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I was in San Francisco late one night when I wondered up to the Legion of Honor hoping I could find some way to get in. I was shocked to find someone had cracked their tight security and managed to get into the courtyard. What baffled me was why on Earth he had taken his clothes off and decided to perch naked on the pedestal! I know this is San Francisco and people are all down with public nudity, but this guy had some guts. He was very deep in thought because he did not seem to hear me when I called out asking how he had gotten inside. I guess he had a bad day at the office and needed to think things through before he went home to his wife. Well, I hope he figured it out soon because it was way to cold and windy to be out naked.
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In the not so distant future, human kind was enslaved by the then superior race of Moles. Something in their genetic code enabled them to leapfrog us on the evolutionary chain and before we knew it, we were merely their peons. They had us build these high-tech mole habitats all over the place. On the plus side we no longer have to take complete ownership over screwing out planet. Always have to think positive, guys. Even though we got spanked by the moles.
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Andreas Papandreou Airbase , Pathos International Airport Cyprus 08-11-2019
Yes, a composite...tracks and Indian (taken at World Beat Festival in Salem, OR) and railroad tracks in Salem.
Today I found this amusing and thought-provoking site called, "Someone Else Will Put It Back."
The site had two main points, which skittered off in many directions from those beginnings, provoking great humor and occasional pathos. One point was a general awareness of the work we create for others by not picking up after ourselves along the many paths we take. Kind of how we create entropy, and how each momentary lapse of personal responsibility and lack of awareness of the impact of our actions on others creates a path that spirals slowly (in babysteps) toward the destruction of the world. For a richer explanation of the basic philosophy in a more grandiose and evocative form, see the Young Wizards books by Diane Duane (archive version here, and no, I am not sure it is authorized), and the Wizard's Oath.
I am probably putting way more thought into this than the SEWPIB site did! The idea of putting things back where you found them is something we always try to break people of in libraries. The books are valuable, and if you put them in the wrong place, there is a very real possibility that they may never be found again, or not for decades. We also have no idea whether the book is being used unless folks leave it out where we can find it, and that information sometimes determines whether or not a book is kept. If you love a book, take it OFF the shelf and DON'T put it back. In libraries, we do NOT want patrons putting the books back. We want the statistics, and we want to be absolutely certain it goes back in exactly the right place. It was a bit of a surprise to me that grocery stores have the opposite philosophy, however this explains why we have so much trouble breaking people of the habit.
The second point seemed to be to crowdsource the concept and have people pay special awareness to finding these beasts in situ, so to speak, and then to tell the implied stories. Why and how did those two incongruent items become juxtaposed in real life?
With that idea priming the pump, we went shopping today to find turtlenecks for my son, who pulled a muscle in his neck and wanted something to keep it warm. We didn't find turtlenecks for men, but we did find lots of funny tshirts, hoodies, sweaters, and other warm clothes. Since I had just finished reading the book from my Christmas stocking, I whipped past the book rack to see what piqued my interest and seemed appropriate brainless holiday reading. That was where I found this - a mix for pumpkin pie bars sitting in the book rack amidst the romances. As a librarian I am rather delighted with the idea that if someone had to choose between a less than healthy high-calorie treat and reading a book that supports imagination and hopes and dreams, that one would choose the latter. I love the idea of books as diet food. :) Excellent choice, whoever did it!
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The Yu Garden (Yuyuan) is a lavish five acre Suzhou-style garden in old-town Shanghai. In the 1500's Ming Dynasty, a fella named Pan spent 20 years creating the garden to please his pops. The garden subsequently went through disrepair and revitalization before it was finally declared a national monument by the Chinese government in 1982.
The place is absolutely beautiful, and I will post actual photos of it soon enough. Just be patient. Say, "me, be cool!" However, it was this little dragon that caught my interest. I was walking around, happy as can be, enjoying the gardens with my family when I passed this stone wall carving of the dragon and had to double back.
I caught it out of the corner of my eye and had the feeling that is was staring at me, similar to how the Mona Lisa seems to follow you around with her gaze. The feeling was eerie, because it seemed like the little thing was some sort of guardian that you would not want to tangle with. I looked around and there was nothing of obvious worth to warrant such a dedicated sentry, but nevertheless it had been created to protect. I wonder if it was moved from its original location at some point during the garden's long history. At any rate, I am glad I didn't have to throw down with the little guy, because I surely would have lost a tooth or my left elbow or something.
