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scusate, oberato di lavoro...
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much better large size and on black - molto meglio in grande e su sfondo nero
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busy with overwork, sorry...
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entro il mare
Lascia la luce
entrare nel mare
stasera
ed il pensiero si ferma
così
in piedi di sabbia
ai confini del molo
respiro il vapore
poche virgole blu
quando il sale nell’aria
bagna pelle e vestiti.
Ho chiesto alle rocce
in fondo
se l’abbraccio dell’alga
nascondesse la vita
nell’attesa ora
oggi
ho capito lo scopo
di correnti sommerse
trattenere chi ondeggia
e goderne la danza
nel ritorno dell’amore che dona
e ancora mi scopro
incapace di gesto
se non trasportato dal mare
assieme alla luce.
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inside sea
(my translation is only a faint attampt to render in English an Italian born text)
Let the light
enter the sea
tonight
and the thought stops
in that way
with sand foots
at the edge of the pier
breathing steam
few blue commas
when the salt in the air
wets skin and clothing.
I asked the rocks
at the bottom
if the seaweed's embrace
hiddens life
in that waiting now
today
I understand the purpose
of underwater currents
who hold sway
and enjoy the dance
in a return of love full of gifts
and still find myself
unable to act
if not transported by sea
together with that light.
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Guido Ranieri Da Re
agosto 2009
[0209]
Stintino, Sardegna
NOTE: In March of 2018 I posted this image, having no idea that two years later, in March of 2020, our lives would be majorly transitioning. I'm working on my 2021 calendar and absorbed with selecting images appropriate to last year. Interesting that 9 out of 12 were shot right here in or out of my studio . . . and the other 3 were within miles from home, either over the border in Rhode Island, or a few miles down the road in Mystic, CT; whereas in the past, I'd feature photographs from travels to all the New England states!
This is the second time, in my search, eerily,
I've come across a very prophetic image.
an unfinished canvas,
hanging on the wall.
W A I T I N G
for the inspiration to be transformed.
I happened to capture the first few newly applied brush strokes
to a piece my husband had placed on some newspaper
on the floor of his studio . . .
In my opinion, he was finished . . . but of course I left him in his solitude to follow his muse.
As artists, oftentimes we tend to overwork a piece, absorbed in thought, not knowing when to break or have a sense of completion.
Reading my "Daily Word" today, I was struck by the profound line,
"We die to some aspect of life that has been obstructing our true self, so that we can move forward with more freedom than ever before."
Despite the limited space, the new police station is packed with all the necessary features for its daily operation. The Command Center for Operation and Response Team (CCORT) stands in the city under sand blue, black and grey major colors, getting rid of the usual bright blue palette.
Giving way to the vehicular entries, the reception is moved to the first floor led by a wide staircase which becomes a welcoming and prominent feature along the street. Above it are the detention section, interview rooms, and one record room.
Going further up will be the main office for the officers, accompanied with pantry and the female restroom. Half of the area is a double volume space to receive more daylight through the big window. There’s also a meeting room which can be used as a war room if needed.
Above them will be the laboratory and equipment room, where evidence can be analyzed and where weapons and tools are stored. There are also the male restroom and one meeting room. Speaking of the restrooms, both of them have shower in case the overworked officers need to take a break.
Finally you will reach the top floor where the director’s office and flight control room are located. One can also reach the rooftop which is an Orca pad. The parking receiver is usually closed, and extends out upon Orca landing. The charging equipment sits on the side. Seldom do we see an Orca here actually since it’s usually parked for charging and equipment check.
Now, VCPD (V City Police Department) has a solid base for daily operations, providing all the services and support to the citizens in the town!
The lazy days are over, Fynn. Santa has called. He is overworked and wants you to come over and help out. :)
Célia asked for a shot looking up at the lighthouse. This is the best I took of the day. I might have overworked this a little too. I really need to work on the HDR to make natural dynamic ranges.
