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'I thought all the fairies were dead,' Mrs. Darling said.
'There are always a lot of young ones,' explained Wendy, who was now quite an authority, 'because you see when a new baby laughs for the first time a new fairy is born, and as there are always new babies there are always new fairies. They live in nexts on the tops of trees; and the mauve ones are boys and the white ones are girls, and the blue ones are just little sillies who are not sure what they are.'
Architect: József Vágó www.art-nouveau.hu/art.php?menuid=2&id=107
Cooperating artists were the greatest Hungarian painters and sculptors of the period:
József Rippl-Rónai
www.hung-art.hu/frames-e.html?/english/r/rippl-ro/index.html
commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=Special%3ASearch&...
Béla Iványi-Grünwald
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/B%C3%A9la_Iv%C3%A1nyi-Gr%C3%BCnwald
hu.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iv%C3%A1nyi-Gr%C3%BCnwald_B%C3%A9la
Vilmos Fémes Beck
commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/F%C3%A9mes_Beck_Vilmos
hu.wikipedia.org/wiki/F%C3%A9mes_Beck_Vilmos
Zsolnay:
About the building, architect and owner:
www.sziabudapest.com/text/2011april_en.php
www.sziabudapest.com/text/vago_jozsef_en.php
Magyarul:
hg.hu/cikk/epiteszet/12623-a-szecesszio-elfelejtett-meste...
artportal.hu/kislexikon/vago_jozsef
Magyarul:
vam.gov.hu/muzeum/pages/schiffer_villa.html
There was a fountain in front of the window, work of Vilmos Fémes Beck, it was destroyed during WW2.
Stained glass windows by Károly Kernstok (Budapest, 1873 - 1940)
www.google.hu/search?q=kernstok+k%C3%A1roly&hl=hu&...
One of Hungary's most influential early twentieth century artists, Karoly Kernstok first studied painting techniques at the Budapest School of Design. He then went to Munich in 1892 to study under Simon Hollosy. Karoly Kernstok concluded his formal education at the Academie Julian, Paris, from 1893 to 1895 and at Benczur's School, Budapest, from 1896 to 1899. Kernstok's first major exhibitions took place in Budapest in 1897. Three years later one of his paintings was awarded a bronze medal at the Universal Exposition in the United States.
Karoly Kernstok's initial works were figure studies and genre depictions, largely in the vein of Hungarian turn-of-the-century early social realist painting. By 1906, however, his art began exploring stylized elements and postimpressionist techniques, and thus he became a leading exponent of modernism. In 1910, Karoly Kernstok was a founding member of the Nyolcak (Group of Eight) painters. Briefly this important movement advocated expressionism and an emphasis upon the body within space. It drew upon such divergent forms as Art Nouveau, Fauvism and native Hungarian art forms. The Nyolcak was also somewhat political and, through the art of its participants, attempted to move Habsburg Hungary toward a democratic republic. Karoly Kernstok's 1910 painting, Riders on the Shore, became a major catalyst for the art of Nyolcak (Group of Eight). During this period, Karoly Kernstok designed and painted major frescoes and glass windows for the Schiffer-villa (1911) and the County Hall, Debrecen.
Karoly Kernstok moved to Berlin in 1919. He both lived and exhibited in that city until his 1926 return to Hungary. For the following fourteen years the artist continued to paint and etch major works of art, often exploring and incorporating elements of ancient Etruscan art. As well, Karoly Kernstok established an art school in the Nyergesújfalu region of Hungary.
Today the art of Karoly Kernstok is found in most major Hungarian collections, including the Hungarian National Gallery, Budapest
Kernstok Károlyról (Ady csodálatos versével):
Ski Blue and Black Jackson Browne
My Books:
My book "Discover GUIMERÀ" (preview)
My book "Discover SANTA PAU" (preview)
My book "Discover BESALÚ" (preview)
In the calling out to one another
Of the lovers up and down the strand
In the sound of the waves and the cries
Of the seagulls circling the sand
In the fragments of the songs
Carried down the wind from some radio
In the murmuring of the city in the distance
Ominous and low
I hear the sound of the world where we played
And the far too simple beauty
Of the promises we made
If you ever need holding
Call my name, I'll be there
If you ever need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
Sky, sky blue and black
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
There's a need to be separate
and a need to be one
And a struggle neither wins
Where you gave me the world I was in
And a place I could make a stand
I could never see how you doubted me
When I'd let go of your hand
Yeah, and I was much younger then
And I must have thought that I would know
If things were going to end
And the heavens were rolling
Like a wheel on a track
And our sky was unfolding
And it'll never fold back
Sky blue and black
And I'd have fought the world for you
If I thought that you wanted me to
Or put aside what was true or untrue
If I'd known that's what you needed
What you needed me to do
But the moment has passed by me now
To have put away my pride
And just come through for you somehow
If you ever need holding
Call my name, I'll be there
If you ever need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
You're the color of the sky
Reflected in each store-front window pane
You're the whispering and the sighing
Of my tires in the rain
You're the hidden cost and
the thing that's lost
In everything I do
Yeah and I'll never stop looking for you
In the sunlight and the shadows
And the faces on the avenue
That's the way love is
That's the way love is
That's the way love is
Sky blue and black
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-->> That's what it was all about, Man .. growin' up in the '90s, Man - - it was alla'bout "BREAKIN' ALL THE RULES" randomly, Man. Not conformin' to society's standards, Man .. and provin' to the world you were a real stinker, Man .. and you enjoyed every single fuggin' minute of it, Man !!
Dive' bomin' a RANDOM ..steamin' hot slice'a pizza,Man - WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED. Vibrant Neon ball-caps tilted to the side let society KNOW ..YOU WERE A NON-CONFORMIST,MAN .. YOU WEREN'T PLAYIN' BY THEM B8TCHES RULES !!
"No, Siree BOB'AROO-SKIE" .. as we used ta say in the '90s, Man. We rode our skateboards down random, obscure suburban streets - causing all sortsa of'a rukus and shenanigans just like out hero Bart Simpson, Man.
Yeah, Man .. we wore our sneakers with the laces untied IN SPITE OF THE LAW, MAN !! !! !! And about a 1/4 of us usually fell off the skateboards, tripped over the laces & slammed our skulls on the pavement rippin' up our fancy Turtle fleeces, and gettin' our blocks knocked off ( as well as our neon ball-caps ) by the big bully that usually had less than flattering things to say about out freakish '90s decorum. Yeh, there's pizza on ya face, Kid !!
Awe' - these fuggin' ol' ad clippings are pretty awesome, Man.
Oi !!
~ t
Noche sin luna, ausencia de nubes y mi amiga Carmen y un servidor después de una copita en casa nos lanzamos al ataque fotográfico.
Encuadro, calculo exposición, decido la iluminación y venga, una toma de 40 minutos bien. Hasta aquí todo bien, no?
Pues a los 20 minutos mi querida amiga se cansa y decide cambiar el encuadre a lo que yo le aviso por activo y por pasivo: "Carmen, cuidado con el trípode que le vas a dar al mío". Pues ale, dos golpes!!!!!!!!
No pasa nada. Corto y empiezo otra vez.
Nos alejamos unos 20 metros de mi cámara para hacer fotos con la suya y cuando llevamos más de media hora de exposición.... ZAS! Guardia Civil con más luces que una feria.