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Andreas Papandreou Airbase , Pathos International Airport Cyprus 08-11-2019
Models:
Severino Antonelli
Luca Fiore
Sara Summa
Tommaso Renzoni
Alessandro Fanelli
Photographer: Francesca Marino
Make-up: Tommaso Renzoni
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The Shanghai skyline as seen from the top of the Pearl Tower. The resulting photographs were an interesting mistake of camera shake while zooming in on sections of the heavily smog filled city. They gave me a sense of a long forsaken metropolis so I named this series – Vestige.
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Andreas Papandreou Airbase , Pathos International Airport Cyprus 08-11-2019
Taken through thick glass and in the dark, so far from ideal conditions, but I just had to record that resigned expression and those emotive eyes!
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Have you any idea how very long it takes to get to Lhasa from San Francisco? It takes, one forty-five minute 3:00am shuttle ride, a four hour wait at the airport, a two hour flight to Vancouver for a six hour layover before an eleven hour flight to Beijing, an hour in line waiting for a taxi, followed by an hour taxi ride into the city, one overnight stay, then another one hour long taxi ride back to the airport, three hours as you check in and go through customs, a four hour flight to Chengdu with a two hour connection, before you are back in the same exact plane you just evacuated, a two hour flight into the Lhasa airport and finally a one hour bus ride into the city. Somewhere along the line you loose track of all sense of time and space and you are weathered down into a state of placid servitude to the transportation authorities. Go to the left line, pass through those gates and sit there until you hear your flight being called. Yes sir.
If you are interested in squeezing some value from the experience, you can look at it as an exercise in patience and a test of your resolve to get to your location. Usually on one of these escapades, I am determined to get to my destination on the way there, but once I am there I just let events unfold and go with the flow. It usually works out well, with the exception of the few cases where I am being run out of town or I have to bribe some corrupt government official to stop harassing me for no legal reason. In this case I was just passing through the Chengdu airport, looking forward to coming home to my family. What a great feeling.
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I recently posted a similar portrait of Yosemite Valley, so I thought I would also post the landscape shot. This was taken as the sun was rising and the sky began to light up with warm colors. I am still in awe of this incredible national park. I wish I could move my family into a little log cabin and spend the year fishing, taking pictures and enjoying the scenery, but I think my wife and daughter would not appreciate that very much.
Quello che vedo non è mio. Mentre quello che sento in ciò che vedo è mio: la sensazione, il sentimento, l'emozione, l'armonia, il pathos, la ragione, il racconto, l'attimo. Dunque, ciò che fotografo non è mio, mentre è mio ciò che sento in quello che fotografo. È questo "sentire" che voglio comunicare agli altri, condividere, e sarebbe assurdo rinchiuderlo in qualche stupida rivendicazione di proprietà, materiale, commerciale o intellettuale che sia. Con le mie foto non sto vendendo, lucrando, guadagnando; sto parlando, per essere ascoltato e non per essere comprato. E il mio parlare non ha copyright. Buona visione. E buon ascolto
Questi sono alcuni degli scatti realizzati al mercato nei pressi del Castello medievale di Bran, comune della storia regione della Transilvania, dimora dimora, secondo la leggenda, del sanguinario conte Dracula, personaggio ispirato alla figura del principe Vlad III che nel XV secolo fece parlare di sè per la ferocia e la crudeltà del suo animo .
La fortezza tuttavia, non è il vero maniero appartenuto all'imperatore Vlad ma era utilizzato dal sovrano come residenza di caccia. Curioso è l'aver appreso che i rumeni sono venuti a conoscenza di Dracula e di tutta la leggenda ad esso annessa ai primi anni '90, dopo che l'ex dittatore comunista Ceacescu è stato destituito dei suoi poteri.
Sapere questo ha suscitato curiosità prima e riflessione poi: mi trovavo li, in mezzo alla popolazione locale portatrice di tradizioni in parte costruite e piegate al consumismo frenetico, recitando la mia parte da turista occidentale, inconsciamente privo del reale contatto con quel mondo di genti diverse . Ero in Transilvania per vedere il castello di un vampiro? Ero in Transilvania per poi raccontare di esserci stato?
Come il pezzo di una carovana di passanti ciechi e sordi che si autocompiace perchè viaggia e conosce, che prende tutto per oro colato, che non si pone un perchè, un percome. Ecco come mi son sentito. Volutamente cieco.
