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Il s'agit d'un château dont la fondation par la famille de Malval remonte au XIIe siècle. Il est construit dans un vallon au bord d'un gué de la Petite-Creuse dont il percevait les droits de passage. Les ruines actuelles très pittoresques datent essentiellement des XIV et XVe siècle.
L'historique du château relate que lors de la guerre de Cent-Ans, Louis de Malval resté fidèle au roi de France aurait accueilli les troupes de Bertrand du Guesclin. Le château fut assiégé par les anglais et restauré par la suite. Deux autres sièges dus à des querelles familiales l'endommagèrent. Enfin au XIXe siècle, le château fut utilisé comme carrière de pierres par les habitants du village.
It is a castle whose foundation by the Malval family dates back to the 12th century. It is built in a valley at the edge of a ford of the Petite-Creuse from which he perceived the rights of way. The present very picturesque ruins date mainly from the 14th and 15th centuries.
The history of the castle tells that during the Hundred Years War, Louis de Malval remained faithful to the king of France would have welcomed the troops of Bertrand du Guesclin. The castle was besieged by the English and later restored. Two other seats due to family quarrels damaged him. Finally in the 19th century, the castle was used as a stone quarry by the inhabitants of the village.
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A particular situation that relates to Poverty;
Gregory White - is a homeless man in Louisiana who was arrested for stealing food from a grocery store. The retail
value of the food was $39. He was assessed $339 in fines and fees and was jailed. His charges were later changed
to community service because he could not pay the fines. But when he could not pay the bus fare to complete his community service, he went back to jail. He spent a total of 198 days behind bars, and his incarceration cost the City of New Orleans $3,500.
(American Civil Liberties Union, “IN FOR A PENNY: The Rise of America’s New Debtor’s Prisons.”)
My goal for the year was to have at least one image for every week and write some sort of background story relating it to what was going on in my life. A journal of sorts.
I did manage to pick up a camera every week but one - the worst week of the fires in September, when the air was extremely hazardous and seeping into the house, work was crazy etc etc. I suppose I could have shot a self portrait in front of my taped up front door, holding Conor ready to attack since he couldn’t go outside...but, I didn’t :)
I was more motivated with the project in the beginning. At the start of the pandemic it was somewhat inspiring to think of ways to express what was going on while stuck at home. I had a lot of ideas and played around with them a little, but my attention span was short and eventually, they didn’t seem so exciting to me.
My focus went more internal, and my camera became more of a side project. I started studying the enneagram, which I had heard about but always assumed was some stupid online personality test. People would ask me what my number was and I immediately rejected the whole thing. I’m not a “Number”. Haha. Having gone to astrology school for many years, it made me think of how people try to characterize someone by their sun sign, when really it’s so much more than that. People are complicated and this number thing seemed way too simple. But it turned out, there’s more to that too... And it led me to think a lot about my childhood and certain behavior patterns that had always been present. And That led me to think about things that were very important to me when I was younger and that had slipped away. And That led me to remember how passionate I once was about animal rights and the environment.
I’ve been a vegetarian since I was 15, and vegan for a number of years now. But in terms of lifestyle, I was not living a vegan life. So I decided to change this. I started looking at the ingredients of every single product I use. I started looking at the companies who made every single thing I own or buy. I started to switch things out and make a conscious choice as to who I was supporting and what I was using. It’s been incredibly life changing and the main focus of my year.
I also let my natural hair (now gray) grow out for the first time since I was a teenager. It really feels like the pandemic allowed my true self to emerge, in ways that definitely would not have happened if life had continued to be ‘normal’.
2020 was not an easy year, for anyone, but it wasn’t all bad. I am most definitely changed for the better. :)
Well, this tank was fun! (No, no it wasn't -_-) I had to relate to Rebla's CV-33 in order to do the top, and his was much simpler than mine. Oh, and please ignore the hair in the picture. Our cats shed non-stop and it's all over our house
ART AND ARCHITECTURE
Egyptian representational art forms – sculpture in the round, relief, and painting – acquired a distinctive appearance by the beginning of the Dynastic Period. At the same time the level of work in decorative and functional art forms, such as painted patterning, stone vase manufacture, ivory carving, furniture making, and metalwork was very high, while architecture evolved rapidly from then on, continuing to develop as new materials were mastered and new forms introduced. From the beginning, works of art in a wide range of genres are the most important single legacy from ancient Egypt, and one that is remarkably consistent in character. Changes in art through different periods relate to changes in society and throw light on them, although art seeks its inspiration more in other art than in the world. Egyptian art is superficially approachable, yet also alien from western art.
from
John Baines and Jaromir Malek, Atlas of Ancient Egypt (Revised Edition) (Cairo: The American University in Cairo Press, 2002), p. 56.
Can anybodyout there relate to this adult burrowing owl (dad)? I feel that I can ... seems to me that it's just looking for a little bit of shade from the heat and a bit of solitude from its routine busy day duties.
See, this dad had numerous burrowing owlets to provide for and a mate that also requires a bit of attention. The owlets can be quite demanding at times ... not to mention noisy. Where better can there be than to fly off to a nearby tree that the young can't quite navigate yet. LOL
It's an absolutely gorgeous day here on the western slope of Colorado, though I honestly wish it would be a bit cooler. Hopefully it won't be that long, though the cold weather from a few weeks ago got me anxious for more.
Happy Weekend everyone. Hope that you're out there enjoying it.
© 2017 Debbie Tubridy / TNWA Photography
I can relate, LOL! This made me laugh, as did the yellow squash in the previous post. I mean, usually you see them in a more passive pose at the grocery store. This was at the roadside market on Hwy 60 in east Brandon, FL. Hugs and thanks for viewing! I hope this makes you smile as it did me! =o)
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Transformation masks such as this Thunderbird belong to the sky world, which consists of Ancestral Beings that are transported to the heavens from where they can return as material beings in recognizable form such as human. The Kwakwaka’ wakw people say when this bird ruffles its feathers they cause thunder and when they blink their eyes lightning flashes. Each thunderbird is associated with a specific village group or lineage, a specific place of origin unique to each and its details are carefully guarded. Masks can be owned individually or by a family but rights are always inherent, flowing from one generation to the next. The Namgis people relate that this thunderbird flew out of the heavens to assist a man who had transformed into a large halibut. When finished assisting he removed his headdress and winged cape and sent them back to the sky world becoming human. The mask may be worn on the forehead with the dancer’s face showing or it may cover the face to indicate the duality of man and bird. The performer wears a full costume of representing the bird. The mask would be danced during a Winter Ceremony, called a Potlatch, where songs, dances and rituals are performed and gifts may be given. When not used such masks are wrapped carefully and hidden away. When worn and danced and closed the mask portrays a bird head with a large yellow beak. When open, the head and large beak divide, expand, and become a full-bodied bird with outstretched wings. Each wing contains a linear image of a sisiutl or lightning snake. At the center of the full-bodied bird is a human head. Above the head is a small seated figure and below it is still another bird. Opening and closing the mask would add a spectacular effect during the dances. When the mask was first collected it had cord riggings to open its parts. It was collected from the Gigilgam lineage of the Nimpkish. The mask is fragile but stable. There are scattered pigment losses. Red cedar ruff originally surrounded the mask when it was worn for performances.
