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-What advice would you give your past self?
-"Stay optimistic because you shouldn't live life to be sad all the time."
I'm a bit reckless in my optimism for a good cappuccino at restaurants, cafes and pastry shops. I should learn.
I'm #OPTIMISTIC since I lost a lot of weight since baby was born in November. I want to keep it off.
Reprocessed from the original image by Dan Gregg, special thanks!
Dan was in Cast B the year after I left, and was kind enough to loan his pictures to me for this project.
This gave me a unique chance to continue my UWP journey in a sense way after the fact.
I never personally met Dan Gregg, but I came to feel as though I did while working with these images.
And I recognized others who continued in Cast B after I left. Wow, there's Raul Reyes and Derly Tijerina for example...we were buddies...and I could never forget the amazingly infectious smile of the wonderful Lori Nicol!
"An optimist is the human personification of spring."
Susan J. Bissonette
"The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring."
Bern Williams
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being optimistic in eye-ing the best for 2010. Here goes my subject which inspires me to be always positive in hitting my goal. Though at times i believe in luck, destiny and fate. Hmmn, but i guess its only ourselves who makes our destiny and probably by putting HIM in our center, everything we wish for will come to reality
St Vedast alias Foster, Foster Lane, London
Huddled at the east end of St Paul's cathedral, across the road to St Augustine Watling Street, St Vedast is one of my favourites of all the City of London churches, especially of the smaller ones. It is one of those City churches which has no real reason for existing - indeed, it nearly didn't. There are no resident parishioners, it has no particular splendour or historical significance. It is small enough to almost disappear behind the shopping temples of modern Cheapside. Perhaps that is why I love it so much.
St Vedast was a Bishop of Arras in Picardy whose cult was popular in the 13th Century. Probably, there were merchants from Flanders in this part of Cheapside who dedicated the church to him. His name was corrupted into English as St Forster or St Foster, and although the church is ordinarily dedicated to St Vedast these days thanks to the medieval enthusiasms of the Victorians, it still sits on Foster Lane.
The church is one of a jigsaw of little churches around St Paul's, their ingenious spires intended by Wren and Hawksmoor to emphasise the sheer bulk of the cathedral dome. In fact, St Vedast was almost not part of this puzzle. After the Great Fire, the energetic parish got to rebuilding its church against its old tower independently on the lines of the old one, and it wasn't until as late as 1695 that the Wren workshop came along, pulled it down and put up a new church, drawing the north aisle into a widened nave and leaving the south aisle towards Cheapside. The tower and steeple at the west end of the aisle was the final touch, erected about 1710 to Hawksmoor's design. As Pevsner says, it is the most baroque of all the City steeples. It was, however, the Wren church that came in at the cheapest price, which may be explained when you know that restoration work in the 1990s revealed much of the outer walls to be medieval in construction. Wren had reused the shell of the old church.
In 1919, St Vedast was one of 19 City churches selected for demolition by the Diocese of London's City of London Churches Committee. The plan was to sell off the land and use the money to build churches in the north-western suburbs. The church, measuring only 23 yards by 17 yards, would perhaps not have provided a fortune, especially as it was hoped that the tower would be kept.
Ewan Christian had reordered the interior quietly in the 1880s, leaving alone the 17th Century reredos and communion table, which everyone seems to have admired: the table supported by caryatid saints, the reredos an ordered but complicated array of Corinthian pilasters, flowers, fruit, mitres, flaming torches, putti musicanti, and a pelican in her piety over and around the four tables of the Creed, the Commandments and the Paternoster, wrote Wayland Young. There was a west gallery - Christian moved the organ out of it into the south side of the chancel - and a royal arms on the north wall. Margaret Tabor, writing in 1917, was struck by the large number of old monuments, none of them of very great interest.
This, then, was the church which was destroyed by incendiaries and high explosives on the night of Sunday 29th December 1940. The London Blitz had the two-fold effect of ridding the Diocese of more churches than it had originally planned to demolish, and also completely reducing the value of City land for a generation to come. When the dust settled, it was decided that St Vedast would after all be one of the churches to be repaired and restored - St Augustine Watling Street across the road would only be kept as a tower, to be worked into the replacement choir school. St Vedast was never a major City church, and perhaps the architect chosen for the job was secretly glad that he could get on without too much interference or noise from those keeping a beady eye on the likes of St Bride and St Mary le Bow.
