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Book about the issues faced by children raised overseas (by parents who had jobs overseas), who then come back to their "passport country" and have to deal with incredible feelings of unacknowledged loss, questions of identity and the search for a place to belong. These are the very reasons that motivated me to write my own story so it was eery to only just now be hearing about a whole population of people called Third Culture Kids (TCKs) and Adult Third Culture Kids (ATCKs). As if I didn't have enough subcultures to contend with. I heard the term two weeks ago when I gave a talk to a book club that had just read my book. Then, last week, my Canadian raised, Malaysian editor linked me to the TCK organization via facebook and I've been immersed in this material since.
The book divides these kids into roughly three categories 1) Missioinary Kids (MKs), 2) Military Brats and 3) International Business families. Except for the MKs these were the kids I went to school with or who lived in my neighborhood in Bangkok (BKK). I would also add the category of nomadic academics since my best friend Pippa's father was a professor and that is also a common job overseas. The book claims that the term also includes biracial and bicultural children, but then doesn't give more than a mention to those stories, which left me feeling like here was another case of Americans looking out for their own or first world, white, Europeans anyway. But I won't quibble.
The key issue and the source of our pain, as it were, is that we were all subject to a highly cross-cultural experience during our developmental years which was later taken away. Cultures that were not the experience of our parents (or one of them, as in my case). There was also the burden of being physically different thus being seen as the outsider (not so true for me in Thailand, but definitely true when I came to US). Then there's the incomplete multi-lingual aspect of being able to speak and not read one language or some complex combination that will later need explaining when people ask where you are from. We are also highly mobile, used to traversing the world often enough to have a favorite seat on the plane. Needless to say fear of flying is not one of our issues.
Two more similarities startled me. We are predominantly part of a privileged community ie: servants, chauffeurs and perks were part of our life. The military brats living across the street from me had access to American movies that their father, who was in charge of entertaining the troops, showed in their living room during a cocktail party. (Island of the Blue Dolphins which disturbed me immensely, at age 5, because she shot the wolf; I watched until it recovered.) It took 3 years for only the most popular movies to get to BKK otherwise. They also got to shop at the PX thus I became acquainted with a chocolate bar called Hersheys. (Chocolate was not a known confection in Thailand until ice cream introduced.) My privilege came from the wealth that could afford to send my father to England to get his Ph.D. and me to private English speaking schools to hang with these others. TCKs also know they will be repatriated to their passport country. I knew I was being groomed by my education to be emigrated which is not quite same thing, but similar sense of destiny.
The other was that we are conscious of representing a system greater than ourselves whether it be the military, or the church or Foremost ice cream or some other multi-national that sponsored the parental job. This was not my thing so much, but I did feel that I represented the love between two races, two nationalities and that whole UN thing of wanting world peace or, you know, you are just not going to be able to function and get back to see all your friends. I was proud to read of the young Americans returning to their home country and being appalled at the ignorance of their school friends who just did not care that there was a war going on in Bosnia or what. This is why TCKs so embrace Obama as one of them. He who understands, on a visceral level, why we have to get it right as a nation in the world.
This book unearthed a new way to look at my history and it named some of the things that are still issues now and in fact would be helpful to discuss like my inability to commit to anything further into the future than next month for fear that it will all change. And for good. Entire countries lost. Friends never to be seen again, etc. etc.
The benefits far outweigh these issues on an intellectual and experiential level, which is why the emotions are so in denial because it sounds like so much whining by privileged people. We are also adept at meeting new people, finding common ground, discerning dramatically different worldviews as well as subtle differences in perspective and fully immersing in what's going on now. On the surface we are also good at saying goodbye and moving on, but we carry several lifetimes of ghosts. People who flickered in and out of our world. Just like you all on flickr. Ha.
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Gujjars of Jammu & Kashmir
In the Indian state of Jammu & Kashmir, the concentration of Gujjars is observed in the districts of Rajouri and Poonch, followed by, Ananatnag, Udhampur and Doda districts. It is believed that Gujjars migrated to Jammu and Kashmir from Gujarat (via Rajasthan) and Hazara district of NWFP.Another group called Bakarwal (or Bakerwal) belongs to the same ethnic stock as the Gujjars, and inter-marriages freely take place among them.
The Gujjars and the Bakarwals in Jammu and Kashmir were notified as the Scheduled Tribes vide the Constitution (Scheduled Tribes) Order (Amendment) Act, 1991.According to the 2001 Census of India, Gujjar is the most populous scheduled tribe in J&K, having a population of 763,806. Around 99.3 per cent population of Gujjar and Bakarwal in J&K follow Islam. But according to local NGO namely Tribal Research And Cultural Foundation, Gujjars constitute more than 20% of total population of the State.