In a split second after I took this photo she walked away, and I couldn't help but wonder what her thoughts were as she had lingered at the artwork for quite a while before I took this photo. The white clothing she wore, plain and simple, made me think she could relate to the minimalistic and simple artwork she seemed to be admiring.
Credit
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Body : Maitreya / Lara V5.1
Skin : MUDSKIN / Minju x VELOUR / VENUS for MAITREYA
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Ears : Swallow / Rox Ears
Hair : DOUX - Bubbles hairstyle [BASIC PACK & DELUXE HUD]
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My Dynasty Rectangle : MONCADA PARIS / Gigi Eyewear Fatpack
Necklace : Kibitz / Beautiful disaster necklace - silver
Body Chain : AvaWay / LOVE Belly Chain
Sheep Skin Jacket & Gloves & iphone 15 : AMITOMO / Warmy - SET3 (Custom9 event)
Tops : Blueberry - Blessed - Tops - Fat Pack
Shorts & Shirts around weighs : neve short - huggie neutral & plaid
Stocking : Blueberry / Can't Relate - Stockings & Boots - Fat Pack
My Neo Classic XS : [DDL] / Adore (Fatpack)
My Cagole 90mm boots : [Betrayal] / Blanca Boots - BLACK
Suits case : Lavish / Jetsetter / Luggage NEUTRAL
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I can relate to this surfer's race to beat the setting sun. The big kid in me is always on the lookout for one last adventure before the end of the day. With this kind of daydream/sunset who can resist not getting one last ride before the days end?
Pacific Ocean Sunset
Southern California, USA
Mike D
Behind the Camera:
I'm off today and have loads of chores to do around the house. It's cold and rainy outside. All I care to do is sit around and surf the web or go out on a photo walk. Yes its the winter of my discontent.
Some people just have Friendly written on their face. Leif was one of those.
I met him on Princess Street in downtown Kingston where he was working on a renovation of a store.
When I explained my Human Family project he smiled and said "As long as it won't get me in any trouble." When I said "You mean with your employer?" he replied "Oh no. I don't think so. I'm safety compliant" pointing at his hat and boots. He kindly gave me a few minutes of his time to do a project portrait. When I asked if he was Norwegian because of his name he laughed and said "Oh there's got to be some Viking in there somewhere."
I met Leif on the sidewalk and there were no pedestrians at the moment so I just positioned him in the middle of the sidewalk so the construction scaffolding would frame him.
When I asked about the building he was working on he said "I'm probably not the best person to ask. This is my first day on the job." We agreed it is one of Kingston's many historic buildings that has probably had many lives and Lief is helping renovate it for it's next commercial life.
He is originally from another part of Ontario but now he and all his family are together in Kingston. I said I could relate because all my family is together in Kingston now that we moved here nearly a year ago. Leif asked how we like it and I said we like it a lot but with settling in and with the pandemic, I feel we are still getting to know it.
"What do you like most about your job?"
"Oh, let me think. I guess it's the tangible sense of accomplishment. Every day I can see what I have done and that's rewarding."
"What message would you like to share with the world?"
"Hmmm. I'm not sure how to put it. I guess it's to put a higher value on your own happiness."
Thank you Leif for being a part of my project. You are my 879th submission to The Human Family Group on Flickr.
More street portraits and stories can be seen at:
Blue Heaven Restaurant, where we had breakfast on 27 November. In one of the second floor rooms, the walls are completely covered by old photos, advertisements, record labels, and other old items relating to Blues, Rhythm & Blues, and other types of music, mostly from the 1950s and earlier. Taken by Ron. www.blueheavenkw.com/
The title can relate to the car or this man's low riding pants. Decide for yourself. I have no idea what these two are talking about. For all we know, he may have a lesion on his stomach or maybe he painted a smiley face on his chest, or maybe he's just proud of his abs. In any event, it was an unusual moment in an interesting setting. The old 1958 Chevy Bel Air completes the scene. And yes, the horizon is off purposely. Havana, Cuba, March 2019
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Traditional accounts say that, around 530 BC, Siddhartha Gautama, a young prince who saw the suffering of the world and wanted to end it, reached the forested banks of Falgu River, near the city of Gaya, India. There he sat in meditation under a peepul tree (Ficus religiosa or Sacred Fig) which later became known as the Bodhi tree. According to Buddhist scriptures, after three days and three nights, Siddharta attained enlightenment and the answers that he had sought. In that location, Mahabodhi Temple was built by Emperor Ashoka in around 260 BC.
The Buddha then spent the succeeding seven weeks at seven different spots in the vicinity meditating and considering his experience. Several specific places at the current Mahabodhi Temple relate to the traditions surrounding these seven weeks.
This entry relates to the north-eastern most part of Arnhem Land, Northern Territory, that receives the first light as the sun rises in the east. This is the landscape during April and the start of the harvst season following the wet, when the earth receives sudden showers during what is meant to be the dry. This artwork was painted on a huge piece of bark and tells the story about a group of spirit women who appear as stars in the night sky.
Thasos or Thassos (Greek: Θάσος) is a Greek island in the northern Aegean Sea, close to the coast of Thrace and the plain of the river Nestos but geographically part of Macedonia. It is the northernmost Greek island, and 12th largest by area. Thasos is also the name of the largest town of the island (also known as Limenas Thasou, "Harbour of Thasos"), situated at the northern side, opposite the mainland and about 10 kilometres (6 mi) from Keramoti. Thassos island is a known from the ancient times for its termae making it a climatic and balneoclimateric resort area.