La Romania non è una leggenda. Non è un vampiro.
Sono persone.
Che non conoscevo e non conosco.
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The Berlin type was discovered in Rome near the Baths of Diocletian in 1868 and acquired the next year by the Pergamon Museum. Stylistically, this Amazon has been identified with Polycleitus (given the affinity of the head with that of his Doryphoros). Here, one can discern the pathos of the Amazon, who leans exhausted on a pillar (which Stewart suggests may be a boundary marker of the sanctuary). The entire right arm and left forearm, both hands and feet, and the pillar and its plinth have been restored.
It also is known as the Lansdowne or Sciarra type from two other copies.
One is said to have been acquired by the painter and antiquary Gavin Hamilton in 1771 to decorate the house of Lord Shelburne, Marquis of Lansdowne. It now is in the Metropolitan Museum of Art (New York), a gift of John D. Rockefeller in 1932. It preserves most of the right arm, part of the hand, and the upper portion of the pillar. The head, which was described by Hamilton at the time as one "which surpasses much any that I have yet seen," required only that the nose be restored, which was cast from the Sciarra statue, as were the missing feet The lower legs are plaster casts from the Berlin Amazon. The left hand, as in all the types, was missing and has not been restored.
The other copy is in the Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek (Copenhagen) and was acquired in 1897 from the Palazzo Sciarra and, in turn, from Cardinal del Monte in 1628 on whose property it was found, the former gardens of Sallust. The pillar has not been restored nor the right hand or left arm below the shoulder.
There is a bleeding wound to the side of the right breast, which may explain the gesture of the arm and the stance, the Amazon wearily leaning against the pillar for support. It also may signify the bravery of the warrior or, given that the wound is not consistent with the pose, simply be the invention of the copyist as an analogy to the wounded type.
The belt that ties the chiton is distinctive to the Berlin type and shows a leather strip that loops around hooks held in place by rivets at each end of a rectangular buckle. (The belt of the Mattei type is tied with a Herculean knot, with the loose ends hanging down; and the Capitoline type is simply a flat band that is not tied at all.) It may represent the broken rein of a horse, used on the battlefield by the distressed Amazon.
Quello che vedo non è mio. Mentre quello che sento in ciò che vedo è mio: la sensazione, il sentimento, l'emozione, l'armonia, il pathos, la ragione, il racconto, l'attimo. Dunque, ciò che fotografo non è mio, mentre è mio ciò che sento in quello che fotografo. È questo "sentire" che voglio comunicare agli altri, condividere, e sarebbe assurdo rinchiuderlo in qualche stupida rivendicazione di proprietà, materiale, commerciale o intellettuale che sia. Con le mie foto non sto vendendo, lucrando, guadagnando; sto parlando, per essere ascoltato e non per essere comprato. E il mio parlare non ha copyright. Buona visione. E buon ascolto
Questi sono alcuni degli scatti realizzati al mercato nei pressi del Castello medievale di Bran, comune della storia regione della Transilvania, dimora dimora, secondo la leggenda, del sanguinario conte Dracula, personaggio ispirato alla figura del principe Vlad III che nel XV secolo fece parlare di sè per la ferocia e la crudeltà del suo animo .
La fortezza tuttavia, non è il vero maniero appartenuto all'imperatore Vlad ma era utilizzato dal sovrano come residenza di caccia. Curioso è l'aver appreso che i rumeni sono venuti a conoscenza di Dracula e di tutta la leggenda ad esso annessa ai primi anni '90, dopo che l'ex dittatore comunista Ceacescu è stato destituito dei suoi poteri.
Sapere questo ha suscitato curiosità prima e riflessione poi: mi trovavo li, in mezzo alla popolazione locale portatrice di tradizioni in parte costruite e piegate al consumismo frenetico, recitando la mia parte da turista occidentale, inconsciamente privo del reale contatto con quel mondo di genti diverse . Ero in Transilvania per vedere il castello di un vampiro? Ero in Transilvania per poi raccontare di esserci stato?
Come il pezzo di una carovana di passanti ciechi e sordi che si autocompiace perchè viaggia e conosce, che prende tutto per oro colato, che non si pone un perchè, un percome. Ecco come mi son sentito. Volutamente cieco.
La Romania non è una leggenda. Non è un vampiro.
Sono persone.
Che non conoscevo e non conosco.