He was Stephen Dykes Bower, the last of the unrepentant Gothicists. In his 1994 obituary in the Times, Stephen James described Dykes Bower as a devoted and determined champion of the Gothic Revival style through its most unpopular years. He rejected modernism and continued traditions from the late Victorian period, emphasising fine detail, craftsmanship and bright colour. It is also worth recalling what Pevsner had written about Dykes Bower's restoration of the great church of St Nicholas at Great Yarmouth in Norfolk, similarly destroyed in the Blitz: What an opportunity was lost! What thrilling things might have been done inside! A modern interior, airy, noble, of fine materials could have arisen to affirm the vitality of C20 church architecture inside the C13 walls. How defeatist does the imitation-Gothic interior appear, once this has been realized!
In the early 1960s, Dykes Bower reimagined St Vedast as a college chapel. The seating, with rests, faces inwards across a mosaic-tiled floor. All memorials, some of which came from churches of parishes subsumed into that of St Vedast, were relegated to the south aisle, which is screened off from the nave, access only possible at the eastern end. The glass is by Brian Thomas, who had worked successfully with Dykes Bower at Great Yarmouth and other places. Everything is of the highest quality. Not all the furnishings are to Dykes Bower's design. The 17th Century reredos from St Christopher le Stocks, which had been taken by Ernest Geldart to Great Burstead in Essex, was brought back to London and installed here.
Despite Dykes Bower's reactionary enthusiasm for the past, there is a Festival of Britain jollity to the interior - prayerful, yes, but also with that confidence of the post-war years. It is a thrilling interior, perfect for music-led worship, especially candle-lit on a winter evening. And Dykes Bower has been proved right, of course. His reinvented interiors here, and at Great Yarmouth, and especially at St Edmundsbury Cathedral are perfectly suited to quiet 21st Century Anglican worship.
(c) Simon Knott, December 2015
在網路上看到這支boat公司所設計用封蠟製成錶面的手錶，除了“將時間封住”這創意及每支都是獨一無二壓出來的刻度之外，還可以自由搭配錶帶、錶面、到外殼及指針的色彩，算是非常客制化的手錶，重點是跟我最想要的手錶Uniform Wares 200有點相似，但價格還不到它的1/4！不過.....UW 200還是我的最愛~~~
Sundown-Llanddwyn
Feeling a little optimistic last night as we decided to head over to Llanddwyn island to try and capture the milkyway. As soon as we arrived it was clear that we were going to have to claim defeat by the clouds. This location is heavily light polluted once the clouds cave in. I decided to try and process this image to make it look like it appeared to the naked eye. The camera sensor is much more sensitive and can can capture light over seventy miles away. The lights in the distance are from Trefor and Morfa Nefyn.
One morning I woke up and decided to make a fun video telling the World about me and my art... And here it is!!!!
This is my first ever short movie! I have just purchased a Nikon D5100 camera for it. Yay! It was such fun to create! I hope you will have fun time watching it! :)
I have a YouTube channel now: www.youtube.com/user/oksancia
Read more on my blog!
Tomorrow morning I have got to be up at 4-30AM to fly to Richmond Virginia. Last time I was there I shot this, in slightly more optimistic times for President Obama before the reality of attempting Health care reform had hit home.
So I had a good time shooting the President but I had a distinctly bad time earlier on with the cops of Virginia. I was charged with reckless driving because I was speeding at 10-mph above the speed limit...... er..... Same speed as everyone else of course ..... But I get stopped because I have an out of state plate and a Beast car.
Then I get done for reckless driving because I said I am on my way to see then Presidential Candidate Obama. This was enough to make the cop see red. So he charges me as if I was driving recklessly...... which of course I was not.
The courts and the lawyers were equally cavalier just make it up as they go along . i don't know the cop or the judge which seems to be very important to the system of justice down there, and once the lawyer has his money he does not care, so in the end i am still guilty even though in the actual proceedings i was found not guilty....... yeah its like a banana Republic....... actually thats not fair cos I have been to a lot of places that people call banana republics and have never been charged with imaginary crimes. No, the police and justice of that neck of the woods are like only the police and courts of Virginia. I have never experienced it quite like that anywhere else.
Its best not to go there of course. But if you must you need to be armed and walking or using some kind of horse drawn cart.
As nothing much has changed for me, basically Im kind of liberal looking photographer, not armed, with a NY driving license, and a British accent, the chances of being charged with an imaginary crime are very high. So I won't be renting a car or staying the night.( It is certainly a crime to go to a night-club or I believe a hotel in Virginia without a weapon) Im gonna fly in early and fly out as soon as possible. To get from the airport I will be hidden in the back of a horse drawn cart driven into town I will shoot my pictures then leave via the same route . Hopefully the Sheriff will be unaware that a liberal looking unarmed bloke with cameras, New York ID and a British accent was ever there, otherwise obviously it could be very tricky for me. Who knows what imaginary crimes I could be charged with.