Prehistory
Lying close to the coast of Eastern Macedonia, Thasos was inhabited from the Palaeolithic period onwards,[1] but the earliest settlement to have been explored in detail is that at Limenaria, where remains from the Middle and Late Neolithic relate closely to those found at the mainland's Drama plain. In contrast, Early Bronze Age remains on the island align it with the Aegean culture of the Cyclades and Sporades, to the south; at Skala Sotiros[2] for example, a small settlement was encircled by a strongly built defensive wall. Even earlier activity is demonstrated by the presence of large pieces of 'megalithic' anthropomorphic stelai built into these walls, which, so far, have no parallels in the Aegean area.
There is then a gap in the archaeological record until the end of the Bronze Age c 1100 BC, when the first burials took place at the large cemetery of Kastri in the interior of the island.[3][4] Here built tombs covered with small mound of earth were typical until the end of the Iron Age. In the earliest tombs were a small number of locally imitated Mycenaean pottery vessels, but the majority of the hand-made pottery with incised decoration reflects connections eastwards with Thrace and beyond.
Antiquity
The island was colonized at an early date by Phoenicians, attracted probably by its gold mines; they founded a temple to the god Melqart, whom the Greeks identified as "Tyrian Heracles", and whose cult was merged with Heracles in the course of the island's Hellenization.[5] The temple still existed in the time of Herodotus.[6] An eponymous Thasos, son of Phoenix (or of Agenor, as Pausanias reported) was said to have been the leader of the Phoenicians, and to have given his name to the island.
Around 650 BC, or a little earlier, Greeks from Paros founded a colony on Thasos.[7] A generation or so later, the poet Archilochus, a descendant of these colonists, wrote of casting away his shield during a minor war against an indigenous Thracian tribe, the Saians.[8] Thasian power, and sources of its wealth, extended to the mainland, where the Thasians owned gold mines even more valuable than those of the island; their combined annual revenues amounted to between 200 and 300 talents. Herodotus says that the best mines on the island were those opened by the Phoenicians on the east side of the island, facing Samothrace.. Archilochus described Thasos as "an ass's backbone crowned with wild wood." The island's capital, Thasos, had two harbors. Besides its gold mines, the wine, nuts and marble of Thasos were well known in antiquity. Thasian wine was quite famous. Thasian coins had the head of the wine god Dionysos on one side and bunches of grape of the other.[9]
Thasos was important during the Ionian Revolt against Persia. After the capture of Miletus (494 BC) Histiaeus, the Ionian leader, laid siege. The attack failed, but, warned by the danger, the Thasians employed their revenues to build war ships [10] and strengthen their fortifications. This excited the suspicions of the Persians, and Darius compelled them to surrender their ships and pull down their walls. After the defeat of Xerxes the Thasians joined the Delian confederacy; but afterwards, on account of a difference about the mines and marts on the mainland, they revolted.
The Athenians defeated them by sea, and, after a siege that lasted more than two years, took the capital, Thasos, probably in 463 BC, and compelled the Thasians to destroy their walls, surrender their ships, pay an indemnity and an annual contribution (in 449 BC this was 21 talents, from 445 BC about 30 talents), and resign their possessions on the mainland. In 411 BC, at the time of the oligarchical revolution at Athens, Thasos again revolted from Athens and received a Lacedaemonian governor; but in 407 BC the partisans of Lacedaemon were expelled, and the Athenians under Thrasybulus were admitted.
After the Battle of Aegospotami (405 BC), Thasos again fell into the hands of the Lacedaemonians under Lysander who formed a decarchy there; but the Athenians must have recovered it, for it formed one of the subjects of dispute between them and Philip II of Macedonia. In the embroilment between Philip V of Macedonia and the Romans, Thasos submitted to Philip, but received its freedom at the hands of the Romans after the Battle of Cynoscephalae (197 BC), and it was still a "free" state in the time of Pliny.
Byzantine Era
Thasos was part of the Eastern Roman Empire, now known as the Byzantine Empire, from 395 on. According to the 6th-century Synecdemus, it belonged to the province of Macedonia Prima, although the 10th-century De thematibus claims that it was part of Thracia.[11] The island was a major source of marble until the disruption of the Slavic invasions in the late 6th/7th centuries, and several churches from Late Antiquity have been found on it.[11] The island remained in Byzantine hands for most of the Middle Ages. It functioned as a naval base in the 13th century, under its own doux, and came briefly under the rule of the Genoese Tedisio Zaccaria in 1307–13. Returning to Byzantine control, its bishopric was raised to an archdiocese by Manuel II Palaiologos. Thasos was captured by the Genoese Gattilusi family ca. 1434, who surrendered it to the Ottoman Empire in 1455.[11] Following the Ottoman conquest of the Despotate of the Morea in 1460, the former Despot Demetrios Palaiologos received lands on the island.[11]
It is related that the Byzantine Greek Saint Joannicius the Great (752–846) in one of his miracles freed the island of Thasos from a multitude of snakes.
Ottoman Era
Thassos joined the Ottoman Empire in 1456.[12] Under the Ottoman rule, the island was known as Ottoman Turkish: طاشوز Taşöz. Between 1770 and 1774, the island was briefly occupied by a Russian fleet. By this time the population of Thassos had gravitated to the inland villages as a protective measure.[13] Nearly 50 years later, a revolt against Ottoman rule arose in 1821, at the outbreak of the Greek War of Independence, led by Hatzigiorgis Metaxas, but it failed. The island was given by the Sultan Mahmud II to Muhammad Ali of Egypt as a personal fiefdom in the late 1820s, as a reward for Egyptian intervention in the War of Greek Independence (which failed to prevent the creation of the modern Greek state). Egyptian rule was relatively benign (by some accounts Muhammad Ali had either been born or spent his infancy on Thasos) and the island became prosperous, until 1908, when the New Turk regime asserted Turkish control. The island was a kaza (sub-province), lastly of the Sanjak of Drama in the Salonica Vilayet, until the Balkan Wars. On October 20, 1912 during the First Balkan War, a Greek naval detachment claimed Thasos as part of Greece. From the day it reunited with Greece, it has remained so ever since.
