Ghosts, Played Dota 2 and hang with my friends but like I went because I was supposed to sleepover at Andrews house and like yeah (A personal thank you to Beth, Marcus, Andrew and Janice for being there for me then and now because without you guys I would probably be super depressed and not be living my life the way I am. for being my rocks through this dark time for me and like just being such good friends and everything for me) . So at TC I made friends Like Johanna, Jenny, David and Alison (Team Anchor represent). So like on the final night we were watching like this thing of Jesus crucifixion and like Aaron was getting crucified and like I cried and like accepted that I have sinned more then a normal person should and like I accepted Jesus. Ok so like now I've changed a lot as a person. I have cut down my swearing until the point that it is almost nonexistent. I am so happy now a days because I now know that I have someone else that has my back. God has blessed me with so many blessing (A nice new FAM, Beth, Andrew, Marcus and Janice, a house over my head, smart and etc). Like I am happy becoming a "Goody Goody christian boy". I have put God first instead of my schooling or my personal greeds which is honestly the hardest thing to do for me because i can be self centered. I am proud to be a Christian because it is who I am and I know that I will only get stronger in my faith with God!! yeah if you want me to say more message me or approach me whenever you want to and we can talk
This is what happens when I put an entire cream puff in my mouth. Thanks to Ashton for capturing this glorious moment.
I took photos of The GNU Deal for about 5 hours. They bought me this lovely bowl of Vietnamese soup, and my dislike of Pho went from moderate to nonexistent! Just add cock sauce and you're good to go. Amiright?
Song of the day: It's an album. Go listen to The GNU Deal.
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Unlike most of Trippy's meretricious* tales, for which evidence is at best tenuous and more often nonexistent, rare production stills recently discovered in the archives of late fantasy film historian Forrest J. (Forry) Ackerman appear to substantiate Trippy's claim to have worked with director Fritz Lang on Lang's epic silent era production of Die Nibelungen.
Day 235, The 365 Toy Project.
10 May 2009.
We surely didn't expect our short stopover in San Francisco to provide a major wildlife viewing experience, but a cacaphony of jubilant howls led us to the docks near Fisherman's Wharf, where something like a hundred California Sea Lions were lolling about happily in the afternoon sun.
It's a curious enigma in evolutionary biology that the fossil record of Pinnipeds is so sparse, or, in many cases, nonexistent. The oldest known seal in the book of rocks dates from the Oligocene, some 30 million years ago, and there is precious little fossil evidence of the transition from a terrestrial to an amphibian mammal.
It's thought that this family of creatures returned to the sea some 40 MYA, with researchers divided into two camps, those who favor a branching off from the Ursids, ( Bear-like animals) and those who advocate a descent from the Mustelids ( the genus which includes Otters and Mink),.... But, Nobody really knows. Perhaps some amazing fossil find will shed some light on this, as recent discoveries have done regarding the ancestry of Whales.
A radioactive fossil Transformer, though hilariously based on the (as we now know) nonexistent Dracorex. It's a juvenile Pachycephalosaurus.
Photo by Oscar Leiva/Silverlight
Comasagua is located in southwestern El Salvador in the Balsamo coastal range between San Salvador and La Libertad departments. The Balsamo Range is a coffee producing area with 3,452 coffee farmers with 33,502 ha of coffee. These coffee-dominated watersheds on the south slopes of the Balsamo mountain range are the water sources and recharge areas for water sources for the towns and villages in the upper watershed plus numerous fast-growing tourist cities and towns in the coastal zone directly south of Comasagua, including the city of La Libertad. The high elevation coffee farms in Comasagua produce high quality coffee. Nevertheless, most farms have yields far below potential and investment continues to be limited. Coffee rust hit many of these farmers severely in 2012.
There has never been a significant water resource management program in this area; the water issues are serious and highly conflictive within these watersheds. Collaboration between municipalities, communities and coffee producers is considered weak to nonexistent.
Okay, on New Years Day, 2011, on that bridge, I wasn't contemplating anything more drastic than photographing the bridge and, if possible, its bridge plate.
The plates were long gone, but that wasn't what was troubling me.
The pressing need of a car repair, inconvenient in time and dollars, was on my mind, with some other things that now seem too trivial to note, to remember, for that matter, since memory doesn't serve me as I type this.
