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I took all these photos of Ping cutting the ice cream cake because of the lighting. She looked like an angel cutting DQ cake.
on of literally hundreds of photographs taken of the weeks many ping pong games (literally hundreds)
Cyclists surround the Pagoda at Ping Tom Park. On Sunday September 13, 2009 The Chicago Boulevard Ride was in progress and the Pagoda was one of the rest stops
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Lofts8.5, 9.5, 10.5, 12 (all adjustable)
With its performance-engineered adjustable hosel, the Ping G25 driver's hosel design is optimized by using a lightweight titanium screw and aluminum hosel sleeve. The design maintains the same outer diameter and mass as Ping's traditional fixed hosels. This provides the benefits of adjustability (+/- 1/2 degree) without sacrificing the performance that's often lost in clubs with larger, bulkier hosel designs.
Deeper profile, high MOI
A deeper profile than the G20 (.140" deeper) helps position the CG lower and farther back than any Ping driver to date. It is Ping's largest-profile, most forgiving, highest-launching driver available.
Ultra-Thin-Crown technology
Thinner crown sections in the Ti 8-1-1 head allow weight re-distribution to further optimize the CG position. Structural reinforcements in the crown, sole, and skirt ensure durability and provide a solid feel and sound.
Larger, variable-thickness face
With a larger face than the G20, the G25 offers greater forgiveness across the entire face. The variable-thickness face delivers a powerful energy transfer for faster ball speeds and greater distances.
Additional features:
Trajectory Tuning technology: adjust loft +/- 1/2 degree
Added distance from high launch, low spin
Center of gravity position low and back
460cc Ti 8-1-1 head is Ping's biggest
Variable-thickness face design
Charcoal, non-glare matte finish
The sixth generation in Ping's G series of drivers is the first to go adjustable. Each loft can be tweaked half a degree up or down. The G25 also features a larger face and thinner crown than last year's G20, and it has the highest MOI and lowest center of gravity (CG) of any current Ping driver. The G25 comes with Ping's high-balance-point shaft, designed to help golfers swing this slightly heavier clubhead faster.
The Re:Asia exhibition at Haus Der Kulturen der Welt, Berlin. More info here: www.hkw.de/de/programm2008/re_asia/_re_asia/re_asia_detai...
Ngong Ping Village is at the end of the 25 minute, 5.7km cable car ride from Tung Chung. It was built
as a receiving point for the cable cars, and is not an authentic village, but an outdoor shopping area especially for tourists who come to Lantau Island to see the Big Buddha and the Po Lin Monastery.
Objects around my parents house series
Strobist
Softbox camera left
bare flash camera right
ring flash on camera for fill
Triggered w/ Canon wireless ETTL and a cybersyncs
This is the photo I took of Ping when I first met her five years ago.
My last memory of her was her standing outside the English Pub in Sapa. It was evening, my last evening in Sapa and the mist was descending on us as we stood there. The light was fading. My friends had disappeared inside to the promise of cheap cocktails and warm company. It was getting dark and damp and cold. Ping stood before me with quiet composure and pleaded with her eyes for me to buy just one more thing.
I didn’t want to buy any more things, I had bought more bags and embroidery and blankets than I wanted already. I had bought things I had “pinky promised” to buy. I had bought things out of good grace, out of guilt and out of charity. I had even bought something that had turned my arm green as the dye seeped out of it. The cries from the Hmong girls still ring in my ears. “Why you buy from her, and you no buy from me”. (The last "me" was always protracted, pronouced "Meeeeee".) There was humour in their voices and a friendly rivalry existed between them. But in reality they were all trying to make a little money, fair trade, to support their families. And I know the prettier and pushier girls would sell more. The ones who spoke English more clearly, who flirted and teased and joked with the tourists.
Ping had a sweet serenity about her, there was no hard sell. We stood there eye to eye. The power all mine, how can I not buy just one more bag? Embroidered by her in her small hut high in the mountains above the village of Lao Chai. It cost me a few dollars, less than I would spend on drinks when I joined my friends inside the warmth of the cheery pub.
I saw a small packet of medication in her bag as she put the money away. “It is for my baby” she said “my baby is sick”. I had no reason not to believe her. I asked her how old she was. “Twenty-three” she told me. I thought of my daughter back at home, only a couple of years younger than Ping, attending university, in charge of her own destiny, the world at her feet.
I couldn’t reconcile the two images in my head.