Archaeological Discovery
On the November 23rd, 1902 issue of the New York Times (p. 5), it was reported that on the island of Thassos, archaeologist Theodore Bent discovered the tomb of Cassius, the one who slew himself after the disastrous defeat at the Battle of Philippi in 42 B.C. Cassius was buried by Brutus at Thassos, where the army of the patriots of the Republic had established its base of supplies.[14][15]
Modern era
During the Axis occupation (1941–1944) Thasos, along with the rest of Eastern Macedonia and Thrace, came under Bulgarian control. The Bulgarian government renamed the island "Tasos" and closed its schools as a first step towards forced Bulgarization. The island's mountainous terrain facilitated small-scale resistance activity. With the end of the war and the withdrawal of Axis troops, the island was caught up in the Greek Civil War. Skirmishes and Communist guerilla attacks continued on Thasos until 1950, almost a year after the main hostilities were over on the mainland.
Thasos, the capital, is now informally known as Limenas, or "the port". It is served by a ferry route to and from Keramoti a port close to Kavala International Airport, and has the shortest possible crossing to the island. Scala Prinos 20 km south of Thassos town is served by a ferry route to and from Kavala
Administration
Thasos is a separate regional unit of the East Macedonia and Thrace region, and the only municipality of the regional unit.[16] As a part of the 2011 Kallikratis government reform, the regional unit Thasos was created out of part of the former Kavala Prefecture. The municipality, unchanged at the Kallikratis reform, includes a few uninhabited islets besides the main island Thasos. The province of Thasos (Greek: Επαρχία Θάσου) was one of the provinces of the Kavala Prefecture. It had the same territory as the present municipality.[17] It was abolished in 2006.
Geography
Thasos island is located in the northern Aegean sea approximately 7 km (4 mi) from the northern mainland and 20 kilometres (12 miles) south-east of Kavala, and is of generally rounded shape, without deep bays or significant peninsulas. The terrain is mountainous but not particularly rugged, rising gradually from coast to centre. The highest peak is Ypsario (Ipsario), at 1,205 metres (3,953 feet), somewhat east of centre. Pine forest covers much of the island's eastern slopes.
Historically, the island's population was chiefly engaged in agriculture and stockbreeding, and established villages inland, some of them connected via stairways (known as skalas) to harbors at the shore. The local population gradually migrated towards these shoreline settlements as tourism began to develop as an important source of income. Thus, there are several "paired villages" such as Marion–Skala Maries, with the former inland and the latter on the coast.
Geology
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The Island is formed mainly by gneisses, schists and marbles of the Rhodope Massif. Marble sequences corresponding to the Falacron Marbles intercalated by schists and gneisses, are up to 500m thick and are separated from the underlying gneisses by a transition zone about 300 m thick termed the T-zone consisting of alternances of dolomitic and calcitic marbles intercalated by schists and gneisses.
The rocks have undergone several periods of regional metamorphism, to at least upper amphibolite facies, and there was a subsequent phase of retrograde metamorphism. At least three periods of regional deformation have been identified, the most important being large scale isoclinal folding with axes aligned north-west. The T-zone is deformed and is interpreted by some authors as a regional thrust of pre-major folding age. There are two major high angle fault systems aligned north-west and north-east respectively. A large low-angle thrust cuts the gneiss, schist and marble sequence at the south-west corner of the island, probably indicating an overthrusting of the Serbomacedonian Massif onto the Rodope Massif.
The Late Miocene oil-producing Nestos-Prinos basin is located between Thassos island and the mainland. The floor of the basin is around 1,500 m deep off the Thassos coast (South Kavala ridge; Proedrou, 1988) and up to 4.000–5.000 m in the axial sector between Thassos and the mainland. The basin is filled with Late Miocene-Pliocene sediments, including ubiquitously repeated evaporite layers of rock salt and anhydrite-dolomite that alternate with sandstones, conglomerates, black shales, and uraniferous coal measures (Proedrou, 1979, 1988; Taupitz, 1985). Stratigraphically equivalent rocks on the mainland are clastic sediments with coal beds, marine to brackish fluvial units and travertines.
Mining history
The earliest mining on the island has been dated to around 13,000 BC, when paleolithic miners dug a shaft at the site of the modern-era Tzines iron mine for the extraction of limonitic ochre.[18] Mining for base and precious metals started around the 7th century BC with the Phoenicians, followed in the 4th century by the Greeks, then the Romans. These later mines were both open-cast and underground., mostly to exploit the island's numerous karst hosted calamine deposits for their lead and silver. Gold, copper and iron were also found; the Byzantines quarried marble on the island.
In the early 20th century, mining companies exploited the island's Zinc-lead rich calamine ores, with a yield of around 2 million tonnes, and a processing plant at Limenaria produced zinc oxide. Iron ore was mined on a significant scale from 1954 to 1964, with a yield of around 3 million tonnes. Since 1964, surveys have established the existence of a deep-level zinc-lead deposit, but the only mining activity on the island has been marble quarrying.
Economy
By far the most important economic activity is tourism. The main agricultural products on the island are honey, almonds, olives (famously Throuba olives) and olive oil, as well as wine, sheep, goat herding and fishing. Other industries are lumber and mining which includes lead, zinc and marble, especially in the Panagia area where one of the mountains near the Thracian Sea has a large marble quarry. The marble quarries in the south (in the area of Aliki), now abandoned, were mined during ancient times.
Communities
Towns and villages with over 100 inhabitants are:
Agios Georgios (149)
Astris (129)
Kallirachi (651)
Kinyra (104)
Limenaria (2,441)
Maries (182)
Ormos Prinou (122)
Panagia (820)
Potamia (1,216)
Potos (688)
Prinos (1,185)
Rachoni (365)
Skala Kallirachis (631)
Skala Marion (377)
Skala Rachoniou (206)
Sotiras (368)
Thassos (Limenas Thasou) (3,130)
Theologos (731)
Historical population[edit]
YearTownMunicipality
19812,312–
19912,600–
20013,14013,765
20113,24013,770
Beaches
Skala Prinos,with lots of pines, lying at a several kilometres length. This wonderful beach is ideal for swimming, clean and sandy. In 2004 it became a Blue Flag beach.
Pachis, with clear water and a lot of visitors
Rachoni, long beach with a forest
Glyadi, with golden sand and shallow sea
Skala Potamia and Golden Beach, one of the most clean beaches on the island. Also has a camping site, lots of restaurants, bars, and nightclubs.
