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Camera: Lomography Fisheye Baby 110
Film: Target Color Print 24 (expired)
I love how the sun makes all the rays in the outside the photo.
Ich möchte mich auf diesem Wege bei allen sehr herzlich bedanken, die meine Seiten besuchen und kommentieren und für die Favoriten. Gleichzeitig möchte ich mich auch entschuldigen, dass ich derzeit nicht sehr eifrig beim Gegenbesuch bin. Bin momentan nicht so gut drauf, hatte fast schon meine Freude an Flickr und am Fotografieren verloren und fange erst langsam an, wieder mehr Spass dran zu finden.
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Many thanks for your visits, comments and favorites and please excuse that I'm not very busy in visiting your pages at the same time. Currently I'm not feeling very well and I even thought that I've lost my interest in flickr and photography. But now I'm beginning to start again :-)
FA tomorrow, 15:00 (spanish time-Madrid) in my place: babycatfacedollies.blogspot.com.es/2016/05/ray.html
Surfers watch as golden rays of sun break through the clouds between sets. This is a 4-shot panorama at 70mm.
Sun rays cutting through storm clouds, photographed from my yard in Chadron, Nebraska, on June 13, 2021.
Keep your face always toward the sunshine and shadows will fall behind you :- Walt Whitman
( An early morning scene from Bangalore )
This appears to have been taken when Ray was home on leave from the Navy; so I'm assuming it was around 1942.
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To the best of my knowledge, most of the photos in this Flickr album were taken by my grandmother, Mabel Yourdon, during the 1920, 30s, and 40s. Most of them depict scenes of everyday life in mining camps and small towns near the Utah-Colorado border. Some of them show hunting, fishing, and camping trips in unspecified parts of the American west. It appears that a few of them were taken in southern California, when Mabel and her husband Ike traveled out there to visit relatives.
I have no idea what kind of camera Mabel used for these photos, nor what kind of film. There probably wasn’t that much variety available in the 1920s, and she was not a “professional” photographer. So it may have been a Brownie and whatever B/W film Kodak was selling at the time.
My stepfather, Ray Yourdon, was born in 1922; and his older brother, Marvin, was born two years before that. You’ll see photos of Ray and Marvin when they were young boys, when they were in high school, and when they went off to join the Navy and the Marines to fight in World War II.
Somewhere around 2005, I asked Ray if he could tell me the details of some of the photos; where possible, I have included those details in the notes for the photos. Some of the photos obviously evoked pleasant memories, and I heard stories about minor day-to-day events in his life that I had never heard before. But we rarely got through more than a few pictures before he ran out of energy; and so many of the photos have no explanation at all.
At this point, my parents and grandparents are all gone. I have cousins who grew up in the same area where these photos were taken, and one or two of them are still in that area. They may be able to fill in a few of the details; otherwise, you’ll just have to accept these photos as a glimpse of what life was like nearly a hundred years ago ...
I love the wild colors that Ray brings to our world, but this b&w is not all bad I think, any thoughts?
RAY ANDERSON - HAN BENNINK - ERNST GLERUM - PAUL VON KEMENADE - live aus dem Jazzt Musik Club - vom 14.01.2016 - weitere Fotos unter:
www.jazzfoto.at/konzertfotos16/anderson_bennink_glerum_vo...
Besetzung:
Ray Anderson: tb
Han Bennink: dr
Ernst Glerum: db
Paul von Kemenade: sax
God Rays: Rays of sunlight that appear to radiate from a single point in the sky. These rays, which stream through gaps in clouds or between other objects, are columns of sunlit air separated by darker cloud-shadowed regions.
Also known as Crepuscular rays because of their frequent occurrences during crepuscular hours (those around dawn and dusk), when the contrasts between light and dark are the most obvious.
In my humble opinion these rays of light are signs that God exists!
Pictures + Dictionary = PICTIONARY - check out the series here
Just as the sun touches
A still pond,
And it shines as a silky cloth,
You, the brightest Ray of Light,
Touch my soul,
And it shines,
Reflecting tenderness
This is Ray and Marvin when they were little kids. Ray appears to be about five years old, so I'm assuming it was taken around 1927.
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To the best of my knowledge, most of the photos in this Flickr album were taken by my grandmother, Mabel Yourdon, during the 1920, 30s, and 40s. Most of them depict scenes of everyday life in mining camps and small towns near the Utah-Colorado border. Some of them show hunting, fishing, and camping trips in unspecified parts of the American west. It appears that a few of them were taken in southern California, when Mabel and her husband Ike traveled out there to visit relatives.
I have no idea what kind of camera Mabel used for these photos, nor what kind of film. There probably wasn’t that much variety available in the 1920s, and she was not a “professional” photographer. So it may have been a Brownie and whatever B/W film Kodak was selling at the time.
My stepfather, Ray Yourdon, was born in 1922; and his older brother, Marvin, was born two years before that. You’ll see photos of Ray and Marvin when they were young boys, when they were in high school, and when they went off to join the Navy and the Marines to fight in World War II.
Somewhere around 2005, I asked Ray if he could tell me the details of some of the photos; where possible, I have included those details in the notes for the photos. Some of the photos obviously evoked pleasant memories, and I heard stories about minor day-to-day events in his life that I had never heard before. But we rarely got through more than a few pictures before he ran out of energy; and so many of the photos have no explanation at all.
At this point, my parents and grandparents are all gone. I have cousins who grew up in the same area where these photos were taken, and one or two of them are still in that area. They may be able to fill in a few of the details; otherwise, you’ll just have to accept these photos as a glimpse of what life was like nearly a hundred years ago ...
Never been a fan of Ray-Ban except for the one worn by Peter Fonda in Easy Rider. But I have to admit these Ray-Ban's look good, especially considering how they are in fact a mini computer with wi-fi, blue tooth, a cpu to process voice commands, look up information ("OK Meta, what am I looking at?" for example will describe what is in front of you) and a very good camera for stills and video. Impressive.
first day of high school, in the high school band, in Fruita CO
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To the best of my knowledge, most of the photos in this Flickr album were taken by my grandmother, Mabel Yourdon, during the 1920, 30s, and 40s. Most of them depict scenes of everyday life in mining camps and small towns near the Utah-Colorado border. Some of them show hunting, fishing, and camping trips in unspecified parts of the American west. It appears that a few of them were taken in southern California, when Mabel and her husband Ike traveled out there to visit relatives.
I have no idea what kind of camera Mabel used for these photos, nor what kind of film. There probably wasn’t that much variety available in the 1920s, and she was not a “professional” photographer. So it may have been a Brownie and whatever B/W film Kodak was selling at the time.
My stepfather, Ray Yourdon, was born in 1922; and his older brother, Marvin, was born two years before that. You’ll see photos of Ray and Marvin when they were young boys, when they were in high school, and when they went off to join the Navy and the Marines to fight in World War II.
Somewhere around 2005, I asked Ray if he could tell me the details of some of the photos; where possible, I have included those details in the notes for the photos. Some of the photos obviously evoked pleasant memories, and I heard stories about minor day-to-day events in his life that I had never heard before. But we rarely got through more than a few pictures before he ran out of energy; and so many of the photos have no explanation at all.
At this point, my parents and grandparents are all gone. I have cousins who grew up in the same area where these photos were taken, and one or two of them are still in that area. They may be able to fill in a few of the details; otherwise, you’ll just have to accept these photos as a glimpse of what life was like nearly a hundred years ago ...