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Brontosaurus (a.k.a. Apatosaurus) - The Museum of Natural History, 200 Central Park West, New York, New York
Back in 1904 when they were putting this guy back together, it was missing it's head so they decided to attach a Camarasaurus head to replace the missing one.
So that means, when I made this time exposure with my 35 mm Lordomat in the late sixties the Bronto was sporting a Camarasaurus head. They replaced the head with a proper Apatosaurus head in the early 90's, so if you're ever in "The City" you can now see this beast with it's proper head. Granted, it's not "her" head, but at least it's from the same species, and hopefully it's the same sex! But, not to worry, since that would be perfectly acceptable by today's standards.
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I feel terrible, and very sorry. I have been telling my students, and have written here on this blog, that the seminal paper by Markus and Kitayama (1991) was originally a paper written by Markus (and Cross) about Hazel Markus and her own sense of self as a woman due to the existence of the earlier paper (Markus and Cross, 1990) which contained essentially the same dichotomy except situated as one existing between the self conceptions (or "modes of being," yess!) of men and women. I had thought that the already famous social psychologists, Hazel Markus, had simply enlisted the name of a Japanese nobody so as to reposition her insight as a cultural dichotomy. How wrong could I have been. I am very very sorry.
Shinobu Kitayama made it clear today in a brilliant presentation that initially, the independent vs interdependent self dichotomy was one which Shinobu Kitayama experienced in respect of his relationship with Hazel Markus his supervisory (or at least teacher) at that time. Presumably, he won her over. And the rest is history.
I had not been a big fan of Shinobu Kitayama's (non-Hazel) research. But today, I saw the light. He started his presentation in a typically Japanese humble way by saying how hard it is to follow a presentation by Hazel Markus and I thought "Yeah, sure. You are going to bomb!" But despite the fact that Hazel Markus' presentation was so good that I almost felt like crying (seriously, it was that good), Shinobu Kitayama's presentation was, wow, even more captivating: hard science, hard graft, compelling, proof. What a brilliant team, of two brilliant social psychologists, inspired, I now feel by Professor Shinobu Kitayama. Gosh. Wow. Respect.
That said, in any event I believe in interdependence and in the interdependent, co-creation of Kitayama and Markus' research.
Markus, H., & Cross, S. (1990). The interpersonal self.
Cousins, S. D. (1989). Culture and self-perception in Japan and the United States. Journal of Personality and Social Psychology, 56(1), 124.
Markus. H. & Kitayama, S. (1991). Culture and the Self: Implications for cognition, emotion and motivation. Psychological Review, 98, 224-253. p226. Downloaded from www.biu.ac.il/PS/docs/diesendruck/2.pdf on 2011/11/11
Probably my favourite shot from the period, taken with my Dad's Practika MTL3 from memory. For reasons unknown, 31214 is running wrong line through platform 1 at Nuneaton on its four-hour journey from Birmingham to Norwich.
The front cover of our second album. The photo was taken from the car off the side of the highway in west Texas on I-10. I like this because there are three shrubs in the photo (like three of us) and if you look close enough you can see there's a "V" on the mountain.
but that's kool, winners are allowed such dalliance with the Brickyard ;-)
please also view → flic.kr/p/fkwLPv → BIG Thanx to the unknown pit crew dude...
Running the wrong way around, 43197 passes between the new and old 27.5m mileposts at Shottesbrooke Farm, west of Maidenhead, forming 1C84 1406 London Paddington to Penzance on a very cold and windy 2nd March 2016.
This is one of the few locations where a shot of the down main is possible, due to recent vegitation clearance for the GWML electricification; the piles are in and two masts are up so it won't be long before another location is lost forever!
Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Sandy Blonde / Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddesses with Pretty Blue Eyes !
Welcome to your epic hero's journey! The beautiful 45surf goddess hath called ye to adventure, beckoning ye to read deeply Homer's Iliad and Odyssey, whence ye shall learn of yer own exalted artistic path guided by Hero's Journey Mythology. I wouldn't be saying it if it hadn't happened to me.
Canon 5D Mark II photos of Beautiful Blonde Swimsuit Bikini Model Goddess!
Some video of the goddess:
She was tall, thin, fit, and very pretty with long, blonde hair and blue eyes! From Sweden!
The Canon EOS 5D Mark II EF 24-105/4L IS USM was my workhorse until I got the Nikon D800 & D800E with the 70-200 mm 2.8 VR2 zoom.