Giola is a natural swimming pool with crystal clear turquoise waters! Giola is located in the village of Astris, a few kilometers from Limenaria and Potos, on the south side of the island.[19]
Saliara, with white sand (also known as Marble beach).[20]
Paradise, Paradise Beach is approximately 23 km from Thassos town via the coastal road that circles the Island. Although not signposted itself there is a signpost for the “Paradise Bar on the Beach” which is visible from the anticlockwise direction (keep an eye in the rear view mirror if travelling clockwise). There is space for a few cars by the main road (5-10mins walk).[21]
Metalia Beach Thassos: Metalia beach is situated on the foot of a villa at Limenaria. It is a fine sandy beach ideal for children and lies 39 km south west of Limenas, the capital of Thassos.[22]
Glykadi Beach Thassos: Just 4.5 km north-west of Port Thassos beach is Glikadi. Overlooking Thasopoula, this sandy beach of 150 meters with the blue waters offers relaxation in a lush natural environment. It is organized into umbrellas and sunbeds from a beach bar but no other infrastructure.[23]
Sights
Polygnotos Vagis Municipal Museum in Potamia
Archaeological Museum of Thasos in Thasos town
Polygnotos Vagis Municipal Museum in Potamia
Folklore Museum of Limenaria
Archangel Michael's Monastery
Saint Panteleimon Monastery:it was built in 1843 and became monastery in 1987. According to inhabitants of Thassos, someone wanted to built it in favor of Saint Panteleimon. The workers started the building at a location, but next day when they wanted to continue with the construction, the part they had built was destroyed and their tools were missing. It had happened on following days. One day they saw footprints on the ground and followed them until they founded their tools. Finally they built the monastery at that spot.
Monastery of the Assumption
Kastro: its foundation year is unknown. This village must have been created during the years of Frankish domination.
Krambousa Isle: it can be found across the coast of Skala Potamia. The thick vegetation make it impossible to explore all parts of it. It is full with spacial wild vegetable called "Krambi". The little church of Saint Daniel is located at the top of the hill. The inhabitants visit this church on the day of the Saint every year.
Notable people
Archilochos (7th century BC) warrior and poet. "You led us a thousand strong at Thasos, fields fattened by corpses."
Aglaophon (6th–5th century BC) painter, teacher and father of Polygnotus and Aristophon.[24]
Hegemon of Thasos comedian, inventor of parody
Leodamas (4th century BC) mathematician
Neseus of Thasos, painter
Polygnotos Vagis (1892–1965) Thasos-born US sculptor
Polygnotus (mid-5th century BC), painter
Stesimbrotos (c. 470 BC - c. 420 BC) sophist
Theagenes of Thasos Olympic boxer (480 BC), Pankratiast (476 BC) and runner.[25]
Vassilis Vassilikos (1934) poet and author
Demetrios Vassiliades (1958) Indologist scholar and author
Records relating to the repair of this bridge go back many hundreds of years, indicating how vital it was for access from the lands of Howgill, Sedbergh etc in the old county of North Yorkshire with the parishes of Firbank and Grayrigg on this side of the river.
The lane, bottom left, leads to the old Water-powered Mill & Poole House, then up to Dillicar, Lowgill, Davy Bank and Firbank.
It is a very beautiful old bridge, and very narrow. Only narrow vehicles can get across!!
The river Lune is still in its infancy here, and this scene is to the south of the Lune Gorge and Tebay Gap.
The Pacific golden plover (Pluvialis fulva) is a medium-sized plover. The genus name is Latin and means relating to rain, from pluvia, "rain". It was believed that golden plovers flocked when rain was imminent. The species name fulva is Latin and refers to a tawny colour.[2]
The 23–26 cm long breeding adult is spotted gold and black on the crown, and back on the wings. Its face and neck are black with a white border, and it has a black breast and a dark rump. The legs are black. In winter, the black is lost and the plover then has a yellowish face and breast, and white underparts.
It is similar to two other golden plovers: the Eurasian and American plovers. The Pacific golden plover is smaller, slimmer and relatively longer-legged than the European golden plover, Pluvialis apricaria, which also has white axillary (armpit) feathers. Overall, the Pacific golden plover is found to be more similar to the American golden plover, Pluvialis dominica, with which it was once considered conspecific as "lesser golden plover".[3] The Pacific golden plover is slimmer than the American species, has a shorter primary projection, longer legs, and is usually found to have more yellow on the back.
This wader forages for food on tundra, fields, beaches and tidal flats, usually by sight. It eats insects and crustaceans and some berries.
The breeding habitat of Pacific golden plover is the Arctic tundra from northernmost Asia into western Alaska. It nests on the ground in a dry open area.
It is migratory and winters in south Asia and Australasia. A few winter in California and Hawaii, USA. In Hawaii, the bird is known as the kōlea. It is very rare vagrant to western Europe. They return to the same wintering territory each year, which allowed scientists in Hawaii to attach tiny light level geolocator devices to the birds and then retrieve them the following year in the same location. This research revealed that these birds make the 4800 km non-stop flight between Alaska and Hawaii in 3–4 days.[4] (Wikepedia)
RED relates to the BASE chakra situated at the base of the spine
The organs to which this chakra relates are the kidneys and bladder .(The kidneys are formed within the pelvis and here they link with the base chakra energy, although prior to birth they rise to the position in the loins with which we are more familiar). The vertebral column, hips and legs are also areas related to this chakra. The endocrine gland to which this colour relates is the adrenal gland.
On the psycho-spiritual level, this chakra relates to self awareness. That is to say our awareness of ourselves as human beings and our place on earth. It is the area of survival and relates to our basic human instincts of fight or flight. Red gives us courage and strength. The colour relates to stability and security.
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Cathedral (noun).
1. any large and important church
2. the principal Christian church building of a bishop's diocese
3. relating to or containing or issuing from a bishop's office or throne; "a cathedral church"
Last May as usually I’ve been in Europe. At this time my way began in West Germany: Essen, Dusseldorf, Cologne...
I was so delighted by Cologne Cathedral, the music imprinted in stone lace of this giant. So ...I took this image for defining of word CATHEDRAL.
Cologne Cathedral (German: Kölner Dom, officially Hohe Domkirche St. Peter und Maria) is a Roman Catholic church in Cologne, Germany. It is the seat of the Archbishop of Cologne, and is under the administration of the archdiocese of Cologne. It is renowned as a monument of Christianity, of German Catholicism in particular, of Gothic architecture and of the continuing faith and perseverance of the people of the city in which it stands. It is dedicated to Saint Peter and the Blessed Virgin Mary. The cathedral is a World Heritage Site, one of the best-known architectural monuments in Germany, and Cologne's most famous landmark, described by UNESCO as an "exceptional work of human creative genius".
