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Part of the 19th Century Georgian area of Beamish Museum contains Joe the quilters cottage. Here, inside the cottage, a Georgian lady passes the time before getting on with the next of the many survival tasks required for day-to-day living in the rural 1800's
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i think i have a problem , i think i think too much.---
not the best pic but i still like it.
and its different from what i do.
i was just experimenting with the light at the hotel and a friend snap this.
its 2:50 am. and i have school tomorrow. i dont know what im thinking!
i'll go to bed :)
DDC-A Moment Of Silence
It was very peaceful this morning. Shizandra was resting. It was in the high 20's without a wind and that sun was shining brightly.
I know that almost every single self-portrait of mine isn't perfect…actually it's pretty shitty…I know. I don't call myself a photographer, nor even an amateur photographer. I just like taking pictures. But I take a photo of myself every single day - 365 - just for myself. It's because that when I start something I usually give up pretty soon and now I'm on the day 107 (I haven't uploaded it, yet) and I feel like "omg, I haven't given up, yet". You know, I tried to do 365 like a year ago but I gave up. I disappointed myself. And I try to learn how to be patient, not to give up everything! And that's pretty much why my photos are not excellent. I don't have a time for thinking about perfect background, theme and other stuff every day and that's why my photos look like they were made in a few seconds…because they were. But I still haven't given up and I feel like a winner everyday for taking a self-portrait.
I'm in a senior year on high school and I'm going to graduate in March, April and May 2013 so I must study hard if I want to go to university. There is a different school system in Slovakia (may make a post about it later). I even broke up with my boyfriend like 2 months ago because of school. Well, not only because of school (he's a prick, like I found out a few weeks ago) - honestly guys, it's really lame to tell a girl you used to love that you'll hit her - so now I can totally focus on school….who am I kidding, I met a nice guy a few days ago and things are looking nice with him so wish me luck :)
The actual meaning of this post was to apologize for shitty "365". So sorry guys, but I don't have a lot of free time and when I finally have one, I want to enjoy it with my friends and family, not always taking pictures of me :) Maybe when I graduate and improve my photography skills, you'll be finally able to see some super-duper cool photos. For now, it's the way it is. I hope you'll understand my current situation and you'll support me. Trust me, I need it more than you think.
Hope you all have a nice day/night
Love,
Simona
Projected Contest Entry
Subject: Seasons
Award: 4th Place
Sharon Woods park in the Hamilton County Park District of Cincinnati, Ohio. The local Winter weather has been pretty cold and/or unpleasant lately. The Snakedoctor is hibernating and I haven't been shooting much myself. So, my thoughts have been turning to Spring when I hope I'll be outside and more actively photographing. This shot may put me in the mood before then.
by ‘ek it’s parky this morning!
thought i’d post a summery shot today!
(PLEASE NO AWARDS OR PICTURES OR FLASHY BADGES)
This perfectly reflects what I would call my thoughts in my head, kind of all over the place today. So much to do, so little time and worry about not being able to get it all done.
I am off to shoot my husbands car as he is getting ready to part with it :(, it's been his "baby" for more then 5 years. I am sad and I am glad *more time for me* :P
I am sure I will be posting some of them here shortly.
See you soon :D
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In a dystopian 1984, Winston Smith endures a squalid existence in the totalitarian superstate of Oceania under the constant surveillance of the Thought Police. The story takes place in London, the capital city of the territory of Airstrip One (formerly "either England or Britain").
Winston works in a small office cubicle at the Ministry of Truth, rewriting history in accordance with the dictates of the Party and its supreme figurehead, Big Brother. A man haunted by painful memories and restless desires, Winston is an everyman who keeps a secret diary of his private thoughts, thus creating evidence of his thoughtcrime — the crime of independent thought, contrary to the dictates and aims of the Party.
His life takes a fatal turn when he is accosted by a fellow Outer Party worker — a mysterious, bold-looking girl named Julia — and they begin an illicit affair. Their first meeting takes place in the remote countryside where they exchange subversive ideas before having sex. Shortly after, Winston rents a room above a pawn shop (in the supposedly safe proletarian area) where they continue their liaison. Julia — a sensual, free-spirited young woman — procures contraband food and clothing on the black market, and for a brief few months they secretly meet and enjoy an idyllic life of relative freedom and contentment together.
It comes to an end one evening, with the sudden raid of the Thought Police. They are both arrested and it's revealed that there is a telescreen hidden behind a picture on the wall in their room, and that the proprietor of the pawn shop, Mr. Charrington, is a covert agent of the Thought Police. Winston and Julia are taken away to be detained, questioned and brutally "rehabilitated", separately. Winston is brought to the Ministry of Love, where O'Brien, a high-ranking member of the Inner Party whom Winston had previously believed to be a fellow thoughtcriminal and agent of the resistance movement led by the archenemy of the Party, Emmanuel Goldstein, systematically tortured him.