The day was beautiful, though, crisp, clear and breezy, and we were starting 2011 exploring, maybe following that up with some Mexican food.
A fellow with a pack had been walking toward the bridge, along the fence line at the edge of the drainage easement. He was dressed warmly, with a stocking cap and worn trousers and very very worn shoes.
As we were returning from a futile quest for the bridge plate on the north end of the bridge and better luck with an angle for a shot, the fellow was standing on the sidewalk on the south end of the bridge.
We stopped to wish him a Happy New Year and to comment on the beauty of the day. His English was less than perfect and my Spanish is (I'm ashamed to say) essentially nonexistent, but he managed to eloquently communicate that it was indeed a good day, when people could meet and greet in such a way and share good will. He communicated how fortunate we three were, with health and friends and love and basic needs met.
Occasionally casting eyes and hands toward the sky, as he spoke, Julio made clear where he felt the source of all this wealth resided.
Handshaking and hugs were certainly appropriate and were shared.
When I asked if I could take a picture of him, he swept the knit cap off his head and struck this pose.
We left feeling that whatever worries we'd brought to the bridge were not really so important after all.
If, as old movies would have us believe, special encounters can happen at this time of year on bridges, and if those encounters might also be experienced by those with too too trivial concerns, then Julio might, someday, look very good with wings.
Mart Stout, who worked for 13 years as an intelligence analyst with the State Department and CIA, discusses American intelligence operations during World War I that ranged from aerial photography missions and code-cracking to efforts to secure the homeland against spies and saboteurs. “By looking at that, you can understand a lot about how it’s done today,” Stout told his audience at the Kansas City Public Library. Among other initiatives, he pointed out, the U.S. employed renowned archeologists to search for suspected (and ultimately nonexistent) secret German submarine bases in Mexico and elsewhere in Central America. (Photo by Steve Wieberg, KCPL)
SOOC
The queen-Pablo Neruda
I have named you queen.
There are taller ones than you, taller.
There are purer ones than you, purer.
There are lovelier than you, lovelier.
But you are the queen.
When you go through the streets
no one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
at the carpet of red gold
that you tread as you pass,
the nonexistent carpet.
And when you appear
all the rivers sound
in my body, bells
shake the sky,
and a hymn fills the world.
Only you and I,
only you and I, my love,
listen to it.
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Main Street Helen, GA-2007. Personal collection. Photographer Tiffany Horn.
The above photo is a picture of current day Helen, GA. As shown in one of my previous photos, Helen has gone under a complete makeover in its physical appearance. Helen was close to being nonexistent in the many years following World War II. It was suffering from lack of business and population was decreasing. There was a need for an answer to the solution, and it would soon be given to the town by an artist inspired by time spent in a foreign country.
It was 1967 and Helen was on the verge of being considered a business ghost town. There were only nine concrete buildings standing, and all were empty. No income was being brought to the town. Three local citizens of Helen, Jim Wilkins, Pete Hodkinson, and Bob Fowler, were on a mission to better the town and turn around the economy. They were given help by an artist, who was a frequent visitor to the area and a native of Habersham County, with his European ideas.
John Kollock had spent a year touring in Bavaria while he was active in the U.S. Army. During that year he fell in love over the aesthetics of the Bavarian village. After easy persuasion by the Helen residents, Kollock toured and overviewed the entire town for possible suggestions of changes that could be made. The idea was to accent the beautiful rolling hills and forest surrounding the concrete center of Helen. It was shortly after his observations of the cities abandoned streets nestled in the middle of natural beauty that Kollock began to think of his year in Bavaria. He knew that bringing a Bavarian feel to the town would give a new twist to the area, and bring lots of business opportunities. After consulting with the Helen officials, Kollock began working on sketches of the new look for Helen. He had finished with his perspective drawings on January 3, 1969. Less than two weeks later, on January 13, 1969, the first nail was driven symbolizing the start of great changes to come.
From the late 70s to the late 80s, constant increase in real estate, retail sales, and developing businesses was occurring. The benefits of Kollock’s ideas were showing up through out the town. When asked about his initial idea, Kollock replied, “Helen was a perfect place for this kind of Alpine Architecture.” Now Helen is going strong and striving off of its main industry focus, tourism. It offers many services such as German-based and American restaurants, local bars and pubs, and many shops that encompass Bavarian goods of different sorts. Helen is still, however, to keep that cozy Georgia small town feel with its local country stores and granaries. After a long century of dealing with hardships in its economic stability, Helen has finally found its niche that has brought it great success.