The Gujjars of Jammu and Kashmir in 2007 demanded to treat this tribal community as a linguistic minority in the State and provide constitutional safeguards to their language Gojri. They also impressed upon the state government to take up the matter with Delhi for inclusion of Gojri in the list of official languages of India.
In 2002, some Gujjars and Bakarwals in J&K demanded a separate state (Gujaristan) for Gujjar and Bakerwal communities, under the banner of All India Gujjar Parishad.
Baslow Edge
One of several Gritstone Edges in Derbyshire and part of the Dark Peak (or High Peak) area which is the higher northern part of the Peak District located in Derbyshire and South Yorkshire.
The Dark Peak is so called because (in contrast to the White Peak), the underlying limestone is covered by a cap of Millstone Grit. This gritstone covering means that in the winter months the soil is almost always saturated with water.
The land is largely uninhabited moorland plateaux where almost any depression is filled with sphagnum bogs and black peat.
Baslow Edge sits above the village of Baslow at the eastern edge of the Peak District National Park and is part of an almost continuous line of Edges (cliffs) running from Stanage Edge at the northern end down to Birchen Edge at the southern end.
These gritstone Edges dominate the Derwent valley and walking along them provides stunning views of the Derwent valley and further afield.
The only way to Baslow Edge from Baslow is via a steep uphill climb, but once up there walkers, mountain bikers and horse riders are rewarded with stunning view across the surrounding countryside and towards the Chatsworth Estate beyond.
All the Derbyshire edges are popular with climbers and Baslow Edge is no exception.
This is a view looking north, along Baslow Edge, towards the magnificent Curbar Edge.
The third supermoon of the year. The two previous were visible in October and November. This particular Supermoon is also known as the Cold Moon given the time of year it appears. The weather earlier in the day made the sighting somewhat questionable, given the rain and cloud that was about. Fortunately the sky proved once again favourable when it mattered.
Perhaps the most well know principle of photographic composition is the ‘Rule of Thirds‘.
It’s one of the first things that budding digital photographers learn about in classes on photography and rightly so as it is the basis for well balanced and interesting shots.
I will say right up front however that rules are meant to be broken and ignoring this one doesn’t mean your images are necessarily unbalanced or uninteresting. However a wise person once told me that if you intend to break a rule you should always learn it first to make sure your breaking of it is all the more effective!
What is the Rule of Thirds?
The basic principle behind the rule of thirds is to imagine breaking an image down into thirds (both horizontally and vertically) so that you have 9 parts. As follows.
As you’re taking an image you would have done this in your mind through your viewfinder or in the LCD display that you use to frame your shot.
With this grid in mind the ‘rule of thirds’ now identifies four important parts of the image that you should consider placing points of interest in as you frame your image.
Not only this - but it also gives you four ‘lines’ that are also useful positions for elements in your photo.
The theory is that if you place points of interest in the intersections or along the lines that your photo becomes more balanced and will enable a viewer of the image to interact with it more naturally. Studies have shown that when viewing images that people’s eyes usually go to one of the intersection points most naturally rather than the center of the shot - using the rule of thirds works with this natural way of viewing an image rather than working against it.
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"Savannah (/səˈvænə/ sə-VAN-ə) is the oldest city in the U.S. state of Georgia and is the county seat of Chatham County. Established in 1733 on the Savannah River, the city of Savannah became the British colonial capital of the Province of Georgia and later the first state capital of Georgia. A strategic port city in the American Revolution and during the American Civil War, Savannah is today an industrial center and an important Atlantic seaport. It is Georgia's fifth-largest city, with a 2020 U.S. Census population of 147,780. The Savannah metropolitan area, Georgia's third-largest, had a 2020 population of 404,798.
Each year, Savannah attracts millions of visitors to its cobblestone streets, parks, and notable historic buildings. These buildings include the birthplace of Juliette Gordon Low (founder of the Girl Scouts of the USA), the Georgia Historical Society (the oldest continually operating historical society in the South), the Telfair Academy of Arts and Sciences (one of the South's first public museums), the First African Baptist Church (one of the oldest African-American Baptist congregations in the United States), Temple Mickve Israel (the third-oldest synagogue in the U.S.), and the Central of Georgia Railway roundhouse complex (the oldest standing antebellum rail facility in the U.S.).
Savannah's downtown area, which includes the Savannah Historic District, its 22 parklike squares, and the Savannah Victorian Historic District, is one of the largest National Historic Landmark Districts in the United States (designated by the U.S. government in 1966). Downtown Savannah largely retains the original town plan prescribed by founder James Oglethorpe (a design now known as the Oglethorpe Plan). During the 1996 Summer Olympics hosted by Atlanta, Savannah held sailing competitions in the nearby Wassaw Sound." - info from Wikipedia.