Construction of Cologne Cathedral began in 1248 and took, with interruptions, until 1880 to complete. It is 144.5 meters long, 86.5 m wide and its towers are approximately 157 m tall. The cathedral is one of the world's largest churches and the largest Gothic church in Northern Europe. For four years, 1880-84, it was the tallest structure in the world, until the completion of the Washington Monument. It has the second-tallest church spires, only surpassed by the single spire of Ulm Minster, completed 10 years later in 1890. Because of its enormous twin spires, it also presents the largest facade of any church in the world. One of the Treasures of the cathedral is the High Altar which was installed in 1322. It is constructed of black marble, with a solid slab 15 feet long forming the top. The front and sides are overlaid with white marble niches into which are set figures, with the Coronation of the Virgin. There is a lot of great wooden sculptures and other art treasures inside the interior of CATHEDRAL.
Much better viewed large View On Black
Explore #367, 08/27/2010
I've always felt the most comfortable in denim, regardless of gender presentation. Skirts, shorts, jeans and jackets are so versatile and can be dressed up or down, and don't we all relate to how fabulous it feels to find the perfect pair of skinnies!
I think denim is timeless, and I've always admired women who into their 70s are still chic as ever in a snug pair of indigo or black jeans and a classy tunic or sweater top.
Despite the occasional feelings of regret that I didn't seize more opportunities when I was younger, I so admire the proud, elegant, mature women who continue to rock their look and celebrate their unique beauty. It's not about being a cougar as much as it is about demonstrating tasteful allure and class.
So it's not only denim I'm praising, but also the women who wear it and inspire us all!
On my last outing I found this Yellow-crowned Night Heron just wanting to sleep in the early morning. I can relate to him/her today and will be a bit slow getting to everyone’s posts. Just as his eyes were drifting shut here, my eyes will need to do the same in order for me to recover from an extremely busy day yesterday. Photo taken on Armand Bayou.
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Giambologna, pseudonym of Jean de Boulogne (Douai, 1529 - Florence, August 13, 1608) - The Rape of the Sabine Women - original model in "raw earth" (1574-1580) - Galleria dell'Accademia, Florence
Il ratto delle sabine modello originale in "terra cruda"
Il ratto delle Sabine è un episodio mitologico relativo alla fondazione di Roma. Si riferisce ad un evento politico e strategico organizzato da Romolo. Dopo aver fondato Roma nel 753 a.C. il sovrano si trovò nella necessità di offrire delle compagne ai propri concittadini. Il ratto si consumò durante la celebrazione di un imponente spettacolo organizzato per celebrare la città. Parteciparono alcuni popoli tra i quali i Ceninensi, i Antemnati, i Crustumini e i Sabini.
Durante la manifestazione ad un cenno di Romolo i suoi uomini con le armi in pugno si impossessarono delle donne nubili. Le fonti storiche non riportano i fatti in modo chiaro. Sembra comunque che non venne ucciso alcuno e gli altri invitati tornarono nelle loro città. A loro volta però in seguito reagirono attaccando Roma ma furono sconfitti.
The Rape of the Sabine Women - original model in "raw earth".
The Rape of the Sabine Women is a mythological episode relating to the founding of Rome. It refers to a political and strategic event organized by Romulus. After founding Rome in 753 BC, the king found himself in the need to offer companions to his fellow citizens. The rat was consumed during the celebration of an imposing show organized to celebrate the city. Participated some people among which the Ceninensi, the Antemnati, the Crustumini and the Sabini.
During the demonstration to a nod of Romulus his men with weapons in fist took possession of the unmarried women. The historical sources do not report the facts clearly. It seems, however, that no one was killed and the other guests returned to their cities. In their turn, however, later reacted by attacking Rome but were defeated.
I'll bet many of you can relate to this image, huh? Let me make this analogy clearer ... the three birds representing the weekend days, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and the crab representing the abrupt arrival of Monday. Let's try our best to usher it away. LOL. OK, I know, that's quite a bizarre interpretation of the image, but it's the best that I can do on an early Monday morning. :-)
Actually, the least terns are nesting on the sunny Florida beaches ... some still courting, some sitting on eggs, some taking care of their newborns. These little birds are quite aggressive with each other ... and the on-lookers ... as they don't like anything or anyone entering their "home space". Can't blame them either, since it's quite crowded on the inn. ;-)
So if those close quarters aren't enough, enter the ghost crabs which call the area their home as well. These territorial terns, who were infighting just a few moments ago, unite in fight that benefits them all. See, as the ghost crabs emerge and begin to intermingle with the nesting terns, an all-out war is waged ... terns working together ... to eliminate the threat to the colony. Several will make the approach to the crab, wings out and upward, squawking away, puffing up, and jumping around, as the crab tries to defend itself, but eventually retreats. It's 3 against 1! LOL. I can't remember when I've been so amazed at the behavior of birds (OK, it probably wasn't that long ago, seeing how it's baby bird season, but it was quite entertaining).
Nature is quite amazing and birds are quite smart, at least they seem like it to me. I guess "pack behavior" extends in all forms of life. :-)
Hope that everyone, in their own way, can find something to be happy about on this Monday morning. Welcome to another week ... not sure about you, but mine have been flying by!
Thanks for stopping by to view and especially for sharing your thoughts and comments too.
© 2015 Debbie Tubridy / TNWA Photography
I can relate to that. One of the topics of discussion last night was how my beard is going gray.
If you're old, then act like it. I am going to lay on the couch, nap and watch football all day.
Have a youthful Sunday everyone! :)
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This photo relates to the flood in Gdańsk, about which I have written here, but I think I will rewrite the story again and provide a better view on the story background.
It's one of trains diverted from electrified mainline into secondary diesel route: originally nigh train no. 38209 from Kraków Płaszów to Koszalin. SU46-039 on the train head yet in original paint scheme from Żagań depot. After the diesel - here "cold" originally employed to this train EP07-338. The train is passing Gdańsk Osowa station entering two-track section towards Gdynia. July 11, 2001.