El Sr. Agente muy amable pregunta que qué hacemos y yo apunto de matarlo le digo muy amablemente también que disfrutamos de la noche haciendo fotografías y que me ha estropeado la que estaba haciendo.... jeje
El pobre me pidió disculpas. En fin, mejor estas visitas que no otras de indeseados.
Nuevas galerías en www.mariorubio.com y www.fotografonocturno.com
Canal TV en YOUTUBE NightPhotography
Nuevos dominios en www.lightpainting.es y en www.cursosdefotografianocturna.com
Lo que entiendo por abstracto es algo que surge espontáneamente desde una gama de contrastes, estéticos a la vez que físicos, y que impregnan tanto la imagen como el ojo del espectador con ideas de elementos nuevos y desconocidos. Marc Chagall.
Cita extraída de El lenguaje del arte de José B. Ruiz
Exif:
Nikon D700
Focal: 14mm
Iso: 3200
Aperture: f2,8
WB 2.700K
40 shoots. 31 seconds each joined with www.startrails.de
As a british petrolhead, one of the most extraordinary and wonderful things (amongst so many others) I've found on my wanderings around the USA, is the way that so many US States have no laws whatsoever demanding regular checks (like our cruel british annual MOT test) on the safety and road-worthiness of old cars, trucks and motorcycles.
It's seen as an infringement of freedom and personal liberty, and it's left entirely to the owner/driver to decide if a vehicle's safe to take to the highways in or on.
Now take this old Toyota Celica above (please check it out in a large size, to witness it's full glorious majesty).
I've owned 4 different versions of this car over the years, and found them all to be outstanding.
But having a monocoque construction, with no separate chassis, I generally found them to handle and perform better when they were still equipped with the steel sills, and 'A' and 'B' pillars that hold the entire car together, and prevent it falling in half at speed.
The photograph of the automobile above was not taken in the Oklahoma dustbowl of the 1930's, but as what remained of this car drove through the centre of downtown Minneapolis/St Paul, last autumn.
I think it's fair to say that in over-regulated europe, a car like this would have been pulled-over by the Romanian police even, and the driver prosecuted, if it were travelling through the centre of an isolated gypsy village in Transylvania, and was being pulled by a horse.
But quite rightly, few US citizens will tolerate an overbearing government and it's authorities telling them what they can or cannot drive - "godamn interferin' commie socialism".
And how right (in this instance) they are!
I'll also wager a substantial sum that the engine and mechanicals of this Gen 2 (1978-81) Celica are still running "As New".
Nikkormat FT2
Nikkor-H 50mm f2
Expired Fuji 400asa print film
Belgium.
National Botanic Garden.
www.br.fgov.be/PUBLIC/GENERAL/index.php
Melaleuca citrina or Callistemon citrinus is a shrub growing to 5 m (20 ft) tall but more usually in the range 1–3 m (3–10 ft) high and wide. It has hard, fibrous or papery bark and its young growth is usually covered with soft, silky hairs. Its leaves are arranged alternately and are 26–99 mm (1–4 in) long, 4–25 mm (0.2–1 in) wide, hard, flat, narrow egg-shaped with the narrower end near the base and with a pointed but not sharp end. There are between 7 and 26 branching veins clearly visible on both ides of the leaves and a large number of distinct oil glands visible on both surfaces of the leaves.
The flowers are red and arranged in spikes on the ends of branches which continue to grow after flowering and sometimes also in the upper leaf axils. The spikes are up to 45–70 mm (2–3 in) in diameter and 60–100 mm (2–4 in) long with up to 80 individual flowers. The petals are 3.9–5.8 mm (0.15–0.23 in) long and fall off as the flower ages. There are 30 to 45 stamens in each flower, with their "stalks" (the filaments) red and "tips" (the anthers) purple.
thank you all so much for the well wishing comments and e-mails on my family's situation right now. thoughts, prayers, energy. it's all the same to me and it's all appreciated. i'll leave a note here when we know more of what's going on.
anyway, i would like to attempt to refocus on these last three days of my project so, that being said... back to ten things i've learned this year. about photography. about myself.
3) i have no style. ;)
i don't have a particular style when it comes to photography. i've looked through my 365 set again and i don't think there is anything you can say about the kind of shots i take that is distinctly "erinnoel". i don't know if this is good or bad. i just know that after a year of taking at least one photo a day (more like 50), i don't have a "signature".
i'm choosing to think this is a good thing. i don't think i have a signature in my life either. and i tend to thrive on variety. so... yeah. it's a good thing that my shots are all over the place.
i think.
i have several "runner ups" from today's shoot. i'll post one or two of those next. i really have no preference on any of them today. hard to get the feelings out right now, so they are all a bit of a blur for me.
song of the day: flightless bird, american mouth, by iron and wine
(and for the record: i liked this song BEFORE it got used in the Twlight movie. ;)
lovely, simple version here - www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYUFcxBq1y4
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El abejaruco europeo o abejaruco común (Merops apiaster) es una especie de ave coraciiforme de la familia Meropidae, característico por la policromía de su plumaje
Descripción
Su tamaño es generalmente de 25 a 29 cm de largo,2 y una envergadura alar de entre 36 y 40 cm.2 3 Pesa entre 50 y 70 gr.3
Ave inconfundible por la multitud de colores que presenta: pecho azul, vientre verdoso, cabeza canela, cuello amarillo y la lista negra que adorna su ojo, pico típico de insectívoro, largo, fino y algo curvo.
En el año 1890 el naturalista Edward Wright realizó un estudio sobre la coloración de esta ave,4 llegando a la conclusión de que todos los colores excepto el rojo estaban presentes en su plumaje, el rojo no estaba presente en su plumaje pero sí en el iris de los ojos de los ejemplares adultos.
Su voz es un "priurr" o un "riiuup". Viven entre 5 y 10 años
Taxonomía
Descrito por Linneo en 1758 como Merops apiaster.5 Es una especie monotípica, es decir, sin subespecies reconocidas
Alimentación
Posee un agudo sentido de la vista que le permite distinguir una abeja a aproximadamente veinte metros.[cita requerida] Suele escrudiñar los alrededores desde una atalaya sobre la que se posa en busca de insectos. Cuando divisa alguno que pasa cerca, se lanza sobre el y lo pinza con el pico.
Sus presas preferidas son sobre todo abejas, pero no le desagrada ningún otro insecto volador: mariposas, libélulas, tábanos, avispas y abejorros. A estos últimos, una vez pinzados con el pico, los mata y después los golpea hasta que el aguijón se desprende para poderlos engullir.
Distribución y hábitat
Es un ave migradora. Está presente en España en época estival, desde finales de marzo y hasta finales de septiembre. No está presente en alta montaña por encima de los 1.500 m .
Existen teorías de que es una especie de origen tropical,[cita requerida] debido sobre todo a la variedad de colorido, puesto que las aves de las zonas templadas presentan coloraciones más discretas adaptadas a una función de camuflaje, con algunas excepciones como el martín pescador, la urraca o la oropéndola. Esto habría sido posible gracias a su facilidad para colonizar nuevos territorios como cortes en el terreno de vías ferroviarias, carreteras, autovías, etc
Vive en zonas abiertas: cultivos, pastizales, con vegetación dispersa; que tengan cortados en las que pueda anidar
Comportamiento
Es un ave gregaria y sociable. Suele posarse a descansar en los cables de tendido eléctrico, casi nunca en el suelo. Posee un vuelo acrobático, con aleteos rápidos y planeos.