Anglen, Polly H. “Today’s Playground; Tomorrow’s Gatlinburg?” _North Georgia Journal_ (Winter 1989-90): 20-25.
Speath, Susan. “Hoedown, Helen Style.” _The Daily Times_. 29 October 1970. Sec. 6C.
For more information on Bavaria, visit: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bavaria
They Live, We Sleep
Artist Statement
“We are living in an artificially induced state of consciousness that resembles sleep. The poor and the underclass are growing. Racial justice and human rights are nonexistent.
They influence our decisions without us knowing it. They numb our senses without us feeling it. They control our lives without us realizing it.
They have created a repressive society and we are their unwitting accomplices ...their intention to rule rests with the annihilation of consciousness.
We have been lulled into a trance.
They have made us indifferent, to ourselves, to others; we are focused only on our own gain. They are safe as long as they are not discovered ...that is their primary method of survival.
Keep us asleep, keep us selfish, keep us sedated...they are dismantling the sleeping middle class.
More and more people are becoming poor. We are their cattle. We are being bred for slavery.”
– They Live
This photographic body of work is inspired by John Carpenter’s 1988 film, “They Live.” The movie was also credited by Shepard Fairey “as a major source of inspiration for his own subversive brand of street art.” They Live was the basis for his use of the word ‘OBEY’ that became his main campaign and a popular clothing brand consequently.
The protagonist of the movie, an unemployed drifter named "Nada," accidentally comes across a box of sunglasses. After putting a pair on, he realizes that they are quite special. He sees the world in black and white and discovers that it's not what it seems. The series of images I have created are like those unique sunglasses that Nada stumbled upon, aim to show the world to the viewer for what it truly is. I hope they will help people to take into consideration what they sacrifice by blindly following self-serving governments and corporations’ agendas.
Through this photographic project my intent is to encourage people to be more aware of the habitual ways of living that we have been thoughtlessly following for most of human history. It seems as though the human race would have learned by now to not put their trust in the hands of the misguiding ruling class. Unfortunately most of the humanity is still in the state of mindless consumerism and simply does not realize that their decisions, their entire lives are being manipulated.
They Live, We Sleep
Artist Statement
“We are living in an artificially induced state of consciousness that resembles sleep. The poor and the underclass are growing. Racial justice and human rights are nonexistent.
They influence our decisions without us knowing it. They numb our senses without us feeling it. They control our lives without us realizing it.
They have created a repressive society and we are their unwitting accomplices ...their intention to rule rests with the annihilation of consciousness.
We have been lulled into a trance.
They have made us indifferent, to ourselves, to others; we are focused only on our own gain. They are safe as long as they are not discovered ...that is their primary method of survival.
Keep us asleep, keep us selfish, keep us sedated...they are dismantling the sleeping middle class.
More and more people are becoming poor. We are their cattle. We are being bred for slavery.”
– They Live
This photographic body of work is inspired by John Carpenter’s 1988 film, “They Live.” The movie was also credited by Shepard Fairey “as a major source of inspiration for his own subversive brand of street art.” They Live was the basis for his use of the word ‘OBEY’ that became his main campaign and a popular clothing brand consequently.
The protagonist of the movie, an unemployed drifter named "Nada," accidentally comes across a box of sunglasses. After putting a pair on, he realizes that they are quite special. He sees the world in black and white and discovers that it's not what it seems. The series of images I have created are like those unique sunglasses that Nada stumbled upon, aim to show the world to the viewer for what it truly is. I hope they will help people to take into consideration what they sacrifice by blindly following self-serving governments and corporations’ agendas.
Through this photographic project my intent is to encourage people to be more aware of the habitual ways of living that we have been thoughtlessly following for most of human history. It seems as though the human race would have learned by now to not put their trust in the hands of the misguiding ruling class. Unfortunately most of the humanity is still in the state of mindless consumerism and simply does not realize that their decisions, their entire lives are being manipulated.
