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"IT WUZ TEH BEST OV TIEMS, IT WUZ TEH WURST OV TIEMS, IT WUZ TEH AGE OV WISDOM, IT WUZ TEH AGE OV FOOLISHNES, IT WUZ TEH EPOCH OV BELIEF, IT WUZ TEH EPOCH OV INCREDULITY, IT WUZ TEH SEASON OV LIGHT, IT WUZ TEH SEASON OV DARKNES, IT WUZ TEH SPRIN OV HOPE, IT WUZ TEH WINTR OV DESPAIR, WE HAD EVRYTHIN BEFORE US, WE HAD NOTHIN BEFORE US, WE WUZ ALL GOIN DIRECT 2 CYBER HEAVEN, WE WUZ ALL GOIN DIRECT 2 CYBER HELL- IN SHORT, TEH PERIOD... WUZ SO FAR LIEK TEH PRESENT PERIOD, DAT SUM OV ITZ NOISIEST AUTHORITIEZ INSISTD ON ITZ BEAN RECEIVD, 4 GUD OR 4 EVIL, IN DA SUPERLATIV DEGREE OV COMPARISON ONLY." -ANONYMOUS 4CHAN POST, 2005
"The Web as I envisioned it, we have not seen it yet. The future is still so much bigger than the past."
Tim Berners-Lee
On March 17th, 2011, 319 Scholes in Brooklyn, New York will present the final project from Internet curatorial team JstChillin. Thirty-five artists will participate in the show, all of whom have been featured on JstChillin.org, and most of whom will be in person on opening night. Read/Write attempts to capture and translate the spirit of their year and a half long online exhibition dating October 2009 - February 2011. The exhibition will run from March 17th - March 30, 2011."This technology was meant to expand human communication, but you're not even human any more! What you've become terrifies me. You're a freak!"
Dr. Angelo in The Lawnmower Man (1992)
Participating artists include Brad Troemel and Lauren Christiansen, Nick De Marco, Math Wrath, Hanna Terese Nilsson and Rasmus Svensson, Ryan Barone, Ben Schumacher, Zach Shipko, Artie Vierkant, Martin Kohout, Anne de Vries, Ivan Gaytan, Eilis McDonald, Tabor Robak, Bailey Salisbury, Simmons & Burke, Mitch Trale, Eugene Kotlyarenko, Jonathan Vingiano, Jon Rafman, Jacob Broms Engblom and Ryder Ripps, Guthrie Lonergan, Ida Lehtonen, Ben Vickers, Duncan Malashock, Tolga Taluy, Melissa Sachs and Cameron Soren, Daniel Leyva, Chris Coy and Rafael Rozendaal.
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This place got a write-up in The Age Cheap East 2005 and got even more packed since!
It used to be full of Asian students after a cheap feed, but now, it seems like business types in suits make up almost equal numbers.
The serves are still huge, and the queues outside the shop are longer than ever.
I haven't been here in ages, so I went for the Recommendations section, and ended up with Pork Chop with Special Sauce on Rice Noodles. The sauce was a peppery sweet and sour sauce generously ladled on crispy pork chops. Unfortunately, that didn't go the best with rice noodles, which would have been better with a more savoury sauce. This sauce would have been great on plain rice!
I forgot to ask Jeff what he usually has. I found out later, that he goes for the Lemongrass Chicken with rice, served with a fried egg. That too was in the Recommendations section. Next time...
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Dessert House
Shop 18 / 200 Bourke St Melbourne 3000
(03) 9663 1400
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- 秘制猪扒面 Pork Chop with Special Sauce on Rice Noodles
- Decor
Please Write for Details, by John D. MacDonald
Gold Medal R1922, 1968
Cover art by Mitchell Hooks
Originally published by Simon and Schuster, 1959
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After reading Simon's account of Eye and there being three Suffolks. I realise there are different Suffolks (and Norfolks) for me too. Although I lived in the area for the first 25 years of my life, and again for another half dozen upon leaving the RAF, I never really explored the area where I lived.