Reproducción
Nidifica en los taludes del curso medio de los ríos y muy comúnmente en los taludes y terraplenes de las carreteras. Horada un agujero en la pendiente, de trayectoria oblicua de unos 20-30 grados respecto de la horizontal, que puede llegar a los 2 metros de longitud. Al final de dicho agujero acondiciona una pequeña cámara donde pone de 4 a 6 huevos blancos directamente en el suelo y que incuba entre 19 y 21 días.
The Porsche 977 Turbo Cabriolet is capable of reaching similar top speeds, and acceleration, of the standard Porsche 997 Turbo Coupe. This is considered an astonishing feat because usually the convertible version of cars are much slower than the hardtop variant, due to its slightly less stable aerodynamics associated with its soft roof, and its extra weight caused by the structural reinforcements made necessary by the absence of B and C pillars.
Specifications:
Max speed: 192.2 miles/h (310 km/h)
0-100 km/h: 3.7 seconds
0-160 km/h: 8 seconds
0-200 km/h: 12.2 seconds
Power: 353 kw (473 bhp / 480 ps)
Torque: 620 Nm (459 lb-ft)
Displacement: 3.6 liters
Engine type: Boxer 6, Twin Turbo, 24v
Engine location: Rear
Gearbox: 6
Drive: All wheel drive
Mass: 1655 kilograms (3641 lbs)
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: AFTER THE CONCERT (3 of 9): L and Near. Part 2 /
DESPUÉS DEL CONCIERTO (3 de 9): L y Near. Parte 2
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 35 of 184) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107,108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118, 119, 120, 121, 122, 123, 124, 125, 126, 127, 128, 129, 130, 131, 132, 133, 134, 135, 136, 137, 138, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143, 144, 145, 146, 147, 148, 149, 150, 151, 152, 153, 154, 155, 156, 157, 158, 159, 160, 161, 162, 163, 164, 165, 166, 167, 168, 169, 170, 171, 172, 173, 174, 175, 176, 177, 178, 179, 180, 181, 182, 183, 184.
FOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
L: Alright, you asked for it...
Near: … (Finally! ò_ó)
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L: Muy bien, tú lo has querido...
Near: … (Por fin! ò_ó)
LINKS:
- Las FOTOHISTORIAS de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
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This is a part of Jersey City that is endangered of "development". Some warehouse buildings have been or are being restored and re-used as artist live work-space. But the city has already allowed the demolition of one pivotal building, and is considering proposals to allow further deviations from the original preservation plan.
The Warehouse Historic District in downtown Jersey City consists the remnants of the waterfont industry that once dominated the city's Hudson River shoreline. The area includes or has included landmark buildings such as the Great Atlantic and Pacific Tea Company (A&P) Headquarters, the Lorillard Tobbaco Factory, and the Butler Brothers Warehouse.
With the decline of the manufacturing industry in Jersey City and in America generally, the warehouse district became an underutilized neighborhood. The monumental warehouses were sparingly used for storage or light industry. In the 1990s, the district began a resurgence when artists began to lease space in the buildings for loft space.
In consultation with artist groups, preseravtionists, and neighborhood organizations, the city proposed the creation of a "Work and Live District Overlay" (WALDO) in the district that would allow certain of the former industrial use only warehouses to be converted into artist live-work spaces. In 2002, this proposal was expanded to create the "Powerhouse Arts District" a vibrant mixed residential and commercial use neighborhood that also created a municipal historic district to preserve the neighborhood's landmarks.
111 First StreetAbove: 111 First Street, the former Lorillard Tobacco Factory, prior to demolition.
The creation of the "PAD" led to an almost immediate revitalization of the area. The J. Leo Cooke Warehouse underwent an award winning restoration and sold all of its units almost immediately. The A&P Headquarters is currently undergoing a similar restoration and provides rentals units, some of which are leased to qualified artists. Two art galleries and other retail spaces opened in the district.
Despite this success, certain property owners were not satisfied with an upzoning that converted their formerly industrial use only properties to lucrative residential and commercial use. The owner of property at 111 First Street, the property that was virtually abandoned until artists began to lease the space from the developer, inundated the city with lawsuits, demanding the right to demolish the landmark building and build a luxury skyscraper out of scale with all other buildings in the district. After a court invalidated the district's historic designation on a technicality, the city inexplicably refused to re-designate the district and instead capitulated to the developer's demands, allowing him to demolish 111 First Street and replace it with a proposed 54 story tower.
Since the city's abandonment of 111 First Street, other developers in the district have predictably halted projects that would have followed the prior redevelopment plan and instead demanded the right to demolish historic structures and replace them with high rise housing. Most notably, national developer Toll Brothers has been circulating a proposal that would demolish or alter the recently closed Manischewtiz Factory (formerly an annex for the A&P), eliminate one of the six remaining cobblestone streets in Jersey City, and build four times higher than permitted by the existing plan.
Residents of the new neighborhood, who bought into the city's promises of a historic district, have formed the "Powerhouse Arts District Neighborhood Association" and have started a legal fund to combat developers' brazen attempts to ram through proposed zoning changes without consulting with the members of the community who were instrumental in revitalizing the area and those who have moved into the district based on the city's past promises.
Read more at: www.jclandmarks.org/campaign-warehousedistrict.shtml
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home-roasted harar horse lot 14659 ethiopian coffee from sweet marias. this is the third ethiopian coffee i've roasted, looking for something resembling Peet's ethiopian super natural. the absolute best we've had so far is Organic Yirgacheffe beans from Burman Coffee. The green coffee beans cost ~1/3 to 1/2 the price of roasted coffee, and they taste much better than store-bought roasted beans during the first week or two (nothing has lasted two weeks yet).
tahoe soap features this photo in their tutorial on soap ingredients.
copyright © 2007 sean dreilinger
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[...]Su presencia cambió mi vida. La casa de pasillos obscuros y muebles empolvados se llenó de aire, de sol, de rumores y reflejos verdes y azules, pueblo numeroso y feliz de reverberaciones y ecos.
¡Cuántas olas es una ola y cómo puede hacer playa o roca o rompeolas un muro, un pecho, una frente que corona de espumas! Hasta los rincones abandonados, los abyectos rincones del polvo y los detritus fueron tocados por sus manos ligeras. Todo se puso a sonreír y por todas partes brillaban dientes blancos. El sol entraba con gusto en las viejas habitaciones y se quedaba en casa por horas, cuando ya hacía tiempo que había abandonado las otras casas, el barrio, la ciudad, el país. Y varias noches, ya tarde, las escandalizadas estrellas lo vieron salir de mi casa, a escondidas. El amor era un juego, una creación perpetua. Todo era playa, arena, lecho de sábanas siempre frescas. Si la abrazaba, ella se erguía, increiblemente esbelta, como el tallo líquido de un chopo; y de pronto esa delgadez florecía en un chorro de plumas blancas, en un penacho de risas que caían sobre mi cabeza y mi espalda y me cubrían de blancuras. O se extendía frente a mi, infinita como el horizonte, hasta que yo también me hacía horizonte y silencio. Plena y sinuosa, me elvolvía como una música o unos labios inmensos. Su presencia era un ir y venir de caricias, de rumores, de besos. Entraba en sus aguas, me ahogaba a medias y en un cerrar de ojos me encontraba arriba, en lo alto del vértigo, misteriosamente suspendido, para caer después como una piedra , y sentirme suavemente depositado en lo seco, como una pluma. Nada es comparable a dormir mecido en las aguas, si no es despertar golpeado por mil alegres látigos ligeros, por arremetidas que se retiran riendo.