Stivan, a small settlement on Adriatic Sea island Cres in Kvarner bay, is an almost abandoned place. Incredibly stony ground, almost nonexistent arable soil, not close enough to the sea shore to be of interest for tourists, offers little to survive. Some old fig trees and olive trees and sheep, this is all one can rely on. But it is situated in a great landscape, in an open, rather flat (as the whole south part of the island) Mediterranean landscape, harsh, wind-swept and sunny, with mild spring and autumn climate and hot summers. Yet, 200 years ago men was capable not only to survive here but also to live full lives and to build large stony farmhouses like this one on my pictures. Now it is a ruin worth nothing, defeated by time and overtaken by Wulfen's Spurge (Euphorbia wulfeni).
Most predatory animals of the Americas, such as wolves, foxes and badgers, seldom attack skunks – presumably out of fear of being sprayed. The exception is the great horned owl – the animal's only serious predator – which, like most birds, has a poor-to-nonexistent sense of smell.
Source: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skunk
You probably can't really tell from looking at this, but the Gemini symbol is atop a 8 or 9 foot stone thing with organizations and names inscribed in it. They are, to the best of my knowledge, the contributors to the Gemini space program. Right after I got to the park, a group of 4 or 5 teenagers showed up, and the guy pictured above figured he'd just climb on up there. Shortly after, the girl climbed up there, too.
Funny side note... I know I'm getting old, because when I walked by, the guy was talking about getting all the way on the top, and I just could not stop myself from saying "I think I'd be more careful up there than climbing to the top." Or something lamer like that. Even more amusing is the boy and the girl both looked at me and said in unison, "oh, we're being careful." First of all, like I really gave a crap one way or the other. Secondly, like they had to answer to me in any way... what the heck?
So, I'm walking by, and the kids are asking their friends to take a picture. I stood there and watched, with thousands of dollars of photography gear strapped to my person, and they looked at me and asked if I wanted to take a picture. Then, the boy on the monument pointed at me, and said "hey, is that your dad?" Thanks, dude - I ain't that old... And again, lamer response "No, I'm just some random dude." Gimme a break, I was tired.
So, obviously, I took their picture, and went about my business (which was to retrieve the tripod I left leaning against the rear wheel of my car - kind of need that - I was waaay tired - I even had to go back for the other tripod I put on the ground while I was taking this picture before I could go back to the car to get the other tripod).
On the way back into the park, the kids are off the monument, so I set up the tripod to take some pictures of it (the lighting sucks - too bright in some areas, nonexistent in others, won't be seeing those). As I'm fiddling with the camera, one of the kids, barely within earshot says something, and the part I hear is "No, just some random asshole." Heheheheh. For some reason, I think that's funny.
So, I posted this photo of those zany kids on the Gemini monument, just so I could tell you the story.
"The eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg are blue and gigantic—their irises are one yard high. They look out of no face, but, instead, from a pair of enormous yellow spectacles which pass over a nonexistent nose. Evidently some wild wag of an oculist set them there to fatten his practice in the borough of Queens, and then sank down himself into eternal blindness, or forgot them and moved away. But his eyes, dimmed a little by many paintless days, under sun and rain, brood on over the solemn dumping ground." -F. Scott Fitzgerald
Harris Green, Victoria, British Columbia
Miss my head, miss my heart, miss my lungs
Be what you want to be
Watch what you want to see
Killed for fun
Down a hole, up a rope
Down some pills, up some hope
This karma machine only takes quarters
New age soldier, new age soldier
Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
Everybody's all right
Everything is skin deep (*)
Ho-ho-ho hippy is back on flickr!
It's been a rainy Christmas and there won't be any masterpiece in these days, just a few cliché shots like this one :D
Ok, there has never been a masterpiece on my flickr stream, but that's a technical detail nobody should care about ^____^
PS: no post processing, as usual. The background has been cut out by a midget living in my zoom lens :D
PSSSS: I was waiting for the next rain cloud and started playing with a nonexistent depth of field and more than 200mm handheld, just to make things easier *___*
(*) "Everything is automatic" by Matthew Good
A view from the resturant in a town south of Santa Cruz
Here's a quick recap:
I arrived thursday, got to the hotel around 5 or 6. First thing was going down to the beach. I went to the Natural Bridge state beach. The pacific was awesome. Warm and sunny. Drove along the ocean front down to Santa Cruz's board walk and Wharf. Enjoyed the view, walked around and ate dinner. Then passed out in the hotel room.