O'Brien instructs Winston about the state's true purpose and schools him in a kind of catechism on the principles of doublethink — the practice of holding two contradictory thoughts in the mind simultaneously. For his final rehabilitation, Winston is brought to Room 101, where O'Brien tells him he will be subjected to the "worst thing in the world", designed specifically around Smith's personal phobias. When confronted with this unbearable horror — which turns out to be a cage filled with wild rats — Winston's psychological resistance finally and irretrievably breaks down, and he hysterically repudiates his allegiance to Julia. Now completely subjugated and purged of any rebellious thoughts, impulses, or personal attachments, Winston is restored to physical health and released.
In the final scene, Winston returns to the Chestnut Tree Café, where he had previously seen the rehabilitated thoughtcriminals Jones, Aaronson and Rutherford (themselves once prominent but later disgraced members of the Inner Party) who have since been "vaporized" and rendered unpersons. While sitting at the chess table, Winston is approached by Julia, who was similarly "rehabilitated". They share a bottle of Victory Gin and impassively exchange a few words about how they have betrayed each other. After she leaves, Winston watches a broadcast of himself on the large telescreen confessing his "crimes" against the state and imploring forgiveness of the populace.
Upon hearing a news report declaring the Oceanian army's utter rout of the enemy (Eurasian)'s forces in North Africa, Winston looks at the still image of Big Brother that appears on the telescreen, then turns away and almost silently says "I love you" - a phrase that he and Julia repeatedly used during their relationship, indicating the possibility that he still loves Julia. However, he could also be declaring his love for Big Brother instead. The novel unambiguously ends with the words: "He loved Big Brother," whereas the movie seems to deliberately allow for either interpretation. Earlier, during Winston's conversation with Julia in the rented room, he stated that "if they can make me change my feelings, they can stop me from loving you, that would be real betrayal". In the final scene, the "real betrayal" has therefore either been committed or averted, depending on whether the "you" that Winston loves is Big Brother or Julia.
Thought this was kinda neat. Oscar inside a dumpster lol. Ran into this photo a friend took during a parade and uploaded on Facebook. This is an older 90's WhiteGMC with a Wittke Body. I did a bit of maintenance work on this truck when i was in grade 12 Doing work experience in a Diesel Shop. Glad to see its still working hard. Very nice sounding and still pretty fast for an old truck.
From the May 2016 trip to Thailand and Cambodia:
Ta Keo was the first “lesser” temple we visited. It’s quite near Ta Prohm (just northwest of it). It was built in the Khleang style from the late 10th (975 A.D.) to the early 11th century. This temple is similar to Bakheng and Pre Rup in that it’s a bit of a “temple mountain.” (I didn’t have the heart to climb to the top, though it’s really not terribly high; I was just exhausted from the heat.) It was commissioned by Jayavarman V and later worked on by Jayaviravarman. The current restoration to Ta Keo is being funded in large part by the government of the People’s Republic of China.
It’s an interesting temple in that it’s built entirely of sandstone. It’s also an incomplete temple. Construction was stopped just as the carvings were begun. Currently, I think it’s quite photogenic in part due to its location and also because it’s purely sandstone. I would imagine this temple photographs extremely well in both early-morning or late afternoon light. We were here in mid- to late-morning, so didn’t see it at its visual best, though I still enjoyed seeing Ta Keo all the same. You can easily and comfortably visit this temple in an hour…two, if you really want to look at every corner of the place.
Well, this is it. Save for a return flight to Bangkok on Tuesday, May 17 (a formality, really, just to pick up the return flight to China on the 18th…and no shoots on the 17th in Bangkok), Siem Reap/Angkor Wat is the last stop – and the one I was most looking forward to.
The flight over was pretty uneventful, though amusing. At Phnom Penh International Airport, we checked in at the gate, then went outside and hopped on a bus to take us to the plane…which was literally less than 100 meters away. That amused me to no end. A quick, comfortable 45 minute flight on the prop jet later – over completely black terrain; it seems the countryside is either sparsely populated, or electricity is a premium, but we may as well have been flying over a moonless ocean – brought us to Siem Reap (which, I’m glad to say, had lights). Siem Reap is the small town (and it’s basically a tourist/party kind of town where it’s great to go out at night after spending a full day in the sweltering hot sun. It’s about 10 kilometers south of Angkor Wat.
In overview, Angkor Wat is the ancient capital of the Khmer kingdom. What remains today are temples…temples…and temples. Hindu temples. Buddhist temples. They were also a people who were animists, so some temples are reminiscent of that system, too.