Pero jamás llegué al centro de su ser. Nunca toqué el nudo del ay y de la muerte. Quiza en las olas no existe ese sitio secreto que hace vulnerable y mortal a la mujer, ese pequeño botón eléctrico donde todo se enlaza, se crispa y se yergue, para luego desfallecer . Su sensibilidad, como las mujeres, se propagaba en ondas, sólo que no eran ondas concéntricas, sino excéntricas, que se extendían cada vez más lejos, hasta tocar otros astros. Amarla era prolongarse en contactos remotos, vibrar con estrellas lejanas que no sospechamos. Pero su centro... no, no tenia centro, sino un vacío parecido al de los torbellinos, que me chupaba y me asfixiaba.
Tendido el uno al lado de otro , cambiábamos confidencias, cuchicheos, risas. Hecha un ovillo, caía sobre mi pecho y allí se desplegaba como una vegetación de rumores. Cantaba a mi oido, caracola. Se hacia humilde y transparente, echada a mis pies como un animalito, agua mansa. Era tan límpida que podía leer todos sus pensamientos. Ciertas noches su piel se cubría de fosforecencias y abrazarla era abrazar un pedazo de noche tatuada de fuego. Pero se hacia tambien negra y amarga. A horas inesperadas mugía, suspiraba, se retorcía. Sus gemidos despertaban a los vecinos. Al oírla el viento del mar se ponía a rascar la puerta de la casa o deliraba en voz alta por las azoteas. Los días nublados la irritaban; rompía muebles, decía malas palabras, me cubría de insultos y de una espuma gris y verdosa. Escupía, lloraba, juraba, profetizaba. Sujeta a la luna,a las estrellas, al influjo de la luz de otros mundos, cambiaba de humor y de semblante de una manera que a mi me parecia fantástica, pero que era fatal como la marea.
Empezó a quejarse de soledad. Llené la casa de caracolas y conchas, pequeños barcos veleros, que en sus días de furia hacía naufragar (junto con los otros, cargados de imágenes, que todas las noches salían de mi frente y se hundían en sus feroces o graciosos torbellinos). ¡Cuántos pequeños tesoros se perdieron en ese tiempo! Pero no le bastaban mis barcos ni el canto silencioso de las caracolas. Tuve que instalar en la casa una colonia de peces. Confieso que no sin celos los veía nadar en mi amiga, acariciar sus pechos, dormir entre sus piernas, adornar su cabellera con leves relámpagos de colores.
Entre todos aquellos peces había unos particularmente repulsivos y feroces, unos pequeños tigres de acuario, de grandes ojos fijos y bocas hendidas y carniceras. No sé por que aberración mi amiga se complacía en jugar con ellos, mostrándoles sin rubor una preferencia cuyo significado prefiero ignorar. Pasaba largas horas encerrada con aquellas horribles criaturas. Un día no pude más; eché la puerta abajo y me arrojé sobre ellos. Ágiles y fantasmales, se me escapaban entre las manos mientras ella reía y me golpeaba hasta derribarme. Sentí que me ahogaba. Y cuando estaba a punto de morir, morado ya, me depositó suavemente en la orilla y empezó a besarme diciendo no sé qué cosas. Me sentí muy débil, molido y humillado. Y al mismo tiempo la voluptuosidad me hizo cerrar los ojos. Porque su voz era dulce y me hablaba de la muerte deliciosa de los ahogados. Cuando volví en mí, empezé a temerla y odiarla[...]
O. Paz
Mi vida con la ola
a skeletalmess texture was applied
Swayambhunath (Devnagari: स्वयम्भूनाथ स्तुप; sometimes romanized Swoyambhunath) is an ancient religious complex atop a hill in the Kathmandu Valley, west of Kathmandu city. It is also known as the Monkey Temple as there are holy monkeys living in parts of the temple in the north-west. The Tibetan name for the site means 'Sublime Trees' (Wylie:Phags.pa Shing.kun), for the many varieties of trees found on the hill. However, Shing.kun may be a corruption of the local Newari name for the complex, Singgu, meaning 'self-sprung'.
For the Buddhist Newars in whose mythological history and origin myth as well as day-to-day religious practice, Swayambhunath occupies a central position, it is probably the most sacred among Buddhist pilgrimage sites. For Tibetans and followers of Tibetan Buddhism, it second only to Boudhanath.
Large On Black...especially nice this time of year!
The lift engine house on top of one of the buildings left at the Swift Meat Packing ruins in Fort Worth, Texas.
This shot was made during an expedition to the site with the supremely talented Rob Fuel, who, as I was showing him around the facility, chose this spot for the first photo op of the night. Rob shot the building from the left of this camera position, in a similar place to where I shot this image a few months ago.
The advantage of shooting this place with another photographer is evident when one compares this shot with my previous effort on this rootop. These shots are, as night photographs go, relatively short exposures, somewhere in the 20-30 second range. When I shot this rooftop alone several months ago, there was really only enough time for me to open the shutter, sneak back into the lift house and fire off the strobe before the shutter closed, leaving the foreground in shadow. But with Rob shooting too, Rob was able to paint the foreground while I ran into the building and fired off the red strobe hits you see inside. I can't wait to see his shot of this spot!
Night, full moon, ambient sodium & mercury vapor light, natural flashlight & red-gelled strobe.
Usk Castle is a Norman earthwork motte and bailey fortress, founded by William fitz Osborn. In the 12th century, Richard 'Strongbow' de Clare founded the stone castle, by adding a commanding three storey, square keep to the motte. A 13th century, inner bailey curtain wall, flanked by large round towers, encases the large flat top motte, with the keep protecting a simple, pointed arch gateway. After Civil War slighting, the 14th century gatehouse in the outer bailey was absorbed in the construction of Castle House. 6 miles north-east is Raglan Castle and 8 miles south is Caerleon Castle.
Gilbert de Clarke's treasure tower dates from 1289 and it housed his revenues . . . It was later supervised by his illustrrious wife and widow Joan of Acre, daughter of Edward 1 . . . it housed " a dog called Coker " which may be the first reference to a cocker spanial . .
Owen Glyndwr's army would have been seen from here, as it beseiged the Castle before the Battle of Usk ( Pwll Melyn ) of 1405
Umaid Bhavan Palace ( View it, Large On Black) was built with superficial intentions of providing employment to famine stricken farmers. The Palace now is a five star deluxe palace hotel. The museum of the palace is highly recommended for its display of weapons, an array of stuffed leopards, a huge banner presented by Queen Victoria and an incredible collection of clocks.
