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Mistreated Modernism.
A gorgeous mid-century building being let down by those that just don't care.
LR3873 © Joe O'Malley 2020
moonlight filters thru the empty windowframe of an abandoned gold mill in california's mojave desert. nikon D7000 + nikkor 10-24mm. 2 minute exposure under full moon inside a pitch-black building. light painting with red gel and LED flashlight.
A window of the Little Red Schoolhouse at the Lost Villages Museum. The clocks turn back an hour this weekend making for an even earlier sunset along with the Autumnal decline of the sun.
Fragile fronds press with increasing insistence against frail windowframes.
I suspect that one day they'll win.
Der Sekretär ist für ein paar Tage unterwegs, die Welt zu erkunden.
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Secretary is off for a couple of days to explore the world.
'If you tell me a lie I'll cry for you,
Tell me of sin and I'll laugh,
If you tell me of all the pain you've had,
I'll never smile again.'
From the song 'Phantasmagoria in two' by Tim Buckley.
The lamp that shone through the window intrigued me, as did the lovely reflections of tree branches. Taken at Seniors Building opposite as I walked past it. Even a bit of the sunset could be seen reflected in the window - actually re-reflected from our building to that one, since the sun sets behind this scene at the front of the building.
Coniston Water, Lake District National Park, Cumbria, England
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The ladybug landed on a coaster, designed with flowers that I keep on my window sill. The coaster was made and designed by my Mom many years ago when she enjoyed a new art form in her Golden Years. The decoration is a bit worn and faded, but I think it adds to the beauty.
It is a keepsake along with other artwork she created, all very late in life through an art program in the senior's home she lived in for many years. I treasure everything she made! My mom claimed she had no artistic talent, but that is not true.
"Through the fish-eyed lens of tear-stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide...
...and if I show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
What would you do?"
— Pink Floyd (Roger Waters)
there are a couple of these stone houses still standing at the location of the historical crossing point of the Colorado River north of Grand Canyon. It is wonderful that they have been kept and in repair all these 100+ years. The current use of the area, besides its historic designation, is the launch point for river rafting trips down the Colorado and through the Grand Canyon
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Meanwhile - as we slide from Window Wednesday into Monochrome Bokeh Thursday, before gently rolling into Fenced Friday - somewhere just outside of Ketchikan, Alaska....
Can't deny I enjoyed playing with the processing on this one :-)
A short, pathless walk from the forestry track took us to the remains of the farmhouse and buildings of Achnababan.
According to some quick research this might be a window of the old farm office.
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san miguel de allende, gto
mexico
BOGART: "Hullo Jago."
JAGO: "Hullo Bogart."
BOGART: "Why are you sitting here alone, Jago? Are you sad?"
JAGO: "Oh no, Bogart, I'm very happy. How could I be sad when I have you, Paddy, Scout, Cousin Paddington and Daddy for my family? I love being here with you all."
BOGART: "Then why are you sitting here?"
JAGO: "Well, sometimes I just like to sit quietly on my own and daydream, or look for faeries in the garden."
BOGART: "Faeries, in our garden? Where?" *Excited.*
JAGO: "Well, I haven't seen one yet, but maybe today will be my lucky day."
BOGART: "May I look for faeries with you, Jago?"
JAGO: "Yes, of course you may, Bogart. Come. Sit on my lap and let's watch closely for faeries in the garden."
The theme for “Looking Close on Friday” for the 11th of March is “backside”. When I came across Bogart and Jago looking for faeries in the garden through the window, I thought their backsides would be perfect for the theme. I hope that you think so too, and that it makes you smile!
Jago is a recent addition to my ever-growing family. A gift from a dear friend in England, he is made of English mohair with suede paw pads and glass eyes. He is a gentle bear, kind and patient who carries an air of calm about him. He is already fitting in with everyone else very nicely.
Bogart has travelled all the way from Georgia, via Alabama as a gift to me from a friend. He has lovely Southern manners and seems to be a fun and gentle soul with an inquisitive nature.
Something doesn't quite add up with what's on the roof and what's hiding underneath.
See also: 21 railings.
Rest in peace John le Carré (1931 - 2020).
Happy Windows Wednesday and Happy Bokeh Wednesday too! ;o)
Some small chrysanthemums looking wistfully out into the garden - or are they admiring their own reflections in the window itself? Not quite sure!
My windows set here: Elisa Windows set
My Bokeh set: Elisa's bokeh set
My Chrysanthemum set: Chrysanthemums
she moved slowly but with intention. a figure held between geometry and rust, light and glass. there was nothing dramatic about the scene—just the texture of a day, the hush of a step, and the gaze of someone who has seen decades pass through panes like these. i didn’t ask for her attention, but she gave it anyway. just enough to remind me that presence doesn’t need to be loud to be lasting.