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Nah !!!! Not for me ;o)

I never make resolutions, but...

I do promise to keep an eye on sweet Bullen

as I think Thistle may have a sibling in the spring :o)

and if its a colt ..... then somehow I'll have to find a way to give him a home!

 

I was sat on the very wet moor so naturally there are more of her below -

including the moment when Thistle decided it was her turn to be in front of the camera

( more of her another day ;o)

but I didn't take any shots of her picking up my stick and gently testing it -

I was just too busy enjoying her presence right beside me, unconcerned and inquisitive!!

 

The last two at very high ISO (5000) as darkness fell - here so you can see that big tum that I'm hoping is more than just doing well living on the moor..

 

(for ODC - resolution)

Van Oords MPI RESOLUTION incoming at the Port of IJmuiden

Illustrator from Library of Congress

 

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Not too late for New Year Resolutions, is it?

 

All these words relate to a goal, or a target I'd like to reach in 2011. There's no 'friends' or 'travel' there, which where the two words I desperately wanted to get there, but all the others hopefully make sense...and if they don't, well, maybe that's on purpose!

 

Happy New Year, everyone. I'm sorry that I'm late. It's been a tricky end to the year, and an awkward Christmas. Nevertheless, 2011 means bigger and better things, and I am on my way towards them!

 

Missed you lot! x

 

Included in TOTW's peices of me week - these really are peices of me.

 

explored the fickle donkey hasn't given me an explore since December 2009! Thanks peeps!

keeping track of the days, writing a diary

My first Pola-Neg of 2013. Fujifilm FP-100c instant film, converted to color negative using bleach process. Shot with Mamiya RB67 Pro S and Sunray projection lens with polaroid back. This is the best polaneg that I've made, and I think I have the process under control now.

High-resolution prints and a wide range of other products featuring this image are available here

 

More of my images from around the UK are similarly available here

DP2M really did me in for sharpness. But it isn't practical for shooting in general (it works great only at ISO100). So now I am more conscious about shooting with my X-Pro1 trying to get the best resolution and sharpness. I've been shooting this Sky at Home set strictly at ISO 100-400 fearing noise at low light. Today I am experiementing with ISO 800 for the first time. It's nice not having to hold my breath while squeezing the shutter release button in order to prevent camera shake. But is the higher noise level worth it? Can't wait to experiment with this more.

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2560 x 1440 Pixel - optimized for 27" iMac Resolution

 

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George Barbier (1882–1932) became one of the most renowned French Art Deco illustrators after his exhibition of ninety costume drawings at the Galerie Boutet de Monval in Paris. Being a distinguished artist of the Art Deco movement, he created fashion designs for several leading couturiers and fashion houses during the time. Barbier was widely acclaimed for the design of costumes, jewelry, wallpaper, and glasswork. His creations were published in famous magazines including Gazette du Bon Ton, La Vie Parisienne, and Vogue. We have digitally enhanced his magnificent fashion plates from the gilded jazz age of 1920s for you to download for free and use under the CC0 license.

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Nikon D800 Photos of Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess reading some of the official Great Books of 45SURF: Shakespeare's collected works, Homer's Iliad and Odyssey, and Moby Dick (My favorite American novel)!

 

I was shooting some slow-motion 60p video at the exact same time as these photographic stills with a Panasonic X900MK camcorder bracketed to my Nikon D800--enjoy the goddess video:

 

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Be sure to watch the video in full 1080p HD!

 

She's an archetypal Hero's Journey Mythology Goddess for sure! Naussicaa from Homer's Odyssey perhaps? :)

 

The Shakespeare was printed in the eighteenth century in London!

 

Shot with the Nikon D800 and Nikon 70-200mm f/2.8G ED VR II AF-S Nikkor Zoom Lens.

 

Modeling the new Hero's Journey Mythology Gold'N'Virtue Gold 45 Revolver Swimsuits on a sunny winter's day in Malibu!

 

Captured in both RAW and JPEG.

 

Check out the amazing detail in the full resolution photos! I was running out of CF & SD cards fast, as the files are huge!

 

All the best on your EPIC hero's journey!