Canon, Nikon, you can't go wrong with the pretty 45surf model goddesses! (Though the D800 is my new love.)
May the goddess inspire ye along a hero's journey of yer own making, and the path of yer own taking.
Was a classic socal autumn morning with a bright, blue, sunny sky! Hope the photos make you feel like you were there! :)
May the HJM Goddesses guide, inspire, and exalt ye along yer heroic artistic journey!
Shot in both RAW & JPEG, but all these photos are RAWs finished in Lightroom 5.3 ! :)
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A Gold 45 Goddess exalts the archetypal form of Athena--the Greek Goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour, handicrafts and reason. A Gold 45 Goddess guards the beauty of dx4/dt=ic and embodies 45SURF's motto "Virtus, Honoris, et Actio Pro Veritas, Amor, et Bellus, (Strength, Honor, and Action for Truth, Love, and Beauty," and she stands ready to inspire and guide you along your epic, heroic journey into art and mythology. It is Athena who descends to call Telemachus to Adventure in the first book of Homer's Odyssey--to man up, find news of his true father Odysseus, and rid his home of the false suitors, and too, it is Athena who descends in the first book of Homer's Iliad, to calm the Rage of Achilles who is about to draw his sword so as to slay his commander who just seized Achilles' prize, thusly robbing Achilles of his Honor--the higher prize Achilles fought for. And now Athena descends once again, assuming the form of a Gold 45 Goddess, to inspire you along your epic journey of heroic endeavour.
A Gold 45 Goddess guards the wisdom of dx4/dt=ic -- my physics theory which appears on all the 45surf clothes. Yes I have a Ph.D. in physics! :) You can read more about my research and Hero's Journey Physics here:
herosjourneyphysics.wordpress.com/ MDT PROOF#2: Einstein (1912 Man. on Rel.) and Minkowski wrote x4=ict. Ergo dx4/dt=ic--the foundational equation of all time and motion which is on all the shirts and swimsuits. Every photon that hits my Nikon D800e's sensor does it by surfing the fourth expanding dimension, which is moving at c relative to the three spatial dimensions, or dx4/dt=ic!
May the Hero's Journey Mythology Goddess inspire you (as they have inspired me!) along your own artistic journey! All the Best on Your Epic Hero's Journey from Johnny Ranger McCoy! Catch those photons as they surf the fourth expanding dimension!
Canon 5D Mark II Photos of Beautiful Sandy Blonde / Brunette Swimsuit Bikini Model Friend Goddesses with Pretty Blue Eyes !
Aftermath
Name: Peter Renshaw
Location: Bowden Spur Road
Description:
Wrong side of the hill. Looking at the Bowden Spur ridgeline. I've gone down the creek line and come up the wrong side.
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Black Saturday +day5
update latest news
Before the fires back in 2006SEP17 I hiked up and around the Bowden Spur Rd which cuts through the Kinglake area up from Hurstrbridge, Arthurs Creek and Strathewen. The shots here are before the fire came through. This particular image is from the other side of Bowden Spur Rd from Kinglake side of the hill.
Deceased, RIP
AVOLA P, Strathewen
BARTLETT G, J, M, J Kinglake, Bald Spur Rd.
ROLLAND P, K, C, N Kinglake
WINTON I, Strathewen
WINTON M, Strathewen
Missing
THOMPSON, Rod, Kinglake West
FLEMMING S, & Family, Kinglake
KERR, P, J, Area unknown
JARVIE R, J, Kinglake
SMART T, Narbethong
YULE, G, Kinglake
Water & fuel logistics
While sister & brother have been up 2/3 times now I've been waiting back. This is going to be a long OP and stamina is required. I'm pretty much expecting burn-out soon. So I'm starting to gear up and get some objectives up and running every week. This week it's water and fuel.
Working on logistics today. Problems are water & fuel. Franks the 63,000 litre tank is shot (plastic inner liner for galvanised iron tank melted to waterline) so I got on the horn to brother and we decided 2/3 IBL 1000 tanks might do the job. One stays at home, the other on the truck and refills are done in Whittelsea. Problem IBL may be clean but will have to be flushed. Also there's the problem of petrol. The generators chewing 3L/hour of petrol. Need a solution to store bulk fuel safely. Really want someway of storing over 20L preferrably 200L of fuel and some way of metering it out for the generator. 5 hours/day of use means 15L of fuel and daily refills.