Friday, Went to UCSC. I went in the morning and it was pretty foggy and cooler. The campus was amazing. Its spread around in a red wood forest. The atmosphere of the place was really relaxed, people were nice, it didnt seem packed full of people or really busy. and its on a hill that overlooks the bay (which is about a mile or 2 away), the view of views. Also, there werent any fat chicks - none at all in the whole area. Thats always a plus.
Went back into town, ate lunch. All the food seems to be locally grown. That whole organic thing, with free range chickens and like. Went in to Monterey. It fogged up again there after the sun came out for a couple hours. got there kinda late, some of the places like the aquarium were already closed. Walked around cannery row , it had some neat shops,and like most places it was along the coast. Drove into carmel for dinner, to eat at some clint eastwood mission place. Very money, but again...the view, the food, it was all delicious.
Saturday. Drove along Highway 1 to San Francisco (it was foggy and raining a little - but the imagery was still beyond anything ive seen). The West coast is SO different then the easy. Its insane. With a mountain on one side, and beaches/ cliffs/ the ocean on the otherside is spectacular. Traffic was nonexistent until close to SF. Then it was DEAD Still. I thought traffic was bad here, but this was insane.
First I went up to Berkeley. The campus is VERY different from UCSC. The buildings are amazing. HUGE, white, pillars, stunning. It was very open, alot of people (33,000 in 179 acres). In the middle of the city. On bothsides was cars, people, alot of shops - but the campus itself looks nothing like that. Contrast to UCSC which is in the woods, 2,000 acres and 13,000 students.
Made it down to SF, saw the park - drove across golden gate, went to the view point. A good look of the whole city. Went into china town, by then it was 8 and getting dark. didnt know where to eat - picked a place that had people in it and was very dissapointed by the food. It was late by then with a long drive in the dark, in the mountains on roads we havent been to.
Had ice cream in santa cruz, slept. Got up at 5am this morning - flew, here.
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On Jan 29, 2013, at 11:20 AM, Jeffrey Warren
wrote:
iOS screenshot pls!!
On Tue, Jan 29, 2013 at 2:17 PM, Stewart Long
wrote:
> Very exciting updates. The archive page looks great in iOS. It is
> excellent to see the global map of maps as well!
>
>
> On Mon, Jan 28, 2013 at 8:38 PM, Jeffrey Warren > wrote:
>
>> Also, a revision to the archive front page:
>> alpha.publiclaboratory.org/archive
>>
>>
>> On Mon, Jan 28, 2013 at 10:16 PM, Jeffrey Warren > jeff@publiclaboratory.org> wrote:
>>
>>> I made the search look through note/wiki body, not just titles, and the
>>> search seems much more robust. I'd start using it instead of the regular
>>> site now!
>>>
>>> Also unlike before if you search for a term, or look for a tag, where
>>> that term or tag does not exist, it now tells you so nicely and suggests
>>> how you should search for it.
>>>
>>> Thirdly, it now prompts you to create a wiki page if you go to a page
>>> which doesn't exist yet. Although of course for now you cannot actually
>>> create one, it's a dummy page.
>>>
>>> I've been working a little on getting the actual login system working so
>>> we could start creating real content on the new site... ! But its going to
>>> be a busy month so it may go slowly. We'd probably start with tagging and
>>> commenting.
>>>
>>> Jeff
>>>
>>>
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Went to Target in Newport, New Jersey. It's a rarity (actually nonexistent)in NYC, so you have to go to either Queens or New Jersey.
Living far away has its advantages. It prevents you from a buying overload at Target since it would be heavy to lug back. Still had fun browsing though.
Meanwhile Scarlett and Duke have crept through the jungle and are closing in on their destination
Duke: We’re close now… That Cobra base must be dug into this hill; the entrance is on the other side.
Scarlett: That means we’re going to have to find a hidden door, tunnel or a ventilation shaft. Might be tricky…
Duke quickly realizes that the back entrance, which appears nonexistent, must be hidden, and if that is the case, they are likely in view of a security camera. He hurries Scarlett into a nearby crevasse on the hillside and the scrunch inside together. Scarlett wonders what they will do next
Duke: We wait until something happens. I’m sorry about the close confines, but we’ve got no other choice.