Maharaja Umaid Singhji who built this palace was fascinated with western lifestyles so he marshalled the services of a well-known Edwardian architect, Henry Vaughan Lanchester, a creditable equal of Edward Lutyens (architect of New Delhi) to construct a three hundred and forty seven roomed Umaid Palace.
This was to become India last of the great palaces and the biggest private residence in the world.
Image-Processing : HDR from 5 Exp. Color enhancement via digital blending of selectively masked regions. Curves and adjustments in PS. Perspective correction applied!
Exploring Further : You can take a look at my new set Jodhpur 2008 which contains latest images from my travels. I shall be updating this set!
More interesting photos: High Dynamic Range images — Night Shots — People — Paris — I Love You
© 2008 Ayush Bhandari
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: SHIN'S BASS SOLO (1 of 1) /
EL SOLO DE SHIN (1 de 1)
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 05 of 48) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48.
FOTOHISTORY: In English / En Español
Shin: I can follow you with anything (Sit tight...)
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Shin: Yo te sigo lo que quieras. (Te vas a enterar...)
LINKS:
- FOTOHISTORIAS en casa de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Hilo de las Fotohistorias de Shin y Yashiro en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Hilo de la Relación entre Shin y Yashiro en la sección de Penpals de Pullip .es
- Ayrin and Sheryl PHOTOSTORIES at Flickr
www.coachbuild.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=168&t=1292
. .. * .. * .. * .. * .. * .. * .. * .. Nembo GT 1968 .. * .. * .. * .. * .. * .. * .. * .. * ..
El Neri y Bonacini Nembo GT.
El pequeño "Miura a escala" no entró en producción
1966 fue un año muy importante en la escena del coche deportivo italiano. El nuevo Lamborghini Miura representó una verdadera revolución y que sacudió a los principios técnicos de la época. El motor fue trasladado al centro del coche (detrás del conductor), siguiendo el diseño mecánico utilizado por los coches de Fórmula 1 que introdujo esta característica a finales de 1950. El Miura, sin embargo, tenía un motor montado transversalmente.
En realidad, el ATS 2500 GT y el De Tomaso Vallelunga fueron los primeros coches italianos con motor central, pero eran modelos poco comunes que se producen en pequeñas cantidades y que no influyen en el mercado como el Lamborghini.
Neri y Bonacini, dos expertos de coches deportivos.
El debut de Lamborghini Miura inspiró un nuevo coche deportivo con características similares, pero a pequeña escala. Alguien dijo igual que un "pequeño Miura", ...
Los hombres detrás del proyecto fueron conocidos personalidades del mundo deportivo: Giorgio Neri y Bonacini Luciano.
Ambos eran ex trabajadores de la escudería Maserati y establecieron un centro de proyectos, Carrozzeria Neri y Bonacini. Ellos estaban acostumbrados a trabajar en los coches exóticos como el Ferrari 250 Breadvan que corrió por la Scuderia Serenissima o el Strale Daytona 6000 GT, un solo ejemplar esta vez sobre la base de la Iso Rivolta GT encargado por un concesionario de automóviles de lujo.
Después de pasar años trabajando para otras fábricas, en 1966 Neri y Bonacini trataron de construir un coche nuevo que se vende con su marca registrada Nembo, una especie de acrónimo de los apellidos. La principal característica del nuevo coche es el diseño del motor, ya que tienen las nuevas tendencias técnicas.
La década de 1960 fueron la época dorada de los coches deportivos italianos - las cosas cambiaron drásticamente después de la crisis del petróleo 1973 - así Neri y Bonacini asumieron que un pequeño GranTurismo fue un coche éxito y se desarrolló en el Nembo GT.
Chasis estrenar y motor boxer Lancia Flavia
El Nembo GT tenía un chasis monocasco emparejado con el frente y chasis de bastidor auxiliar trasero. La carrocería estaba hecha de aluminio y tenía algunas semejanzas con otros coches. Fue muy probablemente inspirado en el Miura, sobre todo en la parte trasera: los guardabarros, la ventana trasera y la rejilla negra en el panel trasero fue muy cerca de la Lamborghini.
Por otro lado, el Nembo GT podría ser anterior algunos de los rasgos estilísticos de la AMC AMX / 3, un prototipo 1970 auto deportivo americano que no pasó en la producción. Después de todo, el nuevo coche italiano tenía buena pinta, una excepción de la larga distancia entre ejes, que parecía un poco fuera de proporción.
Una de las características más específicas de la Nembo GT fue el motor. Neri y Bonacini eligieron el boxeador de 4 cilindros del Lancia Flavia Sport Zagato. Equipado con carburadores dobles, tenía una potencia máxima de 105 CV. Gracias a su bajo peso (menos de 1800 libras), el coche tenía impresionantes funciones y una velocidad máxima de 125 mph.
El motor boxer permite un centro de gravedad más bajo y podemos suponer que el coche tenía un muy buen manejo. El Lancia Flavia era un coche de tracción delantera con motor longitudinal, por lo tanto, los semiejes directamente exactos la misma longitud. Así que el motor simplemente estaba instalado en el centro del coche sin grandes modificaciones, la caja de cambios se orientó hacia la parte trasera.
Sólo dos coches se construyeron como prototipos
El primer Nembo GT era un coche de pruebas y tenía solo ajuste esencial. La carrocería no tenía la pintura, con paneles de aluminio desnudos.
Este coche tenía faros colocados en la parrilla delantera. Las luces traseras eran muy grandes, pero probablemente fueron compuestas por muchas pequeñas luces colocadas de lado a lado. En ambos casos, el fabricante puede tener muchas piezas producidas en serie, fácil de encontrar y de bajo costo.
El segundo coche recibió algunas mejoras y fue un poco más cómodo, casi listo para una pequeña producción en serie. El habitáculo parecía bastante simple, pero el equipamiento de la serie del coche ofreció una radio con un altavoz entre los asientos y el suelo estaba cubierto de moqueta.
También la carrocería fue mejorada y ahora el coche tenía los faros delanteros emergentes, mientras que las luces traseras eran las mismas que utilizaba el sedán Alfa Romeo Giulia, fácilmente adaptable y disponible como repuestos comunes.
Sólo la pintura era extraña: el segundo Nembo GT tuvo una librea roja con demasiadas rayas decorativas y umbrales de las puertas negras.
Además de la pintura cuestionable, el Nembo GT cumplió con todos los requisitos para convertirse en un coche de producción regular y el suministro de motores para el tema principal. Al principio parecía solo una formalidad, pero se convirtió en la razón de que fallara la fabricación en serie Nembo GT.
Lancia no estaba de acuerdo para suministrar el motor Flavia, por lo que Neri y Bonacini dejaron su trabajo porque era un obstáculo insuperable para un pequeño fabricante de este tipo. Su sueño de construir un coche deportivo terminado y la planta de carrocería cerró poco después.
Neri fue a la fábrica Piero Drogo, mientras que Bonacini se trasladó a De Tomaso.
Un proyecto muy interesante que se truncó demasiado pronto
Las razones por las que Lancia rechazo abastecer el proyecto no eran claras. Podemos suponer que la petición de Neri y Bonacini llegó en el momento equivocado: Lancia estaba en un punto de inflexión y solo dos años más tarde fue adquirida por Fiat. Probablemente, la decisión no fue influenciada por razones de mercadotecnia, ya que un coche deportivo hecho en pequeñas cantidades no podría ser un competidor para los coches Lancia.