The detail of the temples is also fascinating. There are more asparas here than you can shake a stick at. Of the roughly 20,000 asparas, only one is shown smiling (baring teeth, that is). It fascinates – and impresses – me that people have done such extensive research and restoration that they know this. Those are the details, though.
A macro view of the Siem Reap area is just as impressive in that these temples are a study of a civilization close to one thousand years old (yet another jaw-dropping aspect of Angkor: the longevity) and their durability. The earliest temples are over a thousand years old, and the most recent are from the 14th century. (If the guide book I bought is correct, they were all built between 790-1307.) What survives today is all original (though there have been reinforcements with stone – many foreign countries support renovations of specific temples; I recall China and India among them). It’s quite obvious to tell what’s old and what’s new in most cases. However, the restorations are all good and necessary. One last note regarding the longevity of these temples is this: If these stone temples are what remained…how impressive must the society have been who created them? (That’s to say…think of the temples, houses, and all that didn’t survive as they were built of wood; these are simply the temples built by the royals or the aristocracy.)
A tour of modern-day Angkor Wat can be done in one or two fairly vigorous days. However, if you’re looking for any classic shots, you’ll want to spend longer here. (Common sense: the more time here, the more chances for good shots.) For this trip – it may be the only time I come here, though you never know – we arrived on a Saturday night and checked into our hotel (My Home Tropical Garden Villa; $20/night)
Siem Reap feels, at first, like a small dusty outpost of a town. The center of town is about four square blocks of small dive restaurants (and a bar street) and slightly pricier restaurants. There is also a night market street, an art street…all in all, it’s quite nice and has a bit of a party feel to it in addition to the endless souvenir stands you would expect. Though we didn’t go out on Saturday night (since we didn’t get checked in until around 9:30 p.m.), we did get a chance to go on Sunday.
Sunday morning was an awfully early start. Before having left Phnom Penh, I jumped on Facebook and, by chance, found and hired a local tuktuk driver, Mao Khvan, for $25/day. He agreed to pick us up at 4:50 a.m. to catch the sunrise at Angkor Wat.
Now, a quick note on tuktuks: almost every single hotel/hostel/guesthouse probably has tuktuks available for hire. Also, when we were picked up at the airport, the taxi driver offered to drive us for the time we were there. In short…it’s a competitive market, and finding a driver for the day will be no problem. $25 may even be slightly pricy (you could probably find a driver for $15-20), however, I was so impressed with Mao’s service that, if I were to return, I’d gladly hire him again. He wasn’t rude or pushy, provides all the ice water you could possibly want to drink, and though he’s not an “official” guide, he’s very, very knowledgeable and made both days pleasant. I even had him take us to the airport the morning we left, and he brought his wife and daughter to meet us. He’s just a genuinely good and decent guy. (For anyone who goes to Angkor Wat, here’s Mao’s contact info if you want to arrange his services ahead of time: www.facebook.com/maotuktuksiemreap/?fref=ts )
Back to the actual touring itself, Angkor is geared towards tourism and they do it well. You can buy an admission ticket for either one, three, or seven days. ($20, $40, or…$60?). It’s also nice because they don’t have to be used in consecutive days (for the three and seven day passes, obviously). The three days can be used in a given week. The seven day pass, within a month.
Conventionally, two days is enough to see the “main” sites (albeit quickly) in about 8 hours each day. There’s a small loop (which we did the first morning) in which we caught the sunrise (not a great one, but…there was one, and it wasn’t terrible, by any stretch) at Angkor Wat, followed by a quick tour of the grounds – but not the temple itself. Afterwards (we were at Angkor Wat from 5:30 until 7:00 or 8:00, I’d say), we hopped back in the tuktuk and headed over to Ta Prohm, about 15-20 minutes away. Ta Prohm is famous for those who are fans of the Lara Croft Tomb Raider movies. (The first, I think. I’m not, so I don’t recall it vividly.) After those two spots – probably two of the three most famous – we went to the Khmer Country Kitchen for a rather nice, relaxing, and cheap breakfast where we spent an hour with the other two members of our group. Around 10:00, we went to our third stop: Ta Keo Temple. In 40 degree heat (roughly 104F), I was feeling a bit too exhausted to climb the somewhat steep stairs to the top of this temple, but I did enjoy the lower area just as well. From Ta Keo, we made a quick stop at two temples (they form a pair): Thommanon and Chau Say Tevoda for about 20 minutes. Between these three, I’d say we spent about an hour. Our last stop of the morning, around high noon, was the Bayon complex of Angkor Thom. Passing through Bayon’s east gate, we stopped for a few quick pictures before going to the main compound of Bayon, which I would say is the the last of the three most-recognizable places here. We spent a good hour, or a little longer, shooting here after which point we were completely spent. Mao would have gladly taken us back to Angkor for sunset, but we actually decided to call it a day around 1:00. 9 hours in high heat was more than enough.