Although I understand it is an affront to a Virginia Policeman to come across a vaguely Liberal looking person. It is only actually a violation if you are unarmed or say anything that could be construed as Liberal or if you are on the way to see a famous Democratic politician that of course constitutes recklessness in the eyes of the law. My understanding is under Virginia Law its basically up the individual policeman to make up the charges as he goes along.
Remember kids: Don't do drugs and don't go to Virginia. Its as simple as that.
Cheers Jez XXXXXXXXXXX
120 miles per hour?
I doubt it... and even if it could I don't think I'd be brave enough to trust the drum brakes!
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Plumpton, 11 April 2021. Handicap Chase (3m 1f). No.5 Ivilnoble (James Davies) leading no.4 Optimistic Bias (Philip Armson)
Some blackberries/brambles are still flowering for the third time; this one has set fruit but very little prospect of them ripening! I awoke to the lightest dusting of snow and a hoar frost on a misty morning. I headed to the North Downs Way in Chantry Wood but there wasn’t enough snow on the track or the trees. I walked to the River Wey and came back via Racks Close, an old chalk quarry almost opposite our house.
46/365 (1903)
Mmm, the sun may have been out, but it was still cold, and it is February. Plus we only have wet sand at low tide, so not sure how many of these the stall holder sold.
Portrait of a young african girl with frizzy hair and traditional african plaits, and a shy smile on her lips
Optimistic Kim was poised to win her birthday game of Monopoly -- but sadly, fate had other plans in mind.
Optimistic Message on the Exam Room sign.
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while I have dreams of an SX 70, I'm stuck with my Sun600 and a fax machine to scan them with. oh well, I guess they are right for each other.
January 2008 optimistic patch of sky, taken late afternoon, as I was heading for home on a very dark & stormy old day.
Inspired loosely by Don McCullins Somerset Work.
www.hamiltonsgallery.com/photographers/mccullin/mccullins...
The U2 song, " One Tree Hill " also came to mind.
The Dixie Walesbilt Hotel, known as the Grand Hotel in later years, is one of a small number of skyscrapers built in the 1920s that still stand today and is a prime example of how optimistic people were during the Florida land boom. Built in 1926, it found financing through a stock-sale campaign in the local business community, costing $500,000 after it was completed(which equates to about $6 million today.)
The building architecture, masonry vernacular with hints of Mediterranean-Revival, is also a good example of the time is was built. It was designed by two well-known architects at the time, Fred Bishop who designed the Byrd Theatre in Virginia, and D.J. Phipps, whose designed both the Wyoming County Courthouse and Jail and the Colonial Hotel in Virginia.
The hotel was constructed using the “three-part vertical block” method, which became the dominant pattern in tall buildings during the 1920s. Three-part buildings are composed of a base, shaft and a cap, all noticeably visible.
The hotel opened as the “Walesbilt” in January 1927, shortly after the land boom had started to collapse and two years before the Great Depression began. It’s also best to note that the hotel opened around the same time the Floridan Hotel in Tampa opened, another hotel built during the Florida land boom.
In 1972, the hotel was purchased by Anderson Sun State and renamed the “Groveland Motor Inn”. The firm completely renovated the hotel and used it to host visitors to the area who were interested in Green Swamp, land sectioned off for land development. At the time there was heavy speculation in the land because of it’s close proximity to Walt Disney World and were selling for around $5,000 an acre at the time. That ended after a state cabinet designation of the swamp as an area of critical state concern, placing the land off-limits to any large land developments. The firm filed for foreclosure and the hotel was auctioned off in 1974. Despite RCI Electric purchasing the hotel, it remained empty for many years afterwards.
n 1978, the hotel was signed over to the Agape Players, a nationally known religious music and drama group, who would assume the mortgage and would pay the costs to make improvements to meet city fire and safety standards. The hotel was renamed the “Royal Walesbilt” and after extensive improvements were made, it became the headquarters for the Agape Players; using it as a teaching facility and the base from which the group launched their tours. In addition, they operated a restaurant, an ice cream parlor on the lobby floor and a “Christian hotel” on the upper floors, catering mostly to groups. The Agape Players disbanded in 1985 and put the property up for sale
Victor Khubani, a property investor from New York acquired the property and renamed the hotel “Grand”. The hotel closed briefly in December 1988, due to a variety of code violations and causing the owner to later pay $14,000 in fines. On August 31, 1990 it was added to the U.S. National Register of Historic Places, possibly for tax exemption reasons. In October 1991, The State Fire Marshall’s Office gave the owner one year to install a new sprinkler system and in May 1993, the code enforcement board gave Khubani until March to complete the work.