Tanto el Nembo GT todavía existe hoy y que no fueron tan difíciles o desecharse, con los años, pero fue un triste final para un coche con un gran potencial.
Curiosamente, Neri y Bonacini encontraron una circunstancia similar a pocos años antes. En 1964 se diseñó el chasis de bastidor para el Cóndor Aguzzoli, un deportivo con motor central equipado con el motor de Alfa Romeo Giulietta, que era muy avanzado para la época.
Éramos grandes expectativas para este coche y entramos en algunas carreras impulsadas por conductores expertos como Ernesto "Tino" Brambilla, uno de los protagonistas del campeonato de F3 italiana muy competitivo. Los propietarios contaban con la ayuda técnica de la propia Alfa Romeo, pero el fabricante Milanese estaba ocupado con el desarrollo Giulia TZ. A pesar del potencial, la producción Cóndor se detuvo después de solo dos coches. Tres años más tarde, fue el mismo para el Nembo GT.
¿Casualidad o destino?
Fuente: Giacomo Arosio
Tipo de motor: motor
Lancia V4 1800 cc | 109.8 cu en | 1.8 L .. 145 BHP (106,72 KW) Diámetro: 3,5 cm | 88 mm. Carrera: 2,9 es | 74 mm.
Cambio:
manual
Altura .............................. 47,0 es | 1194 mm.
Distancia entre ejes ........ 92,0 en | 2337 mm.
Frente Track ................... 53,0 es | 1346 mm.
Pista Trasera .................. 52,5 es | 1334 mm.
Unidades fabricadas ...... 2
Taken on a mini meet with some of the great folks that make up the a little corner of Flickr "The Cleveland Camera Club" One of our local land marks the Transporter Bridge at Middlesborough recently celebrated its birthday, and the local council lit the structure up with a moving light show, a static image like this fails to show the moving light etc.
Once again please view large on black
Explore: 11.02.08
First try Infrared Photography: the Photoshop way
Sometimes you'll hear someone called a "Renaissance man." That means he's a man of many interests, gifts and pursuits - skilled in many areas. If there is such a thing as a "Renaissance boy," I think our five-year-old grandson might be one. He's interested in so many things - and actually, he's good in a lot of them. To round out the other areas of his life, he recently got involved in a soccer league for kids his age. Which makes his mother a "soccer mom," I guess. Which means everybody wants her vote. Right? Well, our grandson didn't have the benefit of having an older sibling to learn from as some other members of his little team did. The soccer learning curve for him was a little steep, but he's been doing well. But something really special happened in one of the last games of the season. The team's two little stars came late - players who the others tend to lean on. But they weren't there to lean on. Now it was clearly up to kids who were usually in the shadow of those stars. Well, our favorite soccer player really stepped up. Suddenly, he was more focused, more aggressive than he'd been all season - and right away he scored two goals for his team, and they won that night.
guess our grandson looked around and said, "Well, if it is to be, it's up to me!" And suddenly he stepped up to make a difference like he'd never made before. It may be that time in the game for you right now - time to step up and really make a difference.
You've got a great example to follow in our word for today from the Word of God in 1 Samuel 17, beginning with verse 23. The Israelis and Philistines are lined up facing one another on opposite sides of a valley. Every day the Philistine giant comes out and he challenges the Israelites to send out a man to fight him, with the people of the loser serving the people of the winner from that day on. Young David, the youngest brother in his family, arrives to bring food to his warrior brothers just as Goliath is coming out to issue his challenge for the fortieth day in a row.
The Bible says, "Goliath ... shouted his usual defiance, and David heard it. When the Israelites saw the man, they all ran from him in great fear ... David said to Saul, 'Let no one lose heart on account of this Philistine; your servant will go and fight him.'" None of the big varsity players in their nice uniforms will get in the game - so the kid does, with just a slingshot. He doesn't have the training the others do, he doesn't have the experience, he doesn't have the weapons, but he's willing to step up because he believes, as he tells Goliath, "The battle is the Lord's." And Goliath went down because an unlikely, seemingly unqualified, hero stepped up.
This is a time when the Goliaths of hell are holding the field all around us. Not because the darkness is so strong, but because no one will step up and fight the battles. Right now God is summoning you, as unlikely and unqualified as you may feel, to get out of the shadows and onto the front lines. Someone has to take that assignment no one else is rising to. Someone needs to step up and change the atmosphere in your church, or in your school, or in your home, or where you work. Someone has to fight for your marriage. Someone has to be the one to confront what's wrong, to bring people together, to lead a prayer effort, to talk about Jesus.
In Isaiah's day when God asked, "Who will go for us?" Isaiah answered, "Here am I, send me" (Isaiah 6:8). Maybe you've been holding back saying, "Here am I, send him." But God is summoning you to step up for this one - like our grandson on that soccer field, making a greater difference than he'd ever made before because he knew it was up to him this time! And this assignment from God is up to you - even if there are defiant giants standing in the way. It's your time to shine, and you will, because the battle is the Lord's!
-Ron Hutchcraft
The Alabama Theatre was constructed between April and December, 1927 on 3rd Avenue North in Birmingham, Alabama for Paramount's Publix Theater division. The first feature, shown the day after the Christmas 1927 grand opening, was "The Spotlight" starring Esther Rawlson and Neil Hamilton.
This view from 18th Street at the alley between 2nd and 3rd avenues, shows the steel frame being erected in late spring or summer. It was made by commercial photographer A. C. Keily, whose studio was located at 404 1-2 N. 20th St. a few blocks away.
Signs visible in the lower left of this view include the marquee of the Lyric Theatre, a construction sign reading "Steel Erection by Jas. H. Elkins Const. Co, Birmingham, Ala." Another construction sign for "H. W. Peerson Drilling Co. ("Wells drilled. Any size, Any Depth, Any Where"), and a sign on the 2-story building for the Baltimore Medical Institute, above a storefront for "... Silverfield & Son".
This print is mounted on linen with Keily's label affixed to the leading edge.
Currently this is one of my favorite shot, for the (her) beauty, for the use of light, for the treatment and post-production.
It reminds me a lot of the album "Adore" by The Smashing Pumpkins (...yeah, i'm a bit obsessed by this band...).
angel. you know it's not the end
we'll always be good friends
but the letters have been sent on
so please. you always were so free
you'll see, i promise we'll be perfect
perfect
perfect
strangers when we meet
strangers on the street
lovers while we sleep
perfect
you know this has to be
we always were so free
we promised that we'd be
(Perfect - The Smashing Pumpkins)
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oh this picture is horrible i know.
and it looks so much like my other one i have up here (day twenty seven), i know that as well.
i have been so exhausted this week and i apologize with everything in me.
AH!
ok but enough with the depressing stuff, this incredibly wonderful Flickr user named Lawrence....BOUGHT ME A PRO ACCOUNT.
ha, so really this picture is the exact opposite of what my reaction was to this news.
hmmm i am so thankful.
i had been wanting a pro account for a very long time but was too cheap to pay for it with the amount of money my job pays.
so thank you a million times over you.
i promise i will try harder with my next photographs.