Photo by Jarek / Chester
9 lipca 2001 roku w Gdańsku to był całkiem ładny dzień, przynajmniej taki się zaczął i trwał do południa. Koło niego nadciągnęły ciemne chmury, zapowiadając kolejną letnią gwałtowną burzę. Jak spadały pierwsze krople deszczu, nikt nie przeczuwał, że w ciągu popołudnia na miasto lunie dwa razy więcej wody, niż w całym typowym lipcu. Każdy metr kwadratowy przyjął prawie 130 litrów, a tylko między 15 i 17 spadło, a w zasadzie dosłownie polało się strumieniem z nieba 90 litrów na metr kwadratowy. Ulice leżące na zboczach moreny dennej falistej, bo miasto to nie tylko wybrzeże, ale i morenowe pagórki, zamieniły się w dna potoków spływających w dół. No a w dole, głównie na południu, u brzegu płaskiego terenu ujścia Wisły zaczęło tworzyć się jezioro.
Wpływająca od południa z Kaszub niewielka Radunia przerwała w paru miejscach kanał, w którym biegła i zalała południowa część miasta, dzielnice od Oruni (dolnej), przez Lipce do Świętego Wojciecha. Powódź dotknęła też nasypy linii kolejowej, uszkadzając torowisko w paru miejscach. Pod wodą były też tory samego Gdańska Głównego. Ruch kolejowy między Pruszczem Gdańskim (a w zasadzie Tczewem) i Gdańskiem na kilka dni zamarł.
Ponieważ jednak mówimy o czasach, gdy kolej była jedna, wielka i niepodzielna (choć podzielona na sektory), naprędce wypracowano rozwiązanie, które w dzisiejszych czasach byłoby nie do pomyślenia - skierowano objazdem wszystkie dalekobieżne pociągi pasażerskie na trasy objazdowe. I tak pociągi z Gdyni w kierunku Bydgoszczy jechały starą Magistralą Węglową przez Kościerzynę i Wierzchucin i dalej na Łódź, czy Katowice. Pociągi w kierunku Malborka i dalej Olsztyna czy Warszawy jechały zaś przez Kościerzynę, Bąk, Czersk i dalej "Ostbahnem" do Tczewa, gdzie powracały na normalne trasy. Oczywiście na trasach objazdowych zastosowanie miała trakcja spalinowa, a elektrowozy ciągnące pociągi nie zostawały odczepiane (oprócz paru wyjątków) i odbywały podróż "na zimno" na objazdach.
Z punktu widzenia podróżnego te objazdy to rozwiązanie tylko po części rozsądne - dzisiaj zapewne wprowadzono by komunikację autobusową od Tczewa do Gdyni, przez co nastąpiłoby wydłużenie jazdy może sumarycznie o godzinę. Wtedy, przez wprowadzone objazdy, pociągi doznawały kilkugodzinnych opóźnień, a całkiem niedawna likwidacja niektórych stacji na "węglówce" drastycznie pogorszyła przepustowość dwutorowej linii. Z drugiej strony, pasażer w kuszetce, czy sypialnym z głębi kraju na Hel, dotarł do celu podróży w tym samym łóżku, tyle, że 3-6 godzin później.
Sytuacja awaryjna trwała parę dni, po czym przywrócono ruch po głównej linii, z pewnymi ograniczeniami (ograniczenie prędkości w miejscach podmycia nasypu). Jeszcze parę dni po przywróceniu ruchu część pociągów towarowych kursowała niezelektryfikowanym objazdem z uwagi na problemy z przepustowością.
Na zdjęciu SU46-039, jeszcze w oryginalnych żagańskich szatach, z nocnym pociągiem 38209 z Krakowa Płaszowa do Koszalina, opuszcza stację w Gdańsku Osowie. Za dieslem - elektrowóz oryginalnie ciągnący nocnego "kuriera" - EP07-338. 11 lipca 2001 roku.
Fot. Jarek / Chester
A Kind of Anchorage (A work/mediation in progress)
My title derives from, and acknowledges, Harold Pinter's 'A Kind of Alaska'. Although it shares its title with the name of the capital of that cold state, my subject for mediation is of another state completely. It is geographically divorced from that region of America.
It relates more to the Anchorage or Anchorhold of medieval self-imposed isolation. There is a fundamental difference between the hermit and Anchorite of that distant time. Whilst the hermit removed him or herself from the community and went into self-imposed exile, the Anchorite chose to be incarcerated or isolated within the community. These Anchorholds were usually a small cell carbuncled onto a church where the Anchorite was immured. His (the Anchorite) or her (the Anchoress) role was thenceforth to be that of mediator between the community and what was held to be the divine.
Pinter's play, in turn, was inspired by 'Awakenings' by Oliver Sacks. Pinter acknowledges this in the introduction.
"In the winter of 1916-17, there spread over Europe, and subsequently over the rest of the world, an extraordinary epidemic illness which presented itself in innumerable forms--as delirium, mania, trances, coma, sleep, insomnia, restlessness, and states of Parkinsonism. It was eventually identified by the great physician Constantin von Economo and named by him encephalitis lethargica, or sleeping sickness.
Over the next ten years almost five million people fell victim to the disease of whom more than a third died. Of the survivors some escaped almost unscathed, but the majority moved into states of deepening illness. The worst affected sank into singular states of "sleep"-conscious of their surroundings but motionless, speechless, and without hope or will, confined to asylums or other institutions.
Fifty years later, with the development of the remarkable drug L-Dopa, they erupted into life once more."
In Pinter's play Deborah describes this incarceration:
'Oh dear. (the flicking of her cheek grows faster)
Yes, I think they're closing in. They're closing in.
They're closing the walls in. Yes. (She bows her head, flicking faster, her fingers now moving over her face)
Oh.well.oooohhhh.oh no.oh no.(during the course of this speech her body becomes more hunch-backed) Let me
out. Stop it. Let me out. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.
Shutting the walls on me. Shutting them down on me. So tight, so tight. Something panting, something panting.
Can't see. Oh, the light is going. They're shutting up shop. They're closing my face. Chains and padlocks.
Bolting me up. Stinking. The smell. Oh my goodness, oh dear, oh my goodness, oh dear, I'm so young. It's a
vice. I'm in a vice. It's at the back of my neck. Ah.
Eyes stuck. Only see the shadow of the tip of my nose.
Eye's stuck. (She stops flicking abruptly, sits still.
Her body straightens. She looks up. She looks at her fingers, examines them) Nothing.'
Between these spaces, this disease-imposed Anchorage, and the chosen Anchorhold of the medieval Anchorite is the area I want to pillage and mediate.
Strangers passing by?
Nether Hornpot Lane, the name of this snickelway relates to York’s horn-making industry.