This sky really caught my eye when I was there, but as I said in another post, the sea was washing around my ankles and it's very easy to get cut off from the shore. At high tide my head would have been under water if I'd stayed. Any criticisms have to factor in my circumstances ;-)
So I darkened her brows a bit, added a bit more detail on the lashes, tried to fix the lips- they look red here; they're actually pink. Also did a bit of touch up to detail on her eyelids. This is where I stop or I'll overwork her which is very easy for me to do.
I have been having some brain fog lately not able to focus on anything on the weekdays. It 's similar to this picture that I took at Mt Diablo two years ago. Perhaps I need to get out of the house and resume my daily walk routine. I might have overworked myself sitting in front the computer for too long.
"Yes sir, we'll all be wearing dresses. You'll be the only one there in trousers. No sir, I can't guarantee that all the dresses will be as sexy as the one I'm wearing."
Gonville and Cauis College, University of Cambridge. I'm going through a blue phase:-)
We live in the age of instant communications: tweets, blogs, FB etc. Sometimes things come out when they shouldn't. Take the recent tweet of Carol Vorderman when she announced that her daugher Katie had secured a place at Cambridge. In her excitement she let it slip that the college was Gonville and Cauis. Aha! Ask an official at the college and you'll get silence, "No coment". It's supposed to be all hush hush. Thanks to social media we now discover all sorts of things by bypassing the normal channels.
Does it matter, though? There is now info (junk) overload. What matters is that it should be relevant to us and that it enhances our lives in some way, or even offers light relief in these days of stress and overwork.
Towering in bronze outside Palermo’s central post office (Palazzo delle Poste), this solemn statue of St Christopher (San Cristoforo) holds both a staff and a child — no ordinary child, but the Christ Child himself. As legend has it, the saint once ferried a small boy across a river, only to find his burden growing heavier with each step. It was Christ in disguise, carrying the weight of the world.
Created in the early 20th century, this muscular rendering speaks of resilience, protection, and spiritual heft — fittingly placed at the civic heart of the city. With his rugged beard and furrowed brow, San Cristoforo might just be the patron saint of overworked couriers, stressed-out office clerks, and anyone trying to cross Palermo traffic with divine assistance.
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Dressé fièrement devant le palais central des postes de Palerme (Palazzo delle Poste), ce robuste San Cristoforo incarne la force tranquille du porteur de fardeaux. Le bâton à la main, l’enfant sur l’épaule — qui n’est autre que l’Enfant Jésus — il évoque la célèbre légende où le saint traversa un fleuve en portant l’enfant, qui devint de plus en plus lourd à mesure qu’il avançait. Le poids du monde, disait-on.
Cette œuvre du XXe siècle allie symbolisme chrétien et esthétique musclée. Avec sa barbe taillée et son regard déterminé, San Cristoforo semble veiller non seulement sur les âmes en voyage, mais aussi sur les postiers débordés, les guichetiers du lundi matin, et tous ceux qui cherchent un peu de foi dans l’administration publique.
Whether it's overeating or it's overworking or over-sex or whatever it is, alcoholism, drug addition, we push ourselves to the brink and then pull back because it's kind of exciting.
Anthony Hopkins
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Belchertown School for the Feeble Minded
April 17th, 2013
Info:
"The Belchertown State School for the Feeble-Minded was established in 1922 in Belchertown, Massachusetts. It became known for inhumane conditions and poor treatment of its patients, and became the target of a series of lawsuits prior to its eventual closing in 1992. This 876-acre (3.55 km2) campus contains ten major buildings.
Attendants on the wards were overworked, with dozens of patients in each ward, and as a result their treatment of the residents was nothing short of atrocious. Because there was not enough time for proper toilet care, residents were left "half-naked rolling in their own excrement. Those who were severely physically handicapped were left in their beds the entire day, without any form of entertainment. Patients who were unable to feed themselves were force-fed by the attendants, and when it was necessary to move a patient they did so roughly, causing injuries to the patient. As a result of this gross mistreatment, some patients were prone to reaching into [their] diapers and spreading whatever [they] found all over, repeatedly banging their heads against the walls", or any of a number of other responses. Additionally, the facility suffered from vermin infestation."