In March 1994, the hotel closed due to multiple code violations and was to remain closed until a new fire sprinkler system was installed. To reopen, the fire escapes and elevator, which did not function, would have to be repaired as well. In 1995, the hotel was auctioned off to a redevelopment firm, which dismantled part of the interior for reconstruction, which was never completed.
Since then, the hotel has deteriorated, becoming an eyesore to many of the residents of Lake Wales and nicknamed “The Green Monster” for the greenish color it has acquired from over the years. In 1995, it was even jokingly mentioned to become a sacrifice to “the bomb”, an economic boom that occurred in parts of Florida where movie production companies would pay cities to blow up buildings for their movies. In 2007, the city foreclosed on the structure for more than $700,000 in unpaid code fines, with hopes in finding someone to restore it.
Development firm, Dixie-Walesbilt LLC announced plans to restore the hotel, signing into an agreement with the city of Lake Wales in February 2010. By the agreement, the city would retain ownership of the building until a defined amount of work had been accomplished. The work must be completed within 16 months and the amount of money invested must succeed at least $1.5 million. The building would then be handed off the Dixie Walesbilt LLC, where they may continue with private funding or other methods to for debt funding.
Ray Brown, President of Dixie Walesbilt LLC, planned to invest $6 million into the renovation, with original plans to put retail stores on the ground floor and using the upper floors for as many as 40 condominiums.
On June 2, 2011, the city of Lake Wales agreed to deed the building off to Ray Brown in a 4-1 vote, after meeting the requirements of the redevelopment agreement. Though Brown submitted a list of costs to the city totaling $1.66 million, Mayor Mike Carter wasn’t satisfied with the results so far, pointing out that Brown failed to repair the windows and repaint the building. Previous owners had put tar on the building and then painted over it, so much of Brown’s investment went to stripping the tar off the exterior walls.
To repaint the building, Brown would also have to resurface the hotel with hydrated lime to replicate the original skin as well as the window frames would need to be constructed of Douglas fir, red cedar and gulf cypress. According to Brown, previous owners who renovated the building rarely removed the building original elements. They carpeted over intricate tile flooring, stuck tar paper above skylights and placed modern drinking fountains in front of the originals. He estimated about 98 percent of the building is still in it’s original form.
Restoration of the building’s exterior began in January 2015 and included surface repair, pressure washing, paint removal, chemical treatment, and a comprehensive resurfacing of the exterior.
While the original plans were for turning the building into condominiums, that has since changed and current plans call for operating the building as a boutique hotel. The hotel will feature geothermal cooling as opposed to traditional air conditioning, a permanent art gallery as well as theme gallery showings throughout the year, and the best WiFi/internet in the city. The project is expected to be completed in 18 to 24 months.
Credit for the data above is given to the following websites:
www.cityoflakewales.com/505/Dixie-Walesbilt-Hotel
www.abandonedfl.com/dixie-walesbilt-hotel/
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“A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.” - Winston Churchill
It's always better to seek an optimistic view on life!
Call me Snake offers an optimistic provocation – ‘imagine what could be here’ by Judy Millar. On a walk into the city October 3, 2015 Christchurch New Zealand.
The work is comprised of vibrant graphics of Millar’s looped paintings, which are adhered to five intersecting flat planes, and draws inspiration from the forms found in pop-up books. The colourful piece will add a dramatic and rhythmic counterpoint to the city’s current urban landscape — a mix of flattened sites, construction zones and defiant buildings that have stood through the quakes. The work employs theatricality, playfulness and visual trickery, whereby the viewer is unsure about the work’s flatness or three-dimensionality; and it has been designed to offer a different perspective from each angle. The bright colours interrupt the grey of the work’s surrounds, and as buildings pop up around it,
SCAPE 8, New Intimacies curated by Rob Garrett was a contemporary art event which mixed new artworks with existing legacy pieces, an education programme, and a public programme of events. The SCAPE 8 artworks were located around central Christchurch and linked via a public art walkway. All aspects of SCAPE 8 were free-to-view.
The title for the 2015 Biennial – New Intimacies – came from the idea that visually striking and emotionally engaging public art works can create new connections between people and places. Under the main theme of New Intimacies there are three other themes that artists responded to: Sight-Lines, Inner Depths and Shared Strengths.