Back at the hotel, we rested, and I enjoyed myself immensely in the swimming pool. In the early evening, we walked about 600 meters to the “happening” part of town where we wandered the various streets and had a rather nice Khmer dinner. After eating and walking off a rather good dinner, we called it a night and headed back to our room. (For what it’s worth, the afternoon sky clouded over quite a bit and I heard we didn’t miss much as far as sunsets go. Mao also told us the following morning that the sunrise was a wash, as was Tuesday morning’s. Perhaps he was just trying to make us feel good.)
Monday morning we gladly skipped the sunrise and had a late start around…10:00. After a good old-fashioned breakfast of a ham & cheese omelet, Mao came by and we spent the second full day on the large loop. The first stop of the day was at Ba Phuon, a lesser temple just north of Bayon in Angkhor Thom. This was accompanied by quick stops at the adjacent Elephant Terrace and Leper King Terrace. After about an hour in the Ba Phuon area, we rode off to the northeast and stopped at Preah Khan, which was a rather interesting ruins. Another hour or so gone, we continued along the northeastern loop, bypassing Neak Pean (which, following English pronunciation rules, could theoretically be pronounced “neck pain,” which amused me for some reason…). The next stop was a rather small temple named Ta Som on the eastern end of the outer loop. Just down the road from Ta Som, we stopped at the East Mebon temple. When it was constructed, this was an island, only accessible by boat. That, however, was centuries ago. Now, it’s just a very dry, dusty area – with the temple still standing – and it’s hard to imagine it was once surrounded by water. At any rate, it was a quick stop at East Mebon, followed by another nice meal at the Khmer Country Kitchen before we continued with the tour. The next stop on the list was due east of the restaurant (southeast corner of the outer loop, which is really slightly northeast of Angkor Wat). Pre Rup (or Bre Rup) was a fairly photogenic temple. By this point, the heat – also around 40 degrees, just like Sunday – was starting to take a toll, though we still managed to stay out and see all we could. The last “new” temple for us was Banteay Kdei, a citadel that is at the corner of where the inner and outer loop meet on the eastern side of Angkor Wat. Directly across the street from Bnateay Kdei is what should be a nice lake called Sra Srang. A long, rectangular lake, which is also across the street from the Khmer Country Kitchen, it’s now nothing but a dustbowl. Though it’s rainy season now, there’s been so little rain that the lake has completely dried up. (But, please don’t tell any “right”-thinking politicians in my country that global warming is a problem. It certainly isn’t, despite what your eyes see.) After some rather sad contemplation at Sra Srang, we went back to Angkor Wat around 4:00 and were there until 6:30 or so for sundown. However, a boomer of a thunderstorm (light rain, but heavy on thunder & lightning) came through and there wasn’t much to see. However, we did finally get to tour the interior of Angkor Wat, and found that a pretty fitting way to end the initial Siem Reap shoot. From there, we went back to the hotel where we passed out from exhaustion.
The only thing left to do was wake up on Tuesday for a quick 45 minute flight at noon to Bangkok. We concluded the trip as we started it: eating well at a Thai restaurant. Other than that, we just had a quiet night in Bangkok (no shooting at all) and a very early (3:30 a.m.) wake up call for our return flights out of Thailand. I’m definitely looking forward to seeing Thailand again soon.
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Looks like my March is gonna be a very hectic month, so I likely will not be around much here on Flickr... i hope to be back regular soon... until then i quote the words of Big Dan T when i say "See you in the funny papers..."
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In the corner of the shop, where walls bear the weight of years gone by, he sits lost in thought. May be he’s questioning the nature of his existence. What does a life amount to? Is it the weight of memories, the sum of sacrifices or the fleeting moments of peace between chaos?
Beraid, Badda | Dec '24
In August, I will be going on a seven day backpacking adventure to the back country of the Olympic National Park. In preparation, my friends and I have been getting out and getting our bodies fit for the 45-50 mile trip. I am no spring chicken, being just two years shy of 60 years of age, but I have the resolve to do this and have fun in the process.
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about my future and what it holds. The thought of not being able to physically do what I want is not an option for me, at least for now, so I push on. When I can no longer hike for many miles, or climb mountains or dream of doing these things---then I will hang my head out the window of my car, smile, and still breath the fine air that the great Pacific Northwest has.
That will be okay too :)
Juvenile Great Blue Heron (3+ months old) continuously ponders freedom. He is finally
flying now, so after Mom and Dad go out shopping, he flies off not too far from home to
explore for a few minutes, and then races back before Mom or Dad catches him gone. LOL
He still relies on them to feed him, though. Soon HE will start hunting. ~ Delray Beach, Florida
“All that we are is the result of what we have thought. The mind is everything. What we think we become.” ~ Siddhārtha Gautama
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