Got on the horn to old mate Kev. I've known Kev since I was about 4. Over the day he organised to get not only a petrol trolley (tank on wheels) but a Pelecon (like an IBL but with sanitary plastic liner like a wine cask that allows drinking water to be transferred) and petrol powered water pump. That means in 24Hrs we have a potential solution to water. At the moment there is no water for washing, showers etc. Only drinking water in bottles. Having a permanent tank means you can pump stuff around the house, to 20L bottles or washing machine. The pumps screwed, the gutters are screwed and a fed funded water tank while good in the medium term is ideal we need water now. Next prob is transporting it, testing it.
Tomorrow, tools & thinking about septic tank which is also stuffed.
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Hey K, got your ph message, you're fast.
1 x petrol water pump
1 x drum trolley for petrol
1 x water tank (as discussed on phone)
Now I rang T, she has 2 "shultz" on order. She really wants to order
from you. What is the going rate for these tanks, Trace mentions they
are being charged at 250 in a cage. Can you quote her for these?
Questions:
==========
Q What's the petrol drum trolley capacity. I've read the rationing is
around 20L per refill?
Andy mentioned the P's are good for one-off storage due to the
bladders. Here's the problem:
a) Permanent store of water at home (1 container) that's filled with
water & drawn from. At some time in the future this could be changed to
a larger more permanent water tank sourced by funds from gov.
b) Transportable store of water that can be taken to Whittlesea and
filled then transferred to permanent tank. Andy mentioned the
inner-linings are 1 use (trouble with refills). Is there any way to
optomise this without having to continually repurchase liners?
Which tanks work better for storage and which for transport?
Which tanks are suitable for drinking water?
Delivery:
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Asked T on delivery she reckons as soon as convenient delivered to
James address (note to myself find this) and they'll drive the thing to
the Whittlesea checkpoint and up to KLW.
some time later
Hi K,
T is ordering the 'shultz'. The location of the DOP. Do you want me to meet you at your work to help load, secure & direct? Let us know today and I can be at address.
Other stuff.
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Yet to contact Dad to organise small shed for storage & explain setup &
protection kit (S3 masking, gloves, overalls) and organising chainsaw.
Phone is down.
some time later
Hi T, A
Haven't got in contact with Dad (phone switched off) so I'll summarise
what is going on and I designate A to act as liason with Dad to clear
information and be contact with info (if you think this is a good idea -
let me know of alternatives?).
- Have organised delivery of
2 x Plastic bladder 1000L tanks
2 x crates per tank
2 x valves, 1 per tank
1 x petrol water pump (check for fittings)
- T is ordering 1000L ruggedised tank
They should be man handable and no larger than the palette size and
around 50Kg in weight and collapsed dimensions. How it could be organised is to have 2 x bladder tanks as permanent
water storage at house on 2 x crates for valve access. Water pump to
pump water to other areas. A I talked to K and he reckons if you
don't empty the tanks the membranes store for a long time. Kev also said
he can secure more membranes as required.
I've organised for K to deliver to DOP at an unspecified time so far. I'll be organising to meet Kev at his work to help him load, direct. This means the stuff is ready to deliver as we can.
TODO
Im chasing a 44gal for pump petrol storage plus carry tank that allows
for petrol storage. This is on hold as K is still provisionally
searching. The alternative is to contact R.
The next objective is a small shed with potentially concrete floor for
storage of tools and sundry kit. This is a temporary measure for both
practical & psychological reasons. Busy people don't dwell. I'm thinking
how to get a shed (scrounge before thinking of purchasing) any ideas?
some time later
> I have issue with the petrol water pump; I have had one of my guys
> open it up as it appears to have seized.
Thats cool. Rang Dad now and he has 2 of them that survived. So you can
scrub that as a requirement. So no pump electric or petrol is confirmed
needed.
- 2 ultras (IBCs) only 88kg.
- 4 wooden pallets for them to sit for gravity discharge
- 1 x length of hose with kamlok fitting
- 2 ballvalves
- 10 liners for Ultras
Excellent, your've excelled. Give me a time post 0900/1000 that I can
meet you to help load/direct if you want. I'll then organise tomorrow to
have J unload the kit at the DOP. When I asked Dad over the details
this is pretty much what is required now.