The fall of 2022 I did my 3rd major cycling tour. I began my adventure in Montreal, Canada and finished in Savannah, GA. This tour took me through the oldest parts of Quebec and the 13 original US states. During this adventure I cycled 7,126 km over the course of 2.5 months and took more than 68,000 photos. As with my previous tours, a major focus was to photograph historic architecture.
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If you are one third buried, it may not have been a good decision to drive this close to the water. Clearly, this guy thought he was amphibious. I didn't have the heart to photograph his whole family trudging down the beach with all their gear. Picnic........change of plans.
There were about ten tractors down the beach a ways, that had hauled sailboats down to the water. I am sure one of them came to the rescue.
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Many thanks for your visits and comments. I thought something a little light, a remnant of summer, would bring a smile in the middle of the week. Happy Wednesday everyone.
I finally made my pilgrimage to the mythical third hippie house today. I'd heard rumblings of it for months, a forgotten connection to the past, just down the road from its far more famous neighbors. As the nearest explorer, it seemed wrong that I hadn't been here, just a five minute drive from home. I'd attempted a visit early in autumn, but a black bear was busy feeding on blackberries, bedded down in the driveway. I decided to give him space until later in the season. I didn't know it then, but I was just a few paces from the structure, hidden in the young growth and leaf cover.
Now the berries have long since shriveled, and the wildlife slipped away to deeper, warmer burrows. On this icy afternoon, I brought some long-handled trimmers to cut away the closest alders, unmasking what's left of this strange little house. Forty-five minutes of work unveiled an improbable structure, nearly as long as tall, and not very wide at all. The doors and windows are long since missing, probably repurposed elsewhere before I was born. The signs of overgrowth are untouched; the floors are rotten, but the frame still holds. Most of the hippies and draft dodgers are long since gone, but their memories linger, forgotten in the forest.
November 8, 2018
Arlington, Nova Scotia
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I posted a photo on here some time ago of a Clowes Coaches minibus on this stretch of road and mentioned that I waited for Bakers 423 service, to no avail, then as the sun was in the right place for a photo, since then in the last spell of suny weather I waited in the same spot for the 423, only for it not too show again. Today however I finally got lucky and it appeared dead on time (so it took me a little by surprise!), Mercedes-Benz Vario/Plaxton beaver 2 V723GGE (183) is seen hurrying along top road bound for Biddulph Moor and Biddulph on a 423, 24/07/2012.
Now I know theres a good chance it will turn up Il have to revisit the same location but try to get in a better position.
Third Street, looking North from Olive Street, showing St. Louis Intelligencer Office. Daguerreotype by Thomas M. Easterly, ca. 1854. Missouri History Museum Photographs and Prints Collections. Thomas Easterly Collection. N17035.
The third and final day of the 2022 WonderCon. Time flew by too fast. It was great seeing photographer and Cosplayer friends and shooting with a bunch of new faces. Is it time for WonderCon 2023 yet?
I've been wanting to shoot the gold buildings in Southfield for a while, and was over there for a job yesterday, so did. Just after I took this, a security guard came out of the building and told me it is illegal to take pictures of the building. I didn't even have my tripod with me!
I laughed and told him that he was wrong, and that he was welcome to call the police if he felt so inclined. Why do security guards dislike cameras so much?
I toyed with posting this in B&W, but it was the gold that brought me there, so I'm leaving it as is.
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On our second day in Jasper, it was a wet morning but by midday it was starting to clear so we headed to the Valley of the Five Lakes for a hike. It is a short distance from Jasper on the Icefields Parkway.
Oil painting on cotton, wall hanging. One of a series of large symbols used for meditation or contemplation
Front view. Featuring a motorcyclist.
EDIT 2017-07-20: This unit has been replaced by Daewoo BF106 in Santarosa Exfoh coachwork.
huge shell symbolizing third eye, on the forehead of 15m tall statue of maitreya buddha. view on black @ better view
the third eye is esoterically often referred to as the “eye of consciousness” for it is with the “third eye of consciousness” that we all in truth really see and perceive the many dimensions and levels of reality!
in hinduism and buddhism, the third eye is a symbol of enlightenment. the third eye is the ajna chakra (sixth chakra). this is commonly denoted in Indian and east asian iconography with a dot, eye or mark on the forehead of deities or enlightened beings, such as shiva, the buddha, or any number of yogis, sages and bodhisattvas. this symbol is called the "third eye" or "eye of wisdom", or in buddhism, the urna. In hinduism, it is believed that the opening of shiva's third eye is the end of the universe.
must read all about 3rd eye @ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Third_eye
see more BUDDHA images here.