:)
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: DATING AT CINEMA (5 of 5): The cliff lookout /
CITA EN EL CINE (5 de 5): El Mirador
(Read in this order) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118, 119, 120, 121, 122, 123, 124, 125, 126, 127, 128, 129, 130, 131, 132, 133, 134, 135, 136, 137, 138, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143, 144, 145, 146, 147, 148, 149, 150, 151, 152, 153, 154, 155, 156, 157, 158, 159, 160, 161, 162, 163, 164, 165, 166, 167, 168, 169, 170, 171, 172, 173, 174, 175, 176, 177, 178, 179, 180, 181, 182, 183, 184, 185, 186, 187, 188, 189, 190, 191, 192, 193, 194, 195, 196, 197, 198, 199, 200, 201, 202, 203, 204, 205, 206, 207, 208, 209, 210, 211, 212, 213, 214, 215, 216, 217, 218, 219, 220, 221, 222, 223, 224, 225, 226, 227, 228, 229, 230, 231, 232, 233, 234, 235, 236, 237, 238, 239, 240, 241, 242, 243, 244, 245, 246, 247, 248, 249, 250, 251, 252, 253, 254, 255, 256, 257, 258, 259, 260, 261, 262, 263, 264, 265, 266, 267, 268, 269, 270, 271, 272, 273, 274, 275, 276, 277, 278, 279, 280, 281, 282, 283, 284, 285, 286.
PHOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Dom: Hahaha, is that okay? Are you happy now? (well, it worth to spend an embarrassing moment if she gets happy)
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Dom: Jajaja, ya? Ya estás contenta? (bueno, merece la pena pasar vergüenza si es para que ella esté contenta)
COLLABORATION:
- Dom y Akari en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Cinema's diorama by Minao. Sweets shop's diorama by Sheryl and Minao Collaboration.
- Little interpretation of Mad_Pullip's Emily as a MUSE fan.
SHERYL LINKS:
- Pullip .es: Las Fotohistorias de Sheryl
- Sheryl's Flickr: Photostories 2011 - Sketches 2011 / Photostories 2012 - Sketches 2012
Wasser ist nach wie vor ein schönes Thema an diesem heißen Wochenende. Gestern abend war ich mit Peter auf Fotosafari im Großen Garten von Herrenhausen. Ein wunderschöner und lustiger Abend war's :-) Ich bin mir sicher, daß in Peters Photostream auch noch tolle Bilder von gestern erscheinen werden.
Die große Fontäne im Herrenhäuser Garten hat eine lange technische Geschichte, die mehreren Fontainenmeister den Job kosteten. Erst 1696 kam Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz auf die Idee, die Leine aufzustauen und mit einem das Gefälle nutzenden Pumpwerk die Wasserversorgung der Gartenanlage zu sichern.
Aus England kamen der Mechaniker Andrews sowie der Kunstmeister Joseph Cleeves mit seinem Sohn Johann, die, nachdem andere Mechaniker gescheitert waren, mit der Realisierung betraut wurden. Zur Einweihung 1719 kam der König von England, Georg I., nach Hannover.
Statt der erhofften zwanzig war der Wasserstrahl der Fontäne jedoch nur enttäuschende fünf Meter hoch. Der französische Mechaniker Desagulier erkannte den Fehler: Das Verbindungsrohr vom Bassin war nicht gekrümmt, sondern rechtwinklig gebogen. Im September 1720 waren die Arbeiten endlich beendet. Joseph Cleeves und sein Sohn wurden bei der Stadt als Kunstmeister angestellt, um die Funktionalität auf Dauer zu gewährleisten.
Die Große Fontäne erreicht erstmals 1721 eine Höhe von ungefähr 36 Metern, die Leistung wurde in den Folgejahren bis auf etwa 70 Meter gesteigert; durch Einsatz einer Ringdüse wird ein Hohlstrahl erzeugt. Das als Wasserkunst bezeichnete Pumpwerk liegt außerhalb der Gartenanlage und ist heute ein funktionsfähiges technisches Denkmal.
Quelle: Wikipedia
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Detail from the large fountain into the Herrenhausen Gardens in Hannover. The large fountain which can, with optimal weather conditions, reach a maximum height of 80 meter.
Here is my second photo of today :).
This is my other younger sister who is visiting this week.
I wanted to get a little more creative with my composition, and this is the result. I really like how it turned out :). Lately I have been a big fan of black and white photos as you can see XD.
Enjoy!
Strobist
Bare B800 camera right and behind subject.
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Back in November 2012 I finally saw Madama Butterfly, my all time favourite opera, live. There were evidently a few in the audience who had never seen it or even know of the story - during the applause for the performers, the singer who had the role of B.F. Pinkerton was heckled. In jest, ofcourse.
Then I got to thinking why it is that I like this opera so much. Why do I gravitate towards heart shattering "love" stories where the heroine almost invariably dies (mortally or spiritually) for a man who, on reflection, can more or less be described as the embodiment of fluff... read: Swan Lake (my favourite ballet), The Little Mermaid (the original Hans Christian Andersen story that i first read as a child, not the Disney-ised crap).... Is it because in mortal or spiritual death I can believe that the purity of these heroines' love is preserved?
B.F. Pinkerton offered Cio Cio San nothing but a fog of unreal romance - petals, bubbles, rainbows, glitter... promises of forever, undying love, integrity, songs, poetry... beautiful but fleeting and ultimately insincere.
Why do lesser men, with sweet tongues but with false hearts, attract such extreme devotion and sacrifice? Lately I've been wishing that Cio Cio San had a chance to exact vengeance on Pinkerton...
You took my heart and you held it in your mouth
And, with a word all my love came rushing out
And, every whisper, it's the worst, emptied out by a single word
There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm trying to hope with nothing to hold
I'm living on such sweet nothing
And it's hard to learn
And it's hard to love
When you're giving me such sweet nothing
Sweet nothing, sweet nothing
You're giving me such sweet nothing
It isn't easy for me to let it go
Cause
I've swallowed every single word
And
Every whisper, every sigh
Eats away at this heart of mine
And there is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm trying to hope with nothing to hold
I'm living on such sweet nothing
And it's hard to learn
And it's hard to love
When you're giving me such sweet nothing
Sweet nothing, sweet nothing
You're giving me such sweet nothing
And it's not enough
To tell me that you care
When, we both know the words are empty air
You give me nothing
Gay & Lesbian Pride March 2010
It’s back in 2010, the event that stops traffic… On Sunday February 7th, the 15th annual Pride March takes over Fitzroy St, St Kilda in a blaze of colour, noise and movement!
Pride March 2010 is an open air celebration culminating in a Pride March down Fitzroy Street St Kilda and finishing with performances on the foreshore. Pride March is to express courage, solidarity, pride, diversity and a strong sense of community.
Gay & Lesbian Pride March
Down Fitzroy Street to Catani Gardens
Sunday 7 February 2010
Fitzroy St, St Kilda Victoria 3182 Australia.
Telephone: 03 9513 3054
Turning 30 in 2010, St Kilda Festival is one of Australia’s best known and Melbourne’s most loved events. It utilises St Kilda’s stunning foreshore and celebrates the cream of Australia’s musical talents.
Saturday 6 February is Yalukit Wilam Ngargee: People, Place Gathering, an outdoor Indigenous festival featuring music, dance, children’s activities and more that welcomes people to St Kilda for the week ahead, O’Donnell Gardens.