After rescuing the scientist that designed the Joker, a few updates were able to be made to the design, it turns out that the stability issues that it presented were just part of its strengths, the motors that provide mobility move at excessive speed, hence the incredible amount of energy consumption, and this is also the reason why only the pilot could control it, since the pilot has a heart decease that overworks the heart, and what seemed like panic attacks, where just his body working at overspeed, and this mix of mech and pilot, gave birth to the Joker as we know it.
It is equipped with a Spear called "The Grin" capable of piercing with enormous force and change to "casting mode" where it shoots charged blast from its core.
Additional mobility was added with its dual boost located on the lower back, allowing for extra speed and limited flight.
And with the scientist rescued, they were also able to reproduce in a more stable way the M-Frame, renaming it the MR-Frame, which is the base of 4 more mechs built, which are piloted by fellow mercenaries, with great skills, these 5 mechs are collectively called "Royal Flush"
-- Build Notes --
So after a LOOOOONG break, I saw that Lu updated his Re-Frame with a pilot cabin, and that made me want to modify my already modified version of his frame, the M-Frame, which I just called the MR-Frame, so it is definitely inspired by him, and the build is meant to live on his fictional universe.
I call the MR-Frame a poor man's frame, since it uses less pieces and some easier to find, but it does it's job. the arms and the legs are going to be different on each build so I don't consider them part of the new frame.
I used the joker for this update since it was the only mech I still had that resembled the shape and build I wanted, and I think it looks better now and I truly believe this is the definitive form, now with a pilot.
The decision to add a robot sidekick was inspired by nier: automatam. it works the same way it does on the game, it provides range weapons so that the mech can focus on melee attacks.
So after this Huge wall of text, I hope you like this re-build and stay tuned, tomorrow I'll post the Mech I decided to call "king".
Excerpt from brainproject.ca:
Regrowth
Artist Bryan Belanger pictures the brain as its own ecosystem, one that thrives when healthy and one that can be in danger if it is unattended or overworked. He imagines it to be covered in lush green grass, trees and rivers that flow, all funneling life from place to place. Like our own environment and the current state of our planet, there are places where there is no new growth, where the trees have been cut down and the land has eroded. Belanger has a similar picture in his mind of Alzheimer's and other diseases of the brain.
Unknown
No information on web site or the showcase.
Luminate
Luminate acts as a signifier that reminds us all of the psychological and physical importance of "lighting up" our environment and creating a positive aura despite the hardships that shadow us with fear. Through its movement, energy and markings, the brain sculpture Luminate suggests that even the smallest mark can make a world of a difference in our interconnected experience.
SYNAPSE
Interconnectedness. Layering. Complexity.
'Weaving' the 'clear' monofilament – layer upon layer and in no particular pattern – draws attention to interconnectedness. The layers of monofilament increase, and become very dense in much the same way that memories are made in the brain. Memories are made and there is potential distortion in remembering.
The nail heads placed in the creases hold together all of the filaments which are absolutely interconnected and made of one single length of material.
Brain Früz
Brain Früz is a a collection of vivid memories awakened by the power of different sensories. It represents hope for a bright and colourful future where thoughts remain crystal clear, lively and coherent.
State of Bliss
Sometimes, we all wish to be floating in warm, blue water with the hot sun kissing our face. State of Bliss captures the feeling of that moment.
Progression – Journey through the Darkness
This photograph exhibits the stark contrast between light (the brightly coloured framework of contours and orbs) and dark (the space between). It is only on our journey through the darkness that we can understand and appreciate the relief of the light. We each have our own internal structure and pattern of light, and it is our unique perception of and personal attachment to these patterns that assist us in making sense of the world, ourselves and those around us.