Scarlett: It’s ok, Duke. It kind of reminds me of old times.
Duke: Uh…
Scarlett: You know, you and me, out on a mission solo together, out in the field… It’s been a while… ever since I was assigned to Squad 1 I think.
Duke: Yeah, you’re probably right about that. Hard to believe so much time has passed.
Scarlett: I know… It is hard to believe, but here we are… you and me…
Duke: Yup…
They wait and the tension continues to grow
"Teddy and Abebual explained to us that one of the things Ethiopians do to celebrate new years, is to chew khat [chat] leaves. Me being the most clueless of the group, felt a responsibility to ask what the chewing khat leaves involved. As it turns out, chaat is a plant stimulant and people chew it's leaves in several countries around the world in a social tradition that predates coffee drinking. As a result, the trip to Kameese town was solely to pick up a bunch of khat branches and wild grasses (used for coffee ceremonies) for that evening's New Year's celebration.
Teddy and Abebual knew the exact place where they wanted to buy their khat. The van turned down a road that was practically nonexistent what with all the pot-holes and piles of dirt, and the three guys piled out. Yodit and I waited in the car, being gawked at by all the local children.
We were a bit relieved from this mayhem when the guys returned [with what looked like bushels of khat], and we took the van back to Abebual's and Teddy's house."
Read more about this day here.
Kameese, Ethiopia.
I don’t normally do patches, emblems, decals, etc., but this one was so cool & unique…and affordable, that I just had to get it. And it’s big,~7.5”! I assume once worn on the back of an employee’s work coveralls. I’m tempted to gently wash it, but don’t dare.
Not surprisingly, anything pertaining to it, like origins, history, or specifics regarding “Apollo Spaceborne Products” is pretty much nonexistent. Even information about Autonetics and its contributions to the Apollo Program are quite vague & generic. So, my date range is a total SWAG.
What little there is follows:
“Autonetics was a division of North American Aviation that designed and built guidance and navigation systems for the Apollo program, including the Apollo spacecraft. As a leader in precision electronics and instruments like gyroscopes, Autonetics' expertise was crucial for reliably guiding spacecraft on their complex lunar missions.”
Above per Google’s AI generated “Autonetics” query.
Additionally, from Boeing’s Autonetics Memorial “brochure/flyer”:
“…innovations provided the systems that the Apollo astronauts used to determine the exact position of the lunar module during rendezvous and docking.”
And:
“Autonetics also contributed to space exploration, including rendezvous and docking systems for Apollo…”
At/From:
bos.ocgov.com/legacy3/newsletters/pdf/Honoring_the_Legacy...
Credit: don’t really know who/what to cite
Additionally:
www.collectspace.com/ubb/Forum38/HTML/001197.html
Credit: collectSPACE website
And…the specific Autonetics contribution to Apollo referenced by Scott Schneeweis in the above citation:
www.spaceaholic.com/index.php/Detail/Object/Show/object_i...
Credit: Scott Schneeweis/Spaceaholic website
Photo by Oscar Leiva/Silverlight
Comasagua is located in southwestern El Salvador in the Balsamo coastal range between San Salvador and La Libertad departments. The Balsamo Range is a coffee producing area with 3,452 coffee farmers with 33,502 ha of coffee. These coffee-dominated watersheds on the south slopes of the Balsamo mountain range are the water sources and recharge areas for water sources for the towns and villages in the upper watershed plus numerous fast-growing tourist cities and towns in the coastal zone directly south of Comasagua, including the city of La Libertad. The high elevation coffee farms in Comasagua produce high quality coffee. Nevertheless, most farms have yields far below potential and investment continues to be limited. Coffee rust hit many of these farmers severely in 2012.
There has never been a significant water resource management program in this area; the water issues are serious and highly conflictive within these watersheds. Collaboration between municipalities, communities and coffee producers is considered weak to nonexistent.
Art collection
At first sight I was charmed and embraced this as sculpture, acquiring it with no knowledge but suspecting a good story lay in wait. Western interest in these mid-20th century Japanese incense burners (koro) is nonexistent, so I was up against both a backstory and language challenge…and the sorting out of two involved artists.