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Beautifuly detailed fern leaf illustrations from Ferns: British and Exotic (1856–1860) by the renowned botanist Edward Joseph Lowe (1825–1900). From a young age, Lowe was fascinated by meteorology and astronomy as well as having a great interest in ferns. This led to an extensive botanical study, resulting in eight illustrated volumes of Ferns: British and Exotic. We have digitally enhanced some of these incredible fern illustrations into high-resolution printable quality. They are free to download under the CC0 license.

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Every year I seem to have the same resolution. Read MORE!

LOCATION:- Crewe.

DATE 21.09.2018

thats my 2009 new year resolution. going pretty good so far.

 

I've been tagged by Aditya. Supposedly this is a Meme (like the all popular LJ memes), I need to write 16 random things about me.

  

1. I've a recurring dream that I can fly.

 

2. I'm younger than my class mates, I joined my first company Pramati Technologies in at the age of 19,call it teenage.

 

3. I speak Telugu. తెలుగు మీద భాషాభిమానం ఎక్కువే.

 

4. I live in bangalore,I can barely speak kannada, but act before shopkeepers that I can.

 

5. I'm right now listening to masakkali song/promo from Delhi-6.

 

6. I'm addicted to flickr for little more than 3 years. Uploaded first photo in flickr in aug05. I've written some yahoo pipes to spy on the friends activity.

 

7. I love good food and enjoy cooking as much as eating.

 

8. Music makes very happy, If I like some song, I listen to it whole day.

 

9. I still follow "be good to everyone, everyone will be good to you".

 

10. I can't read novels (read harry potter,lord of rings,bleh) I can finish technical books lot easier.

 

11. I want to make a full length feature film some day.

 

12. When I was in REC Warangal, I was very nearly arrested by the police in a computer theft case.Incidentally the Sherlock Homes found my lost identity card near the gate.

 

13. I'm a dropout from NID.

 

14. My "about me" in social networking sites - "simple. honest. friendly. passionate.",all of it is true.

 

15. Love to code.I believe nothing speaks louder than code. I've worked with some kick ass hackers at Yahoo!

 

16. I can type 50 words per minute with auto spell correct.

  

I'm passing on this to some of you, play the game !

    

My usual weight is around 165 lb, so I need to loose a bit of weight. In previous years I would not even worry about it, in fact the weight would be gone as soon as I started coaching and running right after the holidays. But as we get older it becomes more difficult, the knees hurt a little longer when you run and the metabolism is a bit slower, so this year is the Year of Living Healthy.

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John Frederick Herring, Sr. (1795 - 1865) was a Victorian English painter, sign maker, and coachman, famous for his depictions of racehorses and agricultural scenes. His works depicted equestrian events in warm hues with smooth, sensitive strokes, as well as other farm animals including cows, ducks, and goats.

 

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Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things will be added to you.

Matthew 6:33

 

My resolution: To seek Him more.

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August Macke (1887–1914) was one of the leading members of the famous German Expressionist group Der Blaue Reiter along with Wassily Kandinsky. His works utilized a combination of simplified forms and abstract patchwork colors to create vibrant portraits, landscape, still life, and animal paintings.

 

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50018 'Resolution' is stabled outside the shed at Laira depot on Saturday 2 February 1991.

Title.

Got a resolution.

(Nikon Coolpix 8700 shot)

Manhattan. New York. USA. 2007. … 2 / 7

Images.

Ellegarden – Sliding Door

youtu.be/rM1D8SikWsk?si=FGa2sAIckb49jvoi

 

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My New Novel

B♭ (B Flat)

I'm sharing parts of it—maybe this is Part 6?

If you have a moment, please take a look. 😄

(Of course, this is not the final draft.)

 

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Scene: Domino Park, Sunday

Ana, Mika, Amir, and the children

The morning sun still cast its light at an angle across the riverside grass.

Ana and Mika were holding a workshop on a cloth spread out in a quiet corner of Domino Park. Together with the children, they gathered “fragments of memory”—sketchbooks and colored pencils, old magazines, dry leaves, acrylic paints. It was as if the lawn itself had gently laid out pieces of time gone by.

“Nadia, where did you find that photo?”

“In a box of my grandma’s things. Everything inside was all brown.”

“But it’s beautiful. Look—here…”

Ana crouched down and pointed to the edge of the sepia-toned photograph with Nadia. Reina paused what she was doing and drew closer.

Reina’s gentle eyes gazed intently at Nadia’s photograph.