I know the main roads well, and the towns on or near them, as on signposts if little else. I may notice the occasional interesting building, like the school at Somerleyton, or the barn at Herringfleet, and even see there was a church or two (Herringfleet again or Haddiscoe). But my knowledge only went as far as I could see; so along the A146, the A143, the A12, the A149 and a handful of B roads and other unclassified roads I may have travelled down, and years later be able to point out every twist and turn, but for the towns and villages, I knew little.
Even large town like Beccles and Bungay I would go to, visit friends or call in at a shop, but in Bungay fail to notice that there are three churches side by side in the centre, or that Beccles church had a separate tower.
Thanks to the group her on Flickr, GWUK, I became aware that Norfolk and Suffolk were homes to a variety and number of churches that I was unaware of, and in parishes I knew I could not place on a map.
So it is, when I go up to visit Mum in Lowestoft, I try to call in at least one new church, just to see what it was like and learn about the history of the area, and in this I am endebited to Simon K for his wonderful East Anglian Churches website and his delightful prose regarding his visits, and in which is smuggles in the points of interest that can be seen.
I am learning myself, slowly, and can now see things that are rare or uncommon, but not really be able to write well or with authority about them.
St Mary here, became the first church I visited anywhere, where there was already a church snapper in attendance. I have been to churches where, because it is a cathedral or in a town or city centre centre, there might be other people walking around and snapping. But in a small rural church, seeing another snapper with a tripod, this was a first.
And he was deaf. As I wandered around calling out if I was in his shots, I was ignored. Meaning I thought him rude, he could just not hear me.
He took his time, and I rushed around, in fact I had little time as I had to be n Gorleston at just gone two, and so with one eye on the time I rushed round getting shots, waiting for my fellow snapper, and so missing loads of detail.
Before this day I had not heard of Horham, and maybe would struggle to find it on a map if I looked.
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The first time I ever approached this village, it was across the fields from poor, battered Denham; typical agricultural high Suffolk, wide spaces with the hedgerows gone, fields of barley and rape. Just short of Horham, I crossed a long concrete expanse which stretched away from the road at an angle. This was, I realised, the former runway of the large WWII American airbase, all that remains of one of the biggest. It was the home of 95th Bomb Group; from here, the cities of Germany were bombed, and St Mary is one of several Suffolk churches that have become shrines to the memory of the former American presence here. Apart from that, you'd never know today.
I remember Horham with affection, because when I started exploring the county's churches in the 1990s, this was one of the first places I visited. North Suffolk seemed fairly exotic and foreign to me then, and I did not even know that Horham is pronounced, for an obvious reason, Horrum, rather than to rhyme with quorum. Having since found myself in just about all the backwaters and byways of East Anglia, it was a pleasure to come back and find that this is still a pretty and remote place, just as I had thought it then.
On the first entry for this church, I suggested that anyone interested in exploring the graveyard should beware of Horham's famous beehives, which stand among the graves. On this day in early June the graveyard was a riot of waist high wildflowers, and at first I couldn't spot them. I wandered out to the south-east corner. The weatherbeaten hives were still there, crumbling quietly. I didn't see any bees, and the only local honey sold at the shop across the road came from far off Cockfield.
Despite being some way off the pulse of medieval industrial Suffolk, this is a typically fine tower of the period, immediately on the eve of the protestant Reformation. The Jernegans were patrons, which may explain the extent to which no expense was spared. Simon Cotton has uncovered a large number of bequests: a 1489 bequest to "new" tower "when begun"; a 1496 bequest to the tower; in 1499, 10s bequeathed to the making of the new steeple; further bequests to the tower in 1503, 1504, 1510 and 1512. There was a bell bequest in 1514, which may link up with the earliest of the current bells, of which more in a moment.
A blocked Norman north doorway reveals the true age of the nave walls. The chancel is all Victorian, but the rest reveals evidence of 14th century rebuilding. The white rendering of the nave gives it an air of being a cottage with a tower and chancel built on. Rather lovely, in fact. Most curiously, it has been heightened without the introduction of a clerestory. Because of this, my eyes took some time on this sunny day to adjust to the interior. It is small, and rather charming; thoroughly Victorianised, but with a strong sense of continuity, of the Horhamers of the past.