For more Info: www.scapepublicart.org.nz/scape-8-judy-millar
© Brett Nickell
Mixed media on paper (Pastel, crayon, oil pastel, acrylic) 11 x 20 inches.
How much fun can one guy have with a box of crayons?
Sometimes I shoot self portraits when I can't put my feelings into words. I found out yesterday that my grandmother has breast cancer. I didn't know how to feel or explain, as I really didn't know how bad it was or how it was going to be treated. After calling her and finding out the logistics, I felt a sense of relief because there seems to be more hope in it all than I originally thought.
I love my grandmother. She, with my mother and grandfather, were the three most influential adults in my life until I was 14. They each took equal parts in raising me and changing my life in the deepest ways. They were my three parents.
My grandfather died when I was a freshman in high school and I was a mess after his death. For a writing class recently, I had to unearth all of those buried feelings of loss and sorrow and write about the day he died and the events that followed. Needless to say it was a chance to experience healing. So, the timing of my grandmother's condition is kind of ironic, in a sick way. After dealing with the pain of losing my grandfather, I was now experiencing this new possibility of losing my grandmother.
It's been a ride, to say the least.
These images are meant to be viewed in numerical order, but they were uploaded backwards to Flickr. Just a heads up.
From left to right:
1 - This is how I felt when I first found out about her condition. Kind of empty, blank. Colorfless, unsure. I really wasn't sure what to think.
2 - This is when the reality of her condition began to settle in. The possibility of losing my grandmother was really hitting me. Everything was darker, and nostalgic, as I kept thinking back to the death of my grandfather. I was looking the reality of the situation right in the eye.
3 - This is meant to illustrate how I felt after speaking to my grandmother on the phone. Brighter, more hopeful and optimistic. Everything is looking up, though it's all still terribly unfortunate and there's a long road ahead for my grandmother.
Optimistically awaiting further passengers on a miserable wet September day, is Stagecoach South Midlands Northern Counties Palatine bodied Volvo Olympian 16534.
#positive #optimistic #determined
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PNA Leaders look fairly optimistic at this get together. They include Air Marshal Asghar Khan, Ghafoor Ahmed, Mufti Mahmood, Sherbaz Mazari, Nasim Wali khan, Nasrullah Khan, Pir Pagaro, Shah Ahmed Noorani and Sardar Abdul Qayum Khan. On the night of 4-5 July 1977 Gen Zia deposed Bhutto and took over.
Intergrated Wordle with Flickr in the truest sense! Photo + Words
For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic
by: Paramore
listen here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=lBUdTO97ZQ0
Just talk yourself up
And tear yourself down
You've hit your one wall
Now find a way around
Well what's the problem?
You've got a lot of nerve
So what did you think I would say?
No you can't run away, no you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No you can't run away, no you can't run away
You wouldn't
I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away
I'm not so naive
My sorry eyes can see
The way you fight shy
Of almost everything
Well, if you give up
You'll get what you deserve
So what did you think I would say?
No you can't run away, no you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No you can't run away, no you can't run away
You wouldn't
I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away
You were finished long before
We had even seen the start
Why don't you stand up, be a man about it?
Fight with your bare hands about it now
I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay well did you
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
Weird thing - I'm not feeling the post-Christmas mood swing that so often happens. I find myself really upbeat and looking forward to next year.
Now I've got all that bullshit about turning 30 out of my head and done with I feel a lot more free . . . if you know what I mean? It's like it's been hanging over me the last couple of years, sad I know but it's true, but since I crossed the threshold between decades it's like I don't have to worry about it anymore. And that's cool.
I may be growing older, but it doesn't mean I have to grow up right?
And there's other things too - so much is going to happen next year. We're going to have another baby, both mine and Lydia's jobs will be changing as our department is restructuring . . . that sounds bad but I could just as easily come out of it with a better job. It's a bit complicated, but I'm looking on the bright side.
I've found a new hobby I really enjoy (photography, dur) and I can only improve the longer I'm at it.
And I've got an iPod. I didn't want one for years, now I've got one I can't imagine ever being apart from it. Even iTunes is growing on me. I spent a couple of hours yesterday copying and pasting album covers onto my iPod so I could use Coverflow and it was worth every damn second. And I found some games, including a music quiz that bases it's questions on the music you have on your iPod! I can't tell you how cool that is.
So this shot is meant to be me looking all optimistic towards the future . . . in reality it's me clutching at straws for an idea and staring out the window, ha ha! Still, the setting sun had a kinda nice effect on the wall behind me, and with a bit of tweaking in Lightroom and a couple of textures it looks alright.
Couldn't think of a way to get my iPod in shot though. Humph.