They are getting about 100L/day from next door - 100m who have a bit of
water in their tanks. Getting in this capacity will achieve objective
one which is a) Water b) sanitation.
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This one made it to Flickr's Explore pages on 14/07/08....which was nice :o)
** This shot was pinched from a VW forum here in the UK **
Há semanas a chuva não dava um tempo, Otto ficava deprimido com aquele clima, em dias como hoje Celle sempre o fazia melhor, mas agora quem o acompanhava era o tablet, e ao invés de planejar suas aulas, o rapaz olhava fotos de pouco antes de chegar ao Brasil, talvez aquilo fosse saudade. A porta abriu e Misha entrou na sala correndo, quebrando os pensamentos do rapaz.
Misha: Otto, posso pegar seu casaco? Tá frio hoje! (perguntou a menina já pegando a peça que estava no encosto da cadeira).
Otto: Ok! E... Misha, como... (Otto estava um pouco sem graça, mas ele apontou para o cabelo dela, pois além da falta de jeito também lhe faltava vocabulário no idioma para perguntar o que havia com o cabelo da menina).
Misha: Meu cabelo?! Ele é original assim, Oscar e eu somos gêmeos, e mesmo não idênticos temos muitas características iguais, então desde nova tenho o costume de usar peruca ou pintar o cabelo, não gosto muito de parecer com ele, a pesar de amá-lo muito, entende?
Otto: Hm... verdade. E ele já é tão feminino.
Misha: Sim, ele bem andrógino, mas só visualmente, acho que é por sermos gêmeos. (a menina sentou do lado do rapaz, ela sabia que ele não era fácil mas queria conversar) O que está fazendo?
Otto: Só vendo umas fotos que o Mayu upou aqui.
Misha: Se importa de ter companhia?
Otto: Não, mas quer me fazer companhia para um chá? Já que está frio, será bom pra você.
Misha: E as fotos? (chorou a menina com um pouco de manha)
Otto: Não são minhas, Misha, pede ao Sao depois ok?
Otto percebeu que Misha não sabia de muita coisa que estava acontecendo de baixo do seu próprio nariz, e o que é pior com alguém que ela tinha muito carinho. Talvez isso tivesse que mudar.
A wrong-way concurrency is two or more highways signed with opposite, conflicting directions to be running along the same stretch of physical roadway.
In this case, a five mile stretch of highway in Kamloops, B.C. carries the following:
Trans-Canada Hwy #1 (east),
BC Provincial Hwy 97 (south)
Yellowhead Highway 5 (north).
**CoNfuSeD yet? **
This portion of the road travels compass east.
This pictures taken about a quater mile from where the Yellowhead leaves this 3-way concurrency. That explains the angled arrow below the 5.
14 FEB 13
Happy Valentines Day! Don't you moan and groan at me! What is so incredibly wrong with celebrating a day dedicated to the act of love?!? In this world we live in today more so then ever, we've learned that life is not a guarantee and each day is a gift, not a right. If seeing a giant heart on a desk reminds you or someone else to say I love you, then you or they are better for it! I view it as just a day to let people in your life know you love them. You should do it everyday, but why not have a day that is about love, simple as that.
I have so much to talk about. If you don't know by now, I am not one to write a paragraph and be done, so here goes, the tale of my Valentine's Day.
I have been so trapped these last weeks that I haven't gotten to go downtown and go on my long 3 hour city walks. Today, I just went for it. Loaded up the camera with the intention of doing the F8 challenge as well as do some genuine street photography. I parked on the far end of the walking/running trails for the free parking, but that meant a good 20 block hike until I would reach my destination...but that was a good thing because as part of Lent, my job is to exercise everyday for the 40 days. Last night I went hamburger on weights and some ballet work to work my legs. I felt every muscle fiber in my legs groaning as I ascended and descended those hills and stairs, but it felt good to be in the fresh air with the air a crisp 66 degrees.
I made it into downtown. I got some advice that one should sit in one place and let the people sort of come to you, but the first place I went, City Hall, had a maintanence worker parked out front watching me, so I didn't feel comfortable, so I left and walked another 4 blocks. Much to my surprise there was a GIANT sized basketball and hoop outside the Wells Fargo Building. I took a couple of shots, and then forged on. At this point, the trip was not going well. I attempted to be stealthy and shoot from the hip, but all the images came out cut off, incorrectly angled, terrible, so I kept going, kept trying to talk myself into courage. At one point the "mean kid" in my head was yelling, just do it p-----y! But I didn't. Finally some blocks down I saw a police officer on a horse stopped at a red light. Maybe in your city this is unusual, but here, we have them even patrolling Mall parking lots. I'm sure every out of towner goes, omg, its true what they say about Texas. I just have to roll my eyes.