“What kind of sound do you think this makes?”

Her murmur wasn’t tracing the surface of the paper, but rather searching deep into a world beyond it—a silent place only she could sense.

Nadia tilted her head slightly.

“...Sound?”

“Yeah. This brown part goes crackle-crackle. And this shadow... maybe the sound of wind stopping far away.”

Reina traced the darkest part of the photo with her finger and closed her eyes.

“When my dad disappeared, Mom said she heard the fridge stop humming. She said... sometimes the sound of something stopping is louder than when it’s there.”

She stood quietly and walked over to the paints. Mixing a little blue and a little black, she created a muted, dusty navy. She touched her brush lightly to the sketchbook, then softened the color with her fingertip.

“This is the sound after.”

What she drew looked like the trail of a shooting star. It was the lingering echo of a sound that had been silenced—something that had risen from deep within her and taken form.

Mika stepped in gently and asked, “What kind of sound is that?”

Reina didn’t smile, but her face softened.

“Maybe… the sound of Grandma trying not to cry.”

“Do you think your grandma was holding her tears back?”

Ana asked this as she smiled at Reina.

What Reina had gathered was the sound of a memory too fragile to become words.

Ana and Mika worked as Community Art Facilitators (CAF), engaging with children’s centers and senior homes. They helped orphans who had lost their parents and elderly people who had lost their youth to give shape to their memories—passing them on in a visible form.

Their goal was not to create “finished artworks,” but to make visible the passage of someone who once lived here.

—To rescue light that slipped through open palms,

to weave what remained in the net of memory,

to thread together words that were never spoken—

Arjun, Ana’s partner with whom she lived, never once opposed her work. In fact, he encouraged it. One time, Ana had asked him why he never said anything about her unstable career.

“Money? Anyone can earn that. But to create something… that’s impossible for most. Only you can do that.”

That was the moment Ana decided to share her life with him.

From beyond the dew-kissed grass at the far end of the park, a man slowly approached. His silhouette, lit from behind, looked hesitant—yet each step was sure.

It was Amir.

The children were scattered across the grass, each one quietly trying to bring “someone” from their inner world to the surface of the page. A still heat hung in the sketchbooks, along with time yet unspoken.

Amir picked up their glances one by one as he walked, finally stopping beside a young girl.

Nadia.

She kept moving her colored pencils, pretending not to notice him. She was silently pasting fragments of an old photograph onto black paper—shadows of a family whose faces were missing. Beside them, she’d painted a tiny red house.

Amir looked at it for a while, then crouched down.

“...Where is that house?”

His voice was soft. Nadia traced the red roof with her finger.

“It’s… where I used to live. But no one’s there now.”

Her voice was so quiet, it almost blended with the sound of the wind.

After a pause, Amir pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket.

“I drew one too—a house no one lives in anymore. Want to see it?”

He held out a brown-ink sketch. The door was slightly ajar, revealing nothing inside. Only the window had curtains.

Nadia took it and studied it silently. At last, she spoke.

“This window… looks like it’s open.”

Amir gave a surprised little smile.

“If that’s how it looks to you, then maybe that’s what it is.”

Ana was watching from a short distance away.

Amir’s back said nothing, but Nadia’s expression had softened, just a little.

“Good morning. Don’t you think this is a bit much for coincidence?”

Ana said with a smile, yesterday’s events tucked quietly behind her words. Amir replied with a rueful grin.

“Morning. Yeah, it’s not a coincidence. I’ve been watching you. My place is just around here.”

Ana laughed at his words and glanced over at Nadia.

“She rarely talks. Not even to Mika or me.”

With the East River at his back, Amir leaned against the railing. The breeze running along the river ruffled his hair.

“Sometimes you love something so much, you keep quiet.”

He tossed the words gently toward Ana, who leaned on the railing beside him.

“I’ll write that in my notebook,” she said.

Ana looked across the East River. Manhattan’s skyline, still half-asleep, floated faintly in the soft morning light. The buildings across the river stood silent, casting their shadows on the water as if last night’s chaos had been quietly swept away.

Some high-rises already shimmered with reflections. A thin wisp of steam rose from a chimney.

The steel arch of the Williamsburg Bridge lay between Brooklyn and Manhattan, catching the light with a dull glint.