Saegusa Sōtarō (right) is one of the most famous Japanese metal artists of the 20th century and is credited with the original design of this koro. He is now collected by many museums, and many of his large-scale monumental works are installed in public spaces in many cities throughout Japan. (left)
Manyo Keisuke (sometimes translates to “Keikusaku”) is a Japanese metalwork artist credited with bringing this Sotaro design to life. He is celebrated for his refined bronze casting and distinctive surface treatments such as the “aokin-fun” finish, present here and highly regarded among art enthusiasts and collectors.
At some point in the 1950s/60s Manyo Keisuke brings to life the Saegusa Sotaro design of a Green Pheasant incense burner and names it “Zuiho”. (The Green Pheasant is Japan’s national bird and symbolic of good fortune, courage, and resilience)
The number of these Zuiho koros produced is unknown.
Length: 5.25” Width: 2.5” Height: 9”
There are certain things I really don't like about this. It could use some editing, but I do not have it in me. I am so ready for the weekend to be over.
That is not typical. I was going to say normal, but what the hell is that anyway? This photo is not normal, just as I am not normal. And thank God for that.
I have so many words and thoughts and feelings in my soul that I want to put here but feel self-conscious about who reads it. For those of you that continually look at my photos, whether you comment or not. That is who I think about when I write these stupid descriptions that don't mean anything to anyone except me. My sentences feel repetitive and I think about you reading it. And criticizing, which is ridiculous, because none of you have. I suppose I have to remind myself that if you are not interested in my utter sameness, you may simply skip over these monotonous ramblings.
Rarely do I speak like this. My empty utterances include things like y'all and notta gonna and ought not and lame. I am a disappointment. Continually I warn people. You. Them. What's the difference? And continually, there are good, honest, genuine people that see me and think, "She seems nice. I will try and get to know her." I am so thankful for them, truly. I cannot express what it means to me that these righteous people see something in me worth pursuing. Unfortunately, though, whatever they think they see in me is just a spark or in all actuality, nonexistent. Eventually, they come to terms with the fact that I will never be able to live up to their expectations, and I become a disappointment. Sadly though, they do not refer back to the beginning of our relationship, where I attempted to get it through to them that I am not worth pursuing. Instead, they become bored by me. Instead, they try to blame me. Instead, they think I lost whatever it was they saw.
When in reality, it was never there.
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Fortune Global Forum 2018
October 16th, 2018
Toronto, Canada
3:30 PM
THE NEW GLOBAL CONSUMER: DOING BUSINESS IN A DIGITAL ECONOMY
The digital economy is no longer part of the economy. It is the economy. How can traditional brick-and-mortar firms reinvent themselves, their supply chains, and their marketplaces to avoid the fate of brands once thought of as everlasting but which are now nonexistent? And how are new platforms – from e-commerce to shared services – rewriting the rules of the game? A conversation on how businesses can manage expectations for digitally empowered customers, and how technology is being used to enhance the customer experience.
Alain Bejjani, Chief Executive Officer, Majid al Futtaim
Andrea Stairs, General Manager, Canada and Latin America, eBay
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Moderator: Phil Wahba, Senior Writer, Fortune
Photograph by Stuart Isett/Fortune
They Live, We Sleep
Artist Statement
“We are living in an artificially induced state of consciousness that resembles sleep. The poor and the underclass are growing. Racial justice and human rights are nonexistent.
They influence our decisions without us knowing it. They numb our senses without us feeling it. They control our lives without us realizing it.
They have created a repressive society and we are their unwitting accomplices ...their intention to rule rests with the annihilation of consciousness.
We have been lulled into a trance.
They have made us indifferent, to ourselves, to others; we are focused only on our own gain. They are safe as long as they are not discovered ...that is their primary method of survival.
Keep us asleep, keep us selfish, keep us sedated...they are dismantling the sleeping middle class.
More and more people are becoming poor. We are their cattle. We are being bred for slavery.”
– They Live
This photographic body of work is inspired by John Carpenter’s 1988 film, “They Live.” The movie was also credited by Shepard Fairey “as a major source of inspiration for his own subversive brand of street art.” They Live was the basis for his use of the word ‘OBEY’ that became his main campaign and a popular clothing brand consequently.