The TELUS Health Brain Project shines a much-needed light on the importance of cognitive and emotional well-being. Hollend’s work speaks to building that vision of a brighter, healthier future for this generation and those to come. TELUS Health is proud to partner with the Brain Project in support of the Baycrest Foundation for the second consecutive year, because they share in our commitment to create stronger, healthier communities.
The Prosper
Artist Yaron Bob’s sculpture is made from chains and a rocket base. It is a tribute to the place he lives in southern Israel, where these rockets fell. It is named after a dear friend who is going through a rough patch in life. His name is Prosper.
The name seems fitting since it has a double meaning. The artist wishes his friend and everyone in need to "live long and prosper."
The long nose trucks are being updated to better match the 1/40 scale of the Greyhound Bus, they have larger wheels and 8w bumpers now. The nose of the Wrecker was changed, too. However, the School Bus will have to be completely overworked - its body should be 8w like the Greyhound Bus,
okay, i've been wanting to interpret the very talented and often portrayed Jutta, but i must admit a bit of fear, because she is such a talented artist, and i want to thank her for her favs of my artwork. i wanted the portrait i did of her to be perfect...well it's far from that...but it's the best i could do. this photo is lovely and quite a challenge to work from and i had to stop before i overworked it. hope you find it enjoyable Jutta
just a fun design in two piece of paper because I'm on holiday today !
one 30cm square of coco paper ans one 10cm square of tissue foil paper for sun glasses. rabbit come from a bird base. inspired by a bear from the famous artist Daniel Chang.
juste un petit design amusant en deux pièces car je suis aujourd'hui en vacances !
un carré de 30cm de papier de coco et un carré de sandwich pour les lunettes de soleil.
le lapin est issu d'une base de l'oiseau.
inspiré d'un ours du talentueux artiste Daniel Chang.
TGIF Flickr Friends! Are you feeling frantic and overworked? Do you need a rest from your laborious week of work? Perhaps you can get a nice relaxing massage like Bert here, who's getting his neck stroked with loving fingers as he holds on tight to the "Rings of Love" (bonding ritual) of his ~Love~ swt snookie. He does this for as long as she will put up with it. She says that one day he will just "Beak" those rings in two!
The former Bobcaygeon Medical Centre was closed when the practicing doctor became frustrated with the continued delays of the new facility as well as citing being extremely overworked. The closure was supposed to be temporary while the new facility was completed. The sudden closure of the practice angered many locals & the doctor never re-opened in the town.
The warm breeze, the shimmering sea, the cheerful strawberry tunes~~ 🌴🐬🌞🍓 Charlotte's feelin' it!!
I hadn't taken a photo of Charlotte in so long.. Which is crazy cause she always looks so cute and happy! 😊💕
I hope everyone is doing well. I was feeling a bit overworked the past month but I think it's gonna get better now the weather is so lovely again. ^^
Charlotte - Dal Dotori
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busy with overwork
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much better large size and on black - molto meglio in grande e su sfondo nero
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I spent 7 nights and 8 days in London in August with my family, Tiziano and Giulia and their families.
I’m trying to show 100 shots that I’ve made there, that represent my “London point of view”.
16 August:
Edgware Road
St. Paul’s Cathedral
Fleet Street/the Strand
■ Westminster Cathedral
Belgrave
Mayfair
New Bond street
Hyde park corner
Thanks for all your kind comments to my last photos …
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Grazie per tutti i gentili commenti alle mie ultime foto…
My descent from this spot into the dark world below was a lengthy, protracted affair. Mushy snow & a painful hip were obvious reasons for this. And yet I was still in a euphoric state, with yet another memorable day spent on the winter hills & with a gathering crowd of stars to lose myself in as I slowly picked my way ever downwards to my poor, overworked little car, parked as it was beside the reflections of Loch Leven.
The well-oiled routine commenced: Stove lit; kettle boiled whilst removing steaming boots & a change into sandals; deckchair unfolded & positioned with a view in mind; down jacket donned; hopefully all resulting in a bite to eat & a hot drink whilst reliving my day's doings.