The river breeze brushed their skin, carrying with it the faint metallic scent of salt and iron.

In the distance, a ship’s horn sounded. The morning sun flickered in patches across the water.

Behind the park rose the tower of One Domino Square—a symbol of redevelopment—slicing into the clouds.

On this Sunday morning, just awakened, the voices of children mixed quietly with the murmuring river.

This wasn’t just a backdrop. It was alive. A breathing piece of the map.

Then Ana noticed something swaying on the far side of the current.

At first, she thought it was just a plastic bag. But it floated, sank, and floated again, slowly drawing nearer.

It was cloth.

White, coarse, with a strangely sacred texture. Along the edge, faint embroidery—Arabic, perhaps. Beneath the cloth was the shape of a human body. The head sank gently, arms and legs folded as if in sleep.

The river breeze shifted.

Amid the salt, a trace of metal and blood drifted faintly through the air.

The body drifted slowly, then snagged on the reeds near the shore of Domino Park and stopped.

“...What is that?”

Ana asked, but Amir gave no reply. He just stared at the water.

The edge of the cloth lifted in the breeze, revealing the man’s cheek—pale, stiff, and yet, somehow, peaceful.

So still, it was as if he were still dreaming.

Professor Zakaria Haddad—

Ana would not learn his name until some time later.

  

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My new novel:

B♭ (B-flat)

There’s still more to come. 😃

(This is not the final draft.)

Set in New York City.

 

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Soundtrack.

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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:

youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV

  

iTunes Playlist Link::

music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD

  

Notes

1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"

•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.

•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).

•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.

•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.

2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing

youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K

3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally

youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT

  

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Title.

Got a resolution.

 

( Nikon coolpix8700 shot )

  

マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2007. … 2 / 7

  

Images.

Ellegarden - Sliding Door

youtu.be/rM1D8SikWsk?si=FGa2sAIckb49jvoi

 

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

  

部分的に公開しています。第6弾?

お時間があればどうぞ😄

(もちろん最終稿ではありません。)

 

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場面 ドミノパーク 日曜日 アナ、カナ アミール 子供たち

 

 朝の陽射しが、川べりの芝をまだ斜めに照らしていた。

 アナとミカは、ドミノパークの一角に敷いた布の上で、子どもたちと「記憶の紙片」を集めるワークショップを開いていた。スケッチブックと色鉛筆、古い雑誌、乾いた葉っぱ、アクリル絵の具。公園の芝生には、過ぎ去った時間がそっと並べられているようだった。

「ナディア、その写真、どこで見つけたの?」

「おばあちゃんの遺品の箱。ぜんぶ茶色になってた」

「でも、すごくきれい。ほら、ここ……」

 アナがしゃがみ込み、ナディアと一緒に焦茶の写真の端を指差すと、レイナが手を止めて近づいた。

 レイナの愛くるしい瞳が、ナディアの写真をじっと見つめた。

「これ、なんの音がすると思う?」

 そう呟いた彼女の眼差しは、紙の上を辿るのではなく、紙の向こうにある音のしない世界の奥を探っているようだった。

 問われたナディアは少しだけ首をかしげた。

「……音?」

「うん。茶色いとこが、パリパリって。あと、この影、ちょっと遠くで風が止まった音がする」

 レイナは指で影の濃い部分をなぞり、目を閉じた。

「お父さんがいなくなった時、冷蔵庫が止まった音がしたんだって、お母さんが言ってた。…… 音って、止まる時の方が強くなるんだよ」

 言いながら、レイナはそっと立ち上がり、絵の具のところへ歩いていった。

 彼女は、青と黒を少しずつ混ぜ、くすんだ紺色を作った。スケッチブックに、ふわりとひと筆落とし、指先でその色を軽く引き延ばした。

「これ、音のあと」

 そう言って描いたのは、尾を引いた流れ星のような線だった。レイナの内から湧いたのは、確かに音を止められた余韻で、そこに描かれていた。

 ミカがそっと寄ってきて、「それ、なにの音?」と尋ねると、レイナは笑わず、でもうれしそうにいった。

「たぶん、おばあちゃんが泣かないようにしてた音」

「おばあちゃんは、泣くのを我慢していたのかな」

 アナはそう返しながら、レイナに微笑んだ。

 レイナが拾い上げたのは、“言葉にならなかった記憶の音”だった。

 アナとミカはコミュニティアート・ファシリテーター(CAF)として、児童館や高齢者施設に関与している。両親をなんらかの形で亡くした孤児や高齢者の幼少の頃の記憶を形で留め、次へ伝達してゆく。

