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Also a painting on a large concrete block, found at the Honigcomplex in my hometown Nijmegen.
For some reason there is in hole in these blocks, perhaps an easier way to transport them? But anyway, this artist (Dragon?) used it to create a third eye.
Happy Wall Wednesday ;-))
I took this shot circa 1974 with the Pentax K1000 film camera. This photo was scanned from a print. These third graders are hard at work creating three dimensional clay maps of continents and ocean floors as part of a curriculum I helped create and develop.
Third king of Belgium.
King from 1909 - 1934
Albert I died after a fall from the rocks in Marche-les-Dames on February 17, 1934.
Work made from a detail of a frame from the documentary about the city of New York ... I don't remember the author or title ... sorry
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This is Skaga stave church. It is the third stave church at this place - and it dates to 2001.
The original, dated to the 12th century, was built close to an old sacred well from (possibly) pagan times. There are a lot of legends surrounding this little church, more than perhaps trustworthy history, including how the founder of the church (a woman named Skaga) was saved as an infant by a dog when her father wanted her dead and placed her in the woods, and that the church fell out of use after the Black Death and the area was abandoned - that is quite possible, but the legend continues that the church was re-discovered 'several hundred years later'. I wonder how much you would find of a abandoned wooden building several centuries later... Be that as it may, the church stood there until 1826 when it was pulled down. A copy of the medieval church was built in 1957–58 and inaugurated in 1960. But the church burnt down in 2000. Just a year later a third incarnation of the church, the one still present, was opened to the public. (Well, it is open if you come at the right time - when we passed by the place was closed.)
This bus has been retired twice. It used to belong to a school district and later was purchased by a church in Ohio. It now sits on a farm in Indiana awaiting its third adventure. It looks as if most of the seats have been removed, so I'm guessing it will either be used for hauling farm products or awaiting conversion into a "skoolie" (aka school bus motorhome).
1994 Wayne Ford B700 school bus
Near Rexville, Indiana
The third level structure of Angkor Wat seen from the northwestern corner of the second level. The stairway to the third level looks too steep to climb.
There are five prangs (towers) at the third level: four prangs at the four corners and the highest one in the centre representing the mythical mountain of Sumeru (or Meru). The central prang is seen just behind the northwestern prang in front.
New items out @ TDRFusion
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All Eyes on Me Romper is an exclusive and will only be sold at TDR
the additional level of man(-kind) ;-) ...
Sylvia produced such a success with her outstanding Mimikry-photo, which was explored ... so I wanted to show you another one ... ;-) ... albeit more forward :::)))
Catwalk - Gene Davis
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This picture brings back memories but not of a good type. Back in the seventies through the eighties before I could afford a car I use to work in some bad parts of the city and often going home at late hours sometime waiting for a late night train that comes only once a hour in deserted quite stations like this being on a constant guard for, rowdy drunks gang bangers and crazies back when there were no electronic signs to tell you when the next train was coming and then you would the hear the raucous screams of a group belligerent trouble makers entering the station and having to decide what to do next. Not fun times.