Not certain how this relates to Cool Hand Luke, but I have to say that this Great Brown Heron did have a bit of shaking going on while resting in the shallow waters along Horsepen Bayou. Yes, it is a juvenile Great Blue Heron that hasn’t transitioned to the adult blue colors and my Great Brown reference is just another lame attempt at humor. My daughter will tell you that you don’t have to laugh at my jokes. I did like the feather detail.
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“Urban art is a style of art that relates to cities and city life. In that way urban art combines street art and graffiti and is often used to summarize all visual art forms arising in urban areas, being inspired by urban architecture or thematizing urban live style.
The notion of 'Urban Art' developed from street art that is primarily concerned with graffiti culture. Urban art represents a broader cross section of artists that as well as covering traditional street artists also covers artists using more traditional media but with a subject matter that deals with contemporary urban culture and political issues.”http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Urban_art
“Wild Flowers are not weeds"
Street Art is the modern, urban wildflowers
What's the difference between Graffiti Tagging and Street Art?
1. Street Art is constructive, Graffiti Tagging is destructive.
2. Street Art adorns the urban landscape, Graffiti Tagging scars it and accelerates urban decay.
3. Street Art stretches your mind, Graffiti Tagging is a slap in your face.
4. Street Art is about the audience, Graffiti Tagging is about the tagger.
5. Street Art says "Have you thought about this?", Graffiti Tagging says "I tag, therefore I exist".
6. Street Art was done with a smile, Graffiti Tagging was done with a scowl.
7. Street Art takes skill, Graffiti Tagging takes balls.
8. We mourn losing Street Art and celebrate losing Graffiti Tagging.
Good Street Art is great, good Graffiti Tagging is gone!
”http://www.graffitiactionhero.org/graffiti-tag-vs-street-art.html
Additional interesting sites
www.osnatfineart.com/urban-art.jsp
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Street_art
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May not look like much, but this is the first real view I got of 2 chicks in the White-tailed Kite's nest. I pretty much had to be with the best view possible of where we thought the nest was, then food had to come in to see any sign of life. So there it is - 2 little beaks ready to eat what mom brought them. After watching this unfold for 2 months, I can't begin to relate how exciting this was. If you can't find them, I added a note over them, so you just need to hover on the image with your mouse. (not theirs, yours)
Please use red/cyan anaglyph goggles, for anaglyph glasses ask your local optician.
Wat Phnom ("Mountain Pagoda") is a Buddhist temple (wat) located in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. It was built in 1372, and stands 27 metres (88.5 ft) above the ground. It is the tallest religious structure in the city. The pagoda was given the name of Wat Preah Chedey Borapaut. Wat Phnom is the central point of Phnom Penh.
Legend relates that a wealthy widow called Penh (commonly referred to as Daun Penh – Grandmother Penh – in Khmer) found a large koki tree in the river. Inside the tree she found four bronze statues of the Buddha. Penh constructed a small shrine on an artificial hill made by the people living in the village to protect the sacred statues. Eventually this became a sacred site and sanctuary where people would make blessings and pray.
Then it came to the year of the snake 1437 suggests King Ponhea Yat ordered His Excellency Decho Srei to raise the mount even higher when he finished building the new Royal Palace in the new city he then named Krong Chaktomok Mongkol or simply known as Phnom Penh. The prominent stupa immediately west of the sanctuary contains the ashes of the king and his royal family.
Wat Phnom is the center of celebration during Khmer New Year, and Pchum Ben.
Wat Phnom appeared on the Travel Channel documentary, 1,000 Places to See Before You Die. It also served as the Pit Stop for the 4th Leg of The Amazing Race 15.
I think, people the world over can relate to a steaming cup of coffee. The taste the smell, the warmth it brings you on a cold morning. You can just sit and hold your piping hot mug to your chest, with both hands, enjoying the quiet of the morning, before the others awake, to run about the house and brake the magic of silence.
I love the atmosphere of this image. The bright light and dark shadow, cut through by the steam.
I used 4 Speedlights to stop the motion of the falling coffee beans and the coffee splashes.
I can't say how often I've driven Messenger Road, a potholed passage which never really goes where I'm going. It's a bridge between things, like so much of my life seems to be. It's a metaphor in my mind for a kind of prophecy, the sort you say and then go about trying to make come true. Things to share and the drive to share them, I've got more of that than most. I was once accused of being a "wannabe profit", and though the typo is accurate in the sense that I could use the money, the term "prophet" doesn't really fit me. There is no targeted truth in what I'm writing, no big vision or dream to relate. I'm not planning on predicting the future, only trying to do that old tribal thing. Campfire tales and cave paintings, so we can look back on our lives and back at our faces, and see something that keeping our thoughts to ourselves couldn't show.
November 20, 2022
Paradise, Nova Scotia
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Numerous notices relating to safety at platform end at Birmingham New Street , 170117 waits to depart on its next duty.
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The title of this relates to an article I read some time ago by Ken Rockwell, www.kenrockwell.com/index.htm, in which he explains what is "Good Bokeh", I found it interesting because I happen to be one of those people that think the word good when describing a medium such as photography is subjective and even sometimes what is generally "bad" can be "good" every now and again, if you know what I mean. He even has a chart showing what "poor", "neutral" and "good" bokeh looks like, and I am proud to say I have achieved what I think he describes as "neutral" or "poor" bokeh. Yeah for me!!! :-)))
In truth, I don't disagree with him in looking at this image there is something a little too harsh in the blobs of light here. It certainly is not the "smooth and silky" kind of bokeh. But you know after drinking a few of those glasses of what is in the foreground, nothing was in focus, and that is clearly seen in this image (as nothing in the shot is clearly in focus), so I call the shot a success!! :-))))
Here is a link to the entire story (which is a great read, seriously), www.kenrockwell.com/tech/bokeh.htm, and an excerpt is below.
"Bokeh describes the appearance, or "feel," of out-of-focus areas. Bokeh is not how far something is out-of-focus, bokeh is the character of whatever blur is there.
Unfortunately good bokeh doesn't happen automatically in lens design. Perfect lenses render out-of-focus points of light as circles with sharp edges. Ideal bokeh would render each of these points as blurs, not hard-edged circles."
So I guess I have a good lens and a "neutral" or perhaps "poor" bokeh shot to show for it! All of this is posted in good spirits, hope it reads that way! Cheers!!! :-))
HBW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!