 目的は、『完成された芸術作品』ではなく、『ここに生きた誰かの時間』を見えるようにすることだ。

 ーー 手のひらからこぼれ落ちた光を救い、記憶の網目に残ったものを紡ぎ、語られなかった言葉を編む ーー

 アナの活動について、同棲しているアルジュンは、決して反対せず、むしろ、賛成してくれていた。アナは、不安定な職業に何も言わないことを不思議に思って彼に尋ねたことがある。

「お金は、僕にも誰でも稼げる。でも、作品を産むのは無理だ。君にしかできないよ」

 アナが彼との同棲生活を共にしようと決めた瞬間だった。

 パークの奥、まだ朝露を含んだ芝の向こうから、一人の男がゆっくりと歩いてきた。

 光を背にして姿を現したその輪郭は、どこかためらいがちで、それでも確かな歩幅を保っていた。

 アミールだった。

 芝生には、子どもたちが散り散りに座っていた。誰もが自分のなかの“誰か”を、紙の上にそっと浮かび上がらせようとしていた。静かな熱と、まだ語られていない時間が、スケッチブックの上にじっと息を潜めていた。

 アミールは、視線を一つずつ拾いながら歩みを進め、やがて、ひとりの少女のそばで立ち止まった。

 ナディアだった。

 ナディアは気づかないふりをしたまま、色鉛筆を動かし続けていた。

 彼女は言葉を使わずに、古い写真の断片を黒い紙に貼りつけていた。顔が消えた家族の影のようなもの。その横に、赤い絵の具で小さく家を描いていた。

 アミールはしばらくそれを見つめ、しゃがみこんだ。

「……それは、どこにある家?」

 静かに問いかけると、ナディアは指先で赤い屋根をなぞった。

「……前に住んでたところ。でも、今は、誰もいない」

 彼女はそう言ったが、声はごく小さく、風の音と区別がつかないほどだった。

 アミールは、しばし言葉を選ぶように黙ってから、ポケットから折りたたまれた紙を一枚取り出した。

「僕も、描いたことがある。誰もいなくなった家。見せようか?」

 彼が差し出したのは、茶色のペンで描かれた一枚のスケッチだった。ドアが半開きで、内部は見えない。ただ、窓にだけカーテンがかかっていた。

 ナディアはそれを受け取り、じっと見つめた。そして、ようやく口を開いた。

「この窓……開いてるように見える」

 アミールは、驚いたように微笑んだ。

「そう見えたなら、きっとそうなんだよ」

 そのとき、アナは少し離れた場所からその光景を見ていた。

 アミールの背中は何も語らなかったが、ナディアの表情が少しだけやわらいでいた。

「おはよう。偶然にしては重なりすぎない?」

 アナは昨日の出来事を潜ませ、笑顔でアミールへ話しかけた。アミールは口元を緩めて、苦笑いで返した。

「おはよう。そう、偶然じゃない。僕はずっと君を見ていた。僕の家はこの近所だけどね」

 アナは、彼の言葉に笑いながら、ナディアとのやりとりを確認した。

「ナディアは、滅多に口を開かないわ。ミカやわたしにも」

 アミールは、イーストリバーを背にして、手すりに腰を預けた。川面につたってやってきた風が彼の前髪を揺らした。

「大好きすぎて、口を閉ざすこともあるよ」

 手すりに肘をつき、川を眺めるアナに、彼はそっと言葉を投げた。アナは言葉を拾って、

「わたしのノートに書き留めておくわ」

 アナはイーストリバーの向こうに目を落とした。まだ眠気の残るマンハッタンの街並みが淡く浮かんでいる。柔らかい朝の光に照らされて、対岸の建物たちは無言のまま、川面に影を落としている。昨夜の騒ぎがまるで一掃されたかのような静けさだ。