Borrowed again from the excellent 'National Library of Ireland on The Commons' with no Copyright Restrictions. To read the comments underneath the original image gives one an idea of what the Hive-Mind is starting to generate. I have embedded that image again below, take a look in the comments there. There is some profound evidence of a sort of continuum, and a possibility.
Blah blah blah blah blah. My brother "tagged" me for this on Facebook and I also got "tagged" on here, so what the hell.
16 things:
1. I had really long hair when I was a kid. Everyone thought I was a girl.
2. If I was a girl I would’ve been named Kendra.
3. If my sister had been a boy I would’ve been named George.
4. My first memory is snapping the head off my X-Wing Luke action figure. It was also my first and only out of body experience.
5. Once, in my teens, I shaved my arms for no good reason.
6. My current celebrity obsession is Selena Gomez. The previous one was Viggo Peter Mortensen, Jr.
7. I went through a phase where I ate straight peanut butter sandwiches because I thought jelly was “wicked”.
8. I’ve taken violin, piano, and guitar lessons. I can’t do anything with the violin anymore. I can play part of one song on the piano. I can still play guitar.
9. I usually order the club sandwich.
10. I was twenty-six years old when I bought my first bra.
11. I like shoveling snow at night.
12. I’ve had one vision and one prophetic dream. They were both about football.
13. My goal in life is to become a spacefaring immortal.
14. My favorite book is The Zoo Where You’re Fed To God by Michael Ventura. I reread it every six months or so.
15. I passed two semesters of French in college without being able to comprehend a single spoken word of the language. This is only a slight exaggeration.
16. If I were on death row I’d want fruit salad for my last meal.
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About This Collection
This collection of photographs was the result of a happy mistake while walking through the Hakone Garden's bamboo forest in Saratoga. I was messing around with my camera on manual mode, trying different angles and motions when I noticed the resulting images resembled impressionist paintings. I liked how the bamboo forest was implied though color, light and movement, so I sat there for a while and tried different things until I got the look I wanted. All of these photographs are single shots with very minor adjustments in Photoshop.
I will put up one piece every Monday, Thursday and Saturday for the next three weeks.
The Sciarra amazon ' often attribuyed to Kresilas) offers a completely different reading : pathos, studiously avoided by the others is the keynote. Both her breasts are bare and she uses her dead horse's bridle for a belt ; she has clearly been raped. Exausted, she leans one elbow on a pillar (a boundary of the sactuary ?) , resting the other hand on her head as if about to faint . These responses to her situation regulate the poise or the entrire stature, wich employs polycleitan contrapposto as a purely sencondary aesthetic device , to unify the composition. No attemp is made to integrate the wound into all this : placed below and behind the right breast, it appears almost as an afterthought. Yet whareas it was the polycleitant amazon (Sosikles ?) that reportedly gained the prize, it is the Sciarra with its momentary pathos, and indications of settings, that announces the future. Andrew Stewart
L'amazone lève le bras droit et passe l'autre devant le torse pour dénuder le sein gauche blessé. Cette composition est connue par une série de répliques dont la meilleure copie, signée par le sculpteur Sôsiclès, est conservée au musée du Capitole à Rome. Elles reproduiraient un original attribué au bronzier argien Polyclète, réalisé lors d'un concours organisé vers 440-430 avant Jésus-Christ, pour le sanctuaire d'Artémis à Ephèse. Les plus grands sculpteurs classiques y participeront parmi lesquels Crésilas, Phidias et Polyclète qui sera déclaré vainqueur. Le nez et une partie du menton, le bras gauche et l'avant-bras droit, ainsi que les jambes, sont des restaurations en partie attestées dès le XVIIème siècle. L'oeuvre en marbre pentélique figurera dans la Collection Richelieu, puis dans celle de Mazarin, avant d'être acquise par Louis XIV à la mort de ce dernier en 1661. Elle sera saisie sous la Révolution et entrera au Louvre en 1804.
Oradour sur Glane, left as a memorial to the hundreds of people killed by the Germans during the later stages of WW2. Near Limoges, France.
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It seems the good folks over at the San Francisco Academy of Science understand that space exploration can be so uncomfortable. Why else would they have built such a convenient space habitat system? It features things you would need while sailing through deep space: a virtual rain forest, butterflies, a 360 degree view and … oxygen. They just haven’t figured out how to launch this puppy, but as soon as they do, I am sure this space habitat will be a hot item.