I am still struggling with:
- Impatience
- overworking
- running out of mixed colours and inability to match colours used in the studies
- paint drying out in the mixing bowls
- choosing colours for darker areas and shadows, i.e. neutralized
colours (in this study I used purple which, with the Quinacridone Gold/Burnt Sienna mix made some kind of brown).
I still do graphite studies mainly because I quite like drawing in graphite. Maybe I am going to do another drapery study. Painting folds is so difficult.
Daniel Smith paints
A5 Arches med. 300gsm
Ball-point pen
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16 years ago, the skyline has changed a little. If this looks overworked it sort of is. The file was really small but when I resized, it looked a bit off, might come back to it when the editing skills improve.
Wikipedia Facts:
In early 1915, the town of Kranjska Gora was suddenly rendered strategically important by its proximity to the Isonzo Front. In order to ease access to the front, the Austro-Hungarian authorities ordered the construction of a military road across Vršič, a 1611 m pass between the Sava and Soča river valleys, to be built by Russian Prisoners of war.
The road was begun in May 1915, and was completed by the end of the year. To ensure an uninterrupted supply of materiel to the front lines, the pass was to be kept traversable year-round, and the prisoners were made to clear the road of heavy snowfall. On 8 or 12 March 1916 (sources vary), an avalanche of snow buried a prisoner work camp, killing approximately 300 prisoners and about 10 guards. Exact casualty figures were never determined, either for the victims of the avalanche of for those of the brutal overwork and appaling conditions.
The Russian camp was located roughly halfway up the slope of Vršic. Between 1916 - 1917, the remaining prisoners built a small wooden memorial chapel. The building is of typical Russian design, with two small towers on either side of the nave, and is surrounded by prisoners' graves and a pyramid-shaped memorial marker.
The Siccus Badlands; while the southernmost guild is mostly a desert, it admittedly is more hospitable, and greatly more prosperous, than the horrendous conditions that plague the eastern guild; the home of the “Black” Falcons.
It is here we find two lone Falcons, who cast out for their crest’s deeds 100 years ago, are now forced to sneak into trade hubs in disguise. They are on a quest from their lord, Fendrel Falco, to smuggle back food that the overworked laborers now demand. They are not alone however, for suspicious eyes watch them from a distance…
It looks like the poor thing just decided to quit halfway through the job. I can't say as I blame it.
Tacoma, WA, U.S.A.
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It is well known in Japan that people often die from overwork, or "Karōshi", in Japanese. However, this problem is also rather widespread in South Korea as well but it does not seem to be as well publicized. Over here, it is termed "gwarosa".
It was thus not surprising to see many people falling asleep at any time of the day in the subway, not just in the morning!
Sleep never seems to be enough somehow once people come to be working age. I know that fact perfectly well, having experienced it personally myself :(
“It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.”
― Fiona Apple
I often feel a sense of sadness, a kind that feels like a somber rainy day. A kind that lingers like a cluster of clouds, I have been having these sorts of days lately, but embrace those moments of blue- keen to find beauty throughout. After going on a fun photoshoot and chatting away with the beautiful Rosie who is modelling here, we talked very deeply about us and in particular, about how we are both the type to constantly be working and can't feel comfortable simply stopping (as I am typing it is nearly 10pm the day of shooting this and I am not letting myself eat the rest of my easter bunny sitting next to me until I finish working!) Not because I overwork, but because I feel passionately enough to always be creating, and striving for my dreams. This sometimes makes me feel like I need to be doing more, but I am learning that it is okay to have times of wandering to bluebell patches with friends on sunny spring days and simply live.
So until I am able to move pass the things that make me sad, I will glaze through the tears and hurt, peacefully allowing them to blossom beauty around. <3 (inspired greatly by the sweetheart that is Rosie Hardy!)