 高層ビルの一部はすでに窓をきらめかせ、煙突からは細い湯気のような白煙が立ちのぼっていた。

 ウィリアムズバーグ・ブリッジの鋼のアーチが、陽を受けて鈍く光りながら、ブルックリンとマンハッタンのあいだに静かに横たわっている。川風はひんやりと肌を撫で、ほんの少し金属と潮の混じった匂いを運んできた。遠く船の汽笛が鳴り、川面には朝陽がまだらに揺れている。

 公園の背後では、再開発の象徴とも言える One Domino Square のタワーが、雲を切り裂くようにそびえていた。

 日曜日の朝、目を覚ましたばかりの街に、子どもたちの声と川のさざめきが静かに混じり合う。この風景は、ただの背景ではなかった。生きた地図の一部として、確かにここに息づいているのだ。

 アナは、川の流れの向こうに、何かがゆらゆらと揺れているのに気づいた。

 最初はただの白いビニール袋かと思った。だが、それは波とともに浮いたり沈んだりを繰り返し、やがて少しずつこちらへ近づいてきた。

 布だった。

 白く、どこか神聖な手触りを思わせる織りの粗い布だ。縁にうっすらと、アラビア文字のような模様が刺繍されている。布の下には、人のかたちがあった。頭部と思われる部分はゆるやかに沈み、手足は、まるで眠る者のように折りたたまれていた。

 川の風がふっと方向を変えた。

 潮の匂いにまじって、鉄と血の気配が微かに混ざった。

 ゆるやかに流れてきたその遺体は、ちょうどドミノパークの岸辺に近づいたところで、葦の茂みに軽く引っかかり、動きを止めた。

「……あれ、何?」

 アナの問いにアミールは返事をせず、ただ川面を凝視した。

 遺体の布の端がひるがえり、男の片頬がのぞいた。

 青白く、硬直し、しかしどこか穏やかな表情すら残している。あまりに静かで、まるでまだ夢のなかにいるようだった。

 教授、ザカリア・ハッダード──

 それが彼の名前だったのだと、アナが知るのは、まだ少し先のことだった。

  

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僕の新しい小説。

 B♭ (ビーフラット)

 

舞台はニューヨークです。

 

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Soundtrack.

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追記 この小説を多少説明しました。

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メモ

 

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「Bombay型(ボンベイ型、hh型)」

•特徴:通常のABO血液型を持たない(A、B、Oに分類されない)特殊な型。

•発見地:1952年、インド・ムンバイ(旧ボンベイ)で初めて確認。

•発生頻度:インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。

•輸血制限:同じBombay型しか輸血できない。

 

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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』

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Shots fired at Trump rally

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Edward Penfield (1866-1925) was an influential American poster artist, considered as the father of the American poster movement. He was employed as an art editor for Harper’s Weekly, Monthly, and Harper’s Bazaar, where he made posters advertising each issue of the magazine for over seven years. His art was avant-garde with less concern for the dramatic curving lines of Art Nouveau, inspired by Japanese ukiyo-e block prints, figure drawings by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, color lithographies by Jules Chéret, and other contemporary artists. He created simplified scenes of daily life in saturated colors, including horses, cats, sports, and women’s fashion. We have digitally enhanced some of his artworks. They are free to download under the CC0 license.

 

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Sited between Petticoat Lane (Wentworth Street) and Commercial Street on the edge of Whitechapel this new build includes offices for the famous Toynbee Hall housing trust plus brand new up-market stores and cafes which seem to be invading the area.

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Luc-Olivier Merson (1846-1920) was a French artist from Paris, mainly known for his stamp designs. He spent three years in Italy focusing on religious and historical paintings of saints and Catholicism.

 

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The anchor of the Resolution wrecked in strong winds off Waterloo point in 1850, six of seven children from the same family were lost. The anchor was recovered in 1982.

 

I think the odd trail in the stars on the right is the ISS it was very large and fast going overhead to the horizon in less than 5 mins.

I used to make custom motorcycle speedometer faces, (Alien Faces) and this is one that I made for a customer. (These were high resolution printed inserts that was placed OVER your original speedometer face)

He had a WWII P-51 Mustang airplane theme and wanted something fit the theme.

 

We talked about it in e-mail and came up with this, he just had a vague idea as to what he wanted.

 

His motorcycle had a custom paint job on it that had bullet holes and some intentional paint wear, rust, damage, exhaust smudge etc. So, that is what he wanted to continue on this.