From 7-13 February experience Live N Local: St Kilda venues throw open their doors to host a variety of local bands, musicians, performers, artists and comedians in a series of one off and special events - everything you love about St Kilda and more.
View Haley and Norine on Black
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Nikon D800E + 400 mm f/2.8 @ 400 mm - 1/160 sec at f/2.8, ISO 50
Manual mode @ 1/3 EV E.C - Pattern metering - no flash
Subject Distance: unknown
Two minutes after I took this, the sun streaked across where they were standing. I didn't make them stay, though, to avoid holding up foot traffic.
48°25'24" N 122°26'49" W, 9.8 ft
Skagit Valley Tulip Festival, Skagit Valley
Mount Vernon, Washington, United States
Taken on 04.14.2013, uploaded on 04.17.2013.
©2013 Adam James Steenwyk. Please contact me at ajamess [at] gmail [dot] com if you would like to use this photo. Blog: www.f128.info
The Struggle
by Begary
Have you ever traveled down a road to find there was no end
For every corner that you turned there was another bend
The faster that you walked, the longer that it seemed
And you were all alone, in this crazy dream
Crazy dreams that you dream alone
When the lights go out and no one's home
You see the day for what it's been
And you wish to God you could stay clean
The morning brings you to the road you didn't want to travel
and every step you take again makes your life unravel
You keep on walking down the path, wondering what you'll find,
and pray that when you find it you wont have lost your mind
It's halfway through another day and you're looking for those dreams
knowing they can make your life better than it seems
If only to forget your pain for a little while
you can travel down the road just another mile
The night is now upon you, the miles are on your face,
But you keep going forward to your final place.
You know the end is coming soon, you see it straight ahead
And if they don't forget you, you never will be dead
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Música: Ella y Él.
No mires hacia atrás, Pepa, disimula y sigue leyendo, pero creo que he visto a mi Ginés con otra mujer cinco filas más atrás de nosotras y le estaba haciendo toda clase de carantoñas.
Mira que me lo decía todo el mundo y no me lo quería creer, qué pedazo de sinvergüenza , me lleva diciendo toda la semana que el viaje a Madrid era para ver un aparato para el laboratorio.....pero no me dijo el capullo que el aparato que quería ver fuera un aparato reproductor femenino. Me estoy encendiendo Pepa!!!... Me esta hirviendo la sangre !!!Creo que me voy a levantar yy....!!!!....
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Bien podría estar basado en un hecho real....y es que historias de este tipo o de cualquier otro se repite en todas partes sin importar mucho el lugar dónde suceden ni la procedencia, ni el status social de las personas.
Y es que hay hombres -( y también mujeres ,claro está)- que son de naturaleza infiel y que no se conforman con una sola mujer....pero también hay otros que lo son por otros motivos y no por tener el acento inherente de D. Juan. Con ello no quiero excusar de ninguna manera la infidelidad pero se podía uno/a parar a pensar en las causas más frecuentes de estas infidelidades, a veces, es la falta de comunicación en la pareja, el no compartir aficiones o actividades conjuntas, la rutina, la falta de ilusión, la dejadez.....y muchísimas más cosas que de seguro much@s podrían tener en mente mientras leen estas líneas y son estas cosas las que permiten que se vaya llenando el vaso imaginario de la relación, con gotitas amargas de insatisfacción que vamos bebiendo día a día , siendo éstas un veneno para nuestra salud física y mental... y empieza el caos en la relación de pareja y es entonces cuando se busca , o sin querer se encuentra, otra bebida más dulce que te hace olvidar la amargura e infelicidad en la que crees que está abocada tu existencia.
Si pensáis que esto tiene moraleja que la aporte cualquier otro, yo voy a "abrocharme el cinturón", no vaya a ser que vengan baches por contar estas historias.
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Continuación de la Historia: la mujer de Ginés aguantó hasta que el avión tomó tierra y no le dijo nada a su marido hasta que volvió a casa.
Él , por supuesto, lo negó todo, y quiso incluso hacerle creer a su ,- hasta ese día-, ... ella creía ,...querida esposa que esa mujer era una loca que le perseguía, que se le había abalanzado ese día en el avión, que jamás había visto a esa mujer en su vida ni mucho menos había tenído relación íntima con ella....y sabéis qué? Ginés, por llamarle de alguna manera, había estado liado con esa mujer nada más y nada menos que cinco años.....pero le salió bien a Ginés y es que tiene una verborrea , un carisma, un don innato encantador ...y de contar historias y echar mentiras, ....que parece que haya nacido para el teatro...y no para estar metido en una oficina y mucho menos ser militar.
La tonta de ella le creyó. Eso sí, llevará cuernos mientras viva ,porque hay hombres que no cambiarán nunca ( que si, que si, y mujeres también!!)
María.-
For "Flickr island game 6:round 1"
I got home from work,did my 365 and hadnt even thought to
check and see if i had been selected to play in the new game.
then i saw that i had to have a shot up in about 14 hours.
Akkk. I started on what i thought was a cool idea,and
after setting up lights,changing clothes, and working out the bugs ...
i completely changed course and went with this idea.
had nothing at all to do with the original idea.
i guess my brain really wants to be in the Halloween mode,
and i keep distracting it with everything else.
*interesting tidbit. ok maybe not.
in my line of work,i break mirrors almost on a daily basis.
I have accumulated an insane amount of BAD LUCK years
that i am glad i wont be around to witness.
(weee... explored!)
These are my friends Juliette and Sean, who are the band 8mm. I love their album 'Songs to Love and Die by'. You can download it from iTunes. It's fabulous. I often play it while processing photos - it's very inspirational.
** Sean has recorded, mixed and produced songs for 'Nine Inch Nails' ' Mariyln Manson' 'Guns and Roses' 'Depeche Mode' 'Slayer' 'Systm of a Down' ... you get the picture... a damn talented couple.
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some of you may bring back the memories........
watch the movie clip!
"The first generation of the VW Type 2 with the split windshield, called the Microbus or Splittie among modern fans, was produced from March 8, 1950 through the end of the 1967 model year. From 1950 to 1956, the T1 was built in Wolfsburg; from 1956 it was built at the completely new Transporter factory in Hanover ~ from Wikipedia."
I shot it at the festival of CHHATH.
Chhath Puja is a very joyous and colorful festival. Chhath Puja is the holiest Hindu festival of people in northern India. Mostly the Chhath Puja is being observed in Bihar and Jharkhand(INDIA) and the festival comprises rituals for four days. The Chhath Puja begins a week after Diwali. The word Chat denotes the number six in Hindi. The Chhath Puja begins on the sixth day of the Kartik, a holy month as per Hindu calendar. Some people spell Chath Puja as Chat Puja, Chatt Puja, Chhath festival, etc
Chhath Puja is dedicated to worship the Sun God. The Chhath Puja is known as ‘SuryaShashti’. People observe Chhath Puja to thank the Sun for bestowing the bounties of life on earth, as also for fulfilling particular wishes. People believe that by observing the Chhath Puja they can fulfill their desires. The Chhath Puja has been observed since long time in India. On Chhath Puja day, all the people dress up in their best and new clothes are a must. Folk songs are sung both at home and on the riverbank. Millions of people take dip in the holy water of river Ganges, and other rivers.
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