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Santa stood at the gate but his call went unheeded!
Rudolf and friends preferred grass freshly seeded.
Entered in the Award Tree Challenge "Holiday Creations"
and the Shock of the New Challenge "Colourful Christmas"
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Dublin
Work throughout his life to access to glory and history and then, just statued, receive gull dropping as offering for eternity
Travailler une vie durant pour accéder à la gloire et la postérité et à peine statufié, recevoir les chiures des mouettes en guise d'offrandes pour l'éternité
A natural fortress, Black Mesa was the scene of dramatic events in 1694, when Pueblo warriors encamped on its summit withstood a months-long Spanish siege. That conflict was the culmination of what is known today as the Pueblo Revolt, an indigenous uprising that began on August 10, 1680.
Inspired by "Petite Angèle" by Monsieur Balavoine...<3
and probably ... hum ...
"Faut vraiment que je dise à Angèle
Qu'ici c'est la révolution
Que tous les mômes foutent en l'air les poubelles
De la région
Qu'elle prenne sa bécane qu'elle sorte de chez elle
Qu'elle laisse tomber son feuill'ton
Pour me donner sur ces jeux rebelles
Une explication
Oh
Mais Angèle
Oh
Angèle me dit qu'il faut que je comprenne
Qu'ils ont forcément leurs raisons
Ils veulent savoir vers quoi on les entraîne
Et qui ils sont
C'est normal que ça leur pose un problème
Vu que PERSONNE ne leur répond
Angèle me dit qu'il faut que je comprenne
Leur réaction
Oh
Mais Angèle
Oh
{...}
Oh
Ma petite Angèle
Oh
C'est une gamine qui n'a que la quinzaine
Laisse exploser ses émotions
Par son goût de la révolte sans haine
Et ses passions
La jeunesse est une douleur si ancienne
En manque de compréhension
Qu'on devrait tous avoir pour Angèle de l'adoration
Reviens mon Angèle
Oh
{...}
Oh, oh, oh, Angèle
La, la, la,
La, la,la,
Oh, oh, oh"
The information about this sculpture was covered up for some reason. My best guess, though, is that it is by Alexander Liberman.
Le hameau des Bournas, à l'écart de la départementale qui monte de Gap au col de la Sentinelle, n'est constitué que de quelques bâtiments et hangars où la nature est sur le point de reprendre ses droits. Ainsi cette vieille faucheuse placée autrefois au bord du chemin est peu à peu engloutie par une dense végétation. Elle qui autrefois ne laissait place qu'à l'herbe rase se trouve submergée par la horde véhémente des buissons pressés de faire disparaître cette ennemie tombée dans l'entrelacs de leurs tiges en croissance.
“Some women get erased a little at a time, some all at once. Some reappear. Every woman who appears wrestles with the forces that would have her disappear. She struggles with the forces that would tell her story for her, or write her out of the story, the genealogy, the rights of man, the rule of law. The ability to tell your own story, in words or images, is already a victory, already a revolt.”
― Rebecca Solnit, Men Explain Things to Me
Elijah Page was murdered yesterday, July 11, by the state of South Dakota, being the first person to be executed there in 60 years.
I want to remember once again all Men Women and Child on death row all over the World !!! i have tears of revolt today because …. my life is You !!!
We cannot change the past but we have the duty to change the Future !!!
it's our responsibility, you see ....
the future is right Tomorrow !!!
Kill Death Penalty NOW !!!
From Giants in the Earth by O.E. Rolvaag:
She had been lying awake a long time; sleep would not come. Her thoughts drifted.
All night long as she tossed in bed, bitter revolt raged within her. They should not stay here through the winter! As soon as Per Hansa came home they must start on the journey back east; he, too ought to be able to see by this time that they would all become wild beasts if they remained her much longer.
Everything human in them would gradually be blotted out. They saw nothing, learned nothing. It would be even worse for their children - and what of their children's children?
Couldn't he understand that if the Lord God had intended these infinities to be peopled, He would not have left them desolate down through all the ages ... until now, when the end was nearing?
After a while the bitterness of her revolt began to subside; her thoughts became clear and shrewd, she tried to reason out the best way to getting back to civilization. That night she did not sleep at all.
The next morning she got up earlier than usual, kindled the fire, got the breakfast and waked the children. The food was soon prepared; first she poured some water in the pot, put in a spoonful or two of molasses, and added a few pieces of cinnamon; then she cut into bits the cold porridge form last night, and put them into the big bowl; she the sweetened water was hot she poured it over the porridge.
This was all they had - and no one asked for more.
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'Revolt'
Camera: Mamiya RB67
Film: Kodak Tri-X at 1600
Process: HC-110B; 16min
Kansas
July 2025
Dedicated to Die Hard Canonite my friend Michael Morozov of San Diego.
Миша, спасибо за гостепреимство.