 

I know that those with a sharp eye will see that the two gauges have (digitally painted) glass over them. The inner face has broken (digitally painted) glass over it too, AND, not just that, but there was some REAL glass over these. :)

So, that part, while hokey, he loved it, and we both knew it was WAY over the top, but he wanted it that way, so...

 

Also, in real life if those bullet holes were from a German plane, the holes would be larger, so practically NONE of what you see is realistic. (These are .22 caliber size)

 

In my mind I designed this to be like an old plane that was in a plane boneyard and was rusting for years and he came along and saved it. That was how I looked at it, and realism is what I aimed for, although, nothing was realistic in 'real life'. :)

I learned how to do rust, and age things while making this.

 

This was all done in Photoshop after looking online at how planes (especially P-51's) gauges looked. Actually, I couldn't find one, so I looked at other plane gauges and just went with it.

 

He was ex-Air Force so he had to have the Air Force star, and he also wanted the small type in small print about, "War Bird", his bike. (See circular print in the inner ring)

He won some contests with his bike, I saw it in a magazine once.

I did several that were in magazines actually, I had a really good business while it lasted.

(Another guy saw this and wanted one for his bike and he had been a Tomcat pilot, so I made him one for that, I had several pilots actually)

 

Anyway, yeah, it's not realistic, but you just have to open your mind, or, have a shot of tequila, whichever. :)

 

Flickr Lounge ~ Resolutions & Our Daily Challenge ~ My Home Town

 

Continuing to walk on a daily basis, making sure that every walk contains at least one hill is a must for me.

 

Thank you to everyone who pauses long enough to look at my photo. Any comments or Faves are very much appreciated.

50 018 Resolution at Wolfhall hauling 1C36, the 11:23 Paddington - Newquay

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Born in Hangzhou, China, Ding Fuzhi 丁辅之 (1879–1949) was the founding member of Xiling Seal–Carving Association which focused on developing and researching the art of seal, painting, and calligraphy. He is well known for his creation of seals and his paintings of plum blossoms and fruits in which he used a pointillist technique. The same technique, which branched from Impressionism, was developed by Georges Seurat and Paul Signac in 1886. Inspired by pictograms, Ding depicted the characteristics of each fruit by mixing the naive quality of each fruit against the primitive oracle–bone script, while employing very sophisticated colorization. We have digitally enhanced these antique artworks into high–resolution printable quality. They are free to download under the CC0 license.

 

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Network SouthEast liveried 50018 arrives at Bristol Temple Meads in the summer of 1987.

The New Year stands before us like a fresh chapter of a book.

Just set a New Year #resolution to fill your life with love, success, adventures and happiness.

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French painter Louis-Marin Bonnet (1736-1793) was known as one of the best known engravers of 18th century Paris. He was a distinguished artist in the French architectural Rococo period, also known as the late Baroque style movement. He employed avant-garde printing techniques, including white plates on blue paper, and polychrome prints in chalk and pastel, which was inspired by François Boucher. His works “Head of Flora”, “The Charmes of the Morning”, and “Bust of a Woman”, were created through a floral Rococo style. We have digitally enhanced some of his classic works. They are free to download under the CC0 license.

 

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Vintage Map Illustrations.

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Our Daily Challenge 2-8 January :Resolution

 

I hope to actually use these this year and not just have them as a table decoration!

New Year’s resolution comes into play, and for all of us, there’s always room to improve our photography. This year I commit myself to 52 weeks project to improve my photography skills. Wish me luck :)

    

This one is for my little brother .............

I would like to call you today and tell you that I love you. But your old number is no longer active. I tried the operator.... said that he was sorry but that number does not exist. I tried to go to your home but you not live there anymore. The post office claimed that your address not exist ... probably because HEAVEN is too far. I love you and miss so much...you will be forever in my heart!

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Signet.

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Rachael Robinson Elmer (1878-1919) was an American impressionist postcard artist and book illustrator. She was artistically influenced by her art teacher, Childe Hassam. Her impeccable postcard artworks featuring different New York city scenes, became her best-known work, with “Art-lovers’ New York” as the most popular collection. Elmer illustrated with a pioneering impressionist artistic sense, the postcards are a reflection of how much she fell in love with the city from a very young age. We have digitally enhanced her magnificent postcard set and made them available to download for free under the CC0 license.

 

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