The porch is placed towards the middle of the south wall, and you step into the middle of the nave to face the font set in a floor of pamment stones. No two village church interiors are identical, of course, but Horham is rather more idiosyncratic than most. There was a lot of money spent here in the 1630s - was this a particularly Laudian parish, one wonders? From this date, or more precisely November 29th 1631, came the screen, for this is inscribed on it. It has been reset, and behind it is a contemporary pulpit, not as elaborate as some Stuart pulpits, but in this small church it is quietly beautiful. A19th century replacement screen sits to the east.
A great curiosity is the tray which slides out underneath the seat of the 4th bench from the front on the south side. The guide says it is for candles; Mortlock thought that perhaps it was for the churchwardens' clay pipe. Although candles seem an unlikely option given their prohibition at the time for liturgical uses, we must remember that tapers were used for lighting (hence the prickholes in the bench ends) and were therefore a necessity.
However, it seems unlikely that the churchwarden would need to keep them under his seat (and if he did, why do no other churches have this tray?) and so perhaps Mortlock is right. There is a small hole in it, as if for cleaning, perhaps of ashes.
Horham is famous with bellringers, because it has the oldest ring of eight bells in the whole world. An 18th century graffito on the chancel arch reminds the ringers what is due to the Sexton for keeping them in order. A wooden roundel on the north wall depicts the Annunciation, and St Dunstan, the patron Saint of bellfounders. It remembers the American donations which paid for the restoration of the bells.
Another American touch is the straw eagle set in a glass case, two flags in its mouth, which is simple and moving. The 95th Bomb Group memorial is across the road from the church, in the shape of a plane tail. It stands on a pedestal marked with the runway layout, like that at Knettishall. I stood by it in the quiet sunshine, thinking about the terrible accident on the airfield here during the war, when two planes collided on the ground, resulting in more than thirty deaths. And I remembered reading about the armaments being transported here on the now-vanished Middy, the Mid-Suffolk Light Railway, which had a station here.
Hard to imagine all that now, in this peaceful place
Grateful Residents Write to California Firefighters
At the firehouse on New Years Eve, away from our families and in many ways still affected by the devastation and community resilience we witnessed at the 2017 California wildfires, members of the Los Angeles Fire Department took turns reading these and many other touching letters, notes and cards from caring residents of The Golden State.
We thank the many who took time to write to the men and women of the LAFD. We remain deeply humbled by your kind words, which will continue to inspire us in the years ahead.
Translators don’t just transfer words between different languages it’s not. Translation is the way a translator has negotiated a meaning of a text and then put it into a different language. translators have to be able to cover themselves in 2 cultures, 2 languages ways of thought. It needs to a deep understanding of the source language and the language which it is to be translated into. For more information visit: goo.gl/ePKSQa
The automatic writing project started out as an activity among friends and locals. I would write a line someone else would write a line and so on... Then people would overhear us and ask if they could participate and write something too (which surprised me) of course I said "yes!" At that point I realized that lots of people have something to say. I started asking strangers to add entries, then I graduated to offering people $1.00 to participate, some people do not accept the dollar and some pay me a $1.00 (paying it forward). It's becoming quite a lovely, surprising and compelling project. People from many walks of life are participating: homeless, a news reporter, academics, doctors, drug addicts, lawyers, tourists etc... People have written things in my journal that they'd never say out loud, not to anyone. Some of it's so sad, some intriguing, hilarious and so on... At the end of the day, every one of these people understand that their entries are being uploaded to the internet and are comforted in knowing that they will be heard. I have no idea where this is going, but it's going just fine! FYI: English is not everyone's first language here. I will be illustrating the book/journal after the text is done. I hope that everyone who reads these entries learns something about people, mostly that we never know what someone else is going through.
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I did this yesterday night, I was so bored and stressed that I decided listen some music to relax, then I took my notebook and started to write some song lyrics. That helped me to destress.
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I don't know that I'd make a good soldier
I don't believe in being violent and cruel
I don't know how to fight, but I'll draw blood tonight
If somebody tries hurting you