Model: Rose Beaman
11.07.15
I honestly don't have the energy for something overly conceptual. I tried out something new today on a whim but it didn't work out. I've really overworked myself today and now I'm not feeling good. But I'm happy that i still did my photo and I did try something even if it didn't work. I wish I could tell you more but I feel like I might vomit right now so I'm just going to get to bed. I'll tell you about my day today in tomorrows photos and how crazy it was. I really do hope you're having a more relaxed weekend then me.
Was built originally by German POWs after WWII as a labor camp to work the nearby uranium mines, but with the communist take-over in 1948 Vojna transitioned into a forced labor camp for political prisoners (replacing the repatriated Germans). It was closed in 1961. Sixteen historically important buildings have survived including this former doctors' surgery. Prisoners received medical attention simply to make them fit to work; prisoners on the verge of death from overwork remained untreated. A portrait of Stalin can be seen on the wall and an original guard tower is visible through the left window.
"Farmhouse on Valley Ford Rd." out in the West County of Sonoma, CA. It's amazing to me that, every time we drive out this way, there is not a vineyard to been seen for as far as the eye can see. It is a tribute to the hard-working farming families that continue to survive and hopefully thrive out here in this beautiful country-side of Northern California. This is a tad "overworked" but I still like the feel of it. 11 x 14in. on Saunders & Waterford paper 140lb watercolor paper.
moe did the 1st step and outlined the letters... me then overworked his stuff... great combination!!
Here Eric and Muriel are researching about the Second Coming in Aziraphale's bookshop, trying to figure out how to stop whatever their Heaven and Hell have planned. (they don't end up finding out anything useful, but they read a lot of books and they become closer as they realize that they have both been underappreciated and overworked by their respective (ex) employers, and that they share curiosity and enthusiasm for life on earth.
Muriel and Eric are featured in S2 of Good Omens (Eric was in S1 as well) and in ch's 2-7,10,12,19,20 of my fic here: archiveofourown.org/works/49138729/
Last fall Speck and I went on a drawing adventure. She did a marvelous pen and ink of this shed, which sold immediately in a local show. I added color to mine and because it is a favorite, I did not offer it to the public. This is one of my more successful attempts at putting color on a pen and ink sketch. I usually overwork them and lose them.
Woods Mill
Blackcap fledglings hiding in the bushes waiting for their overworked parents to bring in another tasty grub
A sketch from our recent holiday. Way too much time on my hands which accounts for the overworking. Lesson learned .... again! But a nice memory of time and place nonetheless.
Meet Mr. H.B., number 8 in my 100 Strangers Project. I met him last night at the Health Center of the retirement community where my father lives. Dad's in the health care area while recovering from surgery. I went to dinner with him last night,( at an ungodly early hour.) Dad had mentioned the 2 nice gentlemen he often ate with. And gentleman is right. Mr B. was polite, cutting his cake in neat slices with the side of his fork, explaining to Dad that this cake was specially brought in for a 90th birthday party, and he would be delighted to share his piece. Soft spoken, deliberate, gentle.I knew there had to be a story. I asked him here he was from and what he did before he retired. (state police). But it was his war service he wanted to talk about, reaching back into his distant past, the memory of which was sharpest to him.
He was in the infantry in Burma. He talked about the general and the bridge and the Chinese and the difficulties of war in that location. And his eyes lit up when he talked about the mules and the horses.
He said: They won the war for us. They are the unsung heroes. Without them, we would still be there.
Especially the mules. They're smart. They don't overeat. They don't overwork.
They only drink what they need.
I asked if I could take his picture and he was pleased. I took a few shots and put the camera away to listen more. But then he stuck this pose and I saw that skin over his fingers and raced to get my camera out of my bag again.
You know, I said to Mr. Zoom that Mr. B's family has probably heard those stories a thousand times. But they were new to me. Our vets are dying...we need to hear the stories...and in the dawn of their days, need to tell them, again, how much we appreciate their sacrifices.
Thank you, Mr. B.
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at www.100strangers.com/