The protagonist of the movie, an unemployed drifter named "Nada," accidentally comes across a box of sunglasses. After putting a pair on, he realizes that they are quite special. He sees the world in black and white and discovers that it's not what it seems. The series of images I have created are like those unique sunglasses that Nada stumbled upon, aim to show the world to the viewer for what it truly is. I hope they will help people to take into consideration what they sacrifice by blindly following self-serving governments and corporations’ agendas.
Through this photographic project my intent is to encourage people to be more aware of the habitual ways of living that we have been thoughtlessly following for most of human history. It seems as though the human race would have learned by now to not put their trust in the hands of the misguiding ruling class. Unfortunately most of the humanity is still in the state of mindless consumerism and simply does not realize that their decisions, their entire lives are being manipulated.
They Live, We Sleep
Artist Statement
“We are living in an artificially induced state of consciousness that resembles sleep. The poor and the underclass are growing. Racial justice and human rights are nonexistent.
They influence our decisions without us knowing it. They numb our senses without us feeling it. They control our lives without us realizing it.
They have created a repressive society and we are their unwitting accomplices ...their intention to rule rests with the annihilation of consciousness.
We have been lulled into a trance.
They have made us indifferent, to ourselves, to others; we are focused only on our own gain. They are safe as long as they are not discovered ...that is their primary method of survival.
Keep us asleep, keep us selfish, keep us sedated...they are dismantling the sleeping middle class.
More and more people are becoming poor. We are their cattle. We are being bred for slavery.”
– They Live
This photographic body of work is inspired by John Carpenter’s 1988 film, “They Live.” The movie was also credited by Shepard Fairey “as a major source of inspiration for his own subversive brand of street art.” They Live was the basis for his use of the word ‘OBEY’ that became his main campaign and a popular clothing brand consequently.
The protagonist of the movie, an unemployed drifter named "Nada," accidentally comes across a box of sunglasses. After putting a pair on, he realizes that they are quite special. He sees the world in black and white and discovers that it's not what it seems. The series of images I have created are like those unique sunglasses that Nada stumbled upon, aim to show the world to the viewer for what it truly is. I hope they will help people to take into consideration what they sacrifice by blindly following self-serving governments and corporations’ agendas.
Through this photographic project my intent is to encourage people to be more aware of the habitual ways of living that we have been thoughtlessly following for most of human history. It seems as though the human race would have learned by now to not put their trust in the hands of the misguiding ruling class. Unfortunately most of the humanity is still in the state of mindless consumerism and simply does not realize that their decisions, their entire lives are being manipulated.
The structure is similar in texture to the United States pavilion from Expo 67 in Montreal, but unlike that structure, Spaceship Earth is a complete sphere, supported on legs.
Geometrically, Spaceship Earth is a derivative of a pentakis dodecahedron, with each of the 60 isosceles triangle faces divided into 16 smaller equilateral triangles (with a bit of fudging to make it rounder). Each of those 960 flat panels is sub-divided into four triangles, each of which is divided into three isosceles triangles to form each point. In theory, there are 11,520 total isosceles triangles forming 3840 points. In reality, some of those triangles are partially or fully nonexistent due to supports and doors; there are actually only 11,324 silvered facets, with 954 partial or full flat triangular panels.
The appearance of being a monolithic sphere is an architectural goal that was achieved through a structural trick. Spaceship Earth's is in fact two structural domes. Six legs are supported on pile groups that are driven up to 160 feet into Central Florida's soft earth. Those legs support a steel box-shaped ring at the sphere's perimeter, at about 30 degrees south latitude in earth-terms.[6] The upper structural dome sits on this ring. A grid of trusses inside the ring supports the two helical structures of the ride and show system. Below the ring, a second dome is hung from the bottom, completing the spherical shape. The ring and trusses form a table-like structure which separates the upper dome from the lower. Supported by and about three feet off of the structural domes is a cladding sphere to which the shiny Alucobond panels and drainage system are mounted.
The cladding was designed so that when it rains, no water pours off the sides onto the ground. (All water is "absorbed" through one inch gaps in the facets and is collected in a gutter system - and finally channeled into the World Showcase Lagoon.)
Spaceship Earth
Future World
Walt Disney World EPCOT Orlando Fl.