I made it to the city mall up those stairs. I've grown to love the shopping center because its great canvas for photos, you can see bits of the city on the walkways, and its built over the city streets, so you can look down and shoot right into traffic. I did manage to get a few decent from the hip shots of a gaggle of girls, but not much else. I was failing at the mission. The longer I walked, the more I chickened out. I wanted to go home at this point because I felt defeated, but then from the sky walk way I saw the dome where the All Star Game is Happening this weekend. It was covered in red and like a beacon in the night, I followed its siren calls.
I made it to Discovery Green and the worker bees were alive with activity. Everyone was scrambling around setting up for parties, Limo's were everywhere, they were setting up for activities all over the park, and media was on every corner. It was exciting. There hasn't been this much buzz since the Superbowl was here...um...even though the All Star game is like every year here.
I saw a k9 unit with their dogs and I wanted to shoot that, but I chickened out again. I shot some guy being shot one camera for CSN news, but this was a pathetic effort. That is when I managed to walk by this guy pictured and my day went from lack luster at best, to fantastic!
I was passing by and this guy yelled out, "you should take my picture." I thought, yeah, okay, I'll have something for the day, and so I shot it in a quick snap. I noticed he had a strong accent, so I asked him where he was from and he told me he was from Senegal. I told him where I was from, and he smiled a huge smile and beckoned me over to sit next to him. We talked for a bit and then he told me he was a photographer as well. I must have been extremely oblivious looking back on this image, because he's wearing a media badge, he's got a camera bag, and turns out a laptop bag along with his iphone. Anyway, he wanted me to see his pictures after I explained that I was trying my hardest to shoot some street photography but I was a nervous pathetic wreck and couldn't do it. He laughed but not in a you suck way, more in a, its not easy, but you can do it way. He whipped out his laptop and showed me his images. F'in amazing stuff. Beautiful African women with colorful beads in their hair, some of his young family and his kids, a lot of shots of the beaches and nearby towns, some to die for sunsets...I was in shock at how incredible they were.
He then said, you know what, I want to walk with you. He said, will you please wait here so I can drop off my laptop at the hotel and I will be right back. So I figured, what the heck, so I waited and he did come back with his camera in his pack. He whipped out a professional Nikon with all the latest everything and we began to walk.
Talk about amazing this guy. He said the reason he was here in town for the All Star Game was because in Senegal he was and is a lover of basketball, so he created a blog about the Senegalese teams, the only such blog to his knowledge in existence. He just happened to be friends with one of the VPS that admisters these games here, so he called him up and said he wanted to cover the games here for his blog. Next thing he knows, he has a free plane ticket and free hotel and free tickets to cover the game...hence his media pass. Not only that, before I walked by, he'd literally just gotten off the plane, shuttled over his first time in Houston (though, not first time in the States), and had been sitting for a few minutes and then here we were about to walk through the city together. It was like a freaking movie. A few steps into our walk we were stopped by the hype patrol who proceeded to give us free t-shirts that read #real Fan. So now I have a free shirt which I think it pretty neat.
Laumine (I'm really probably screwing his name up) and I began our walk. He was a funny guy with a stutter. I wasn't sure sometimes in our conversation whether he was having a bit of an English problem or a stuttering problem b/c he would stop and look at me as if he didn't understand what I was saying, but then sort of find the words. It made him that more interesting really. We walked and walked and I began to relax and just point the camera. I talked about my nerves with doing this and he said, you no longer have to be nervous because I'm here with you. He was right. I stopped focusing on my nerves and started actually shooting. I aimed my camera directly at people, shot from behind them, climbed up and down to get shots. It was fun. I told Laumine that I am going to show him a secret about our city that not many outsiders are aware of when they come here. I said, we have an entire city underneath the city, miles of shops, restaurants, and connective pathways that connect all the downtown buildings. So we went underground. He seemed genuinely surprised that it was there and we walked it for a while before surfacing clear across the city.
By this time it was starting to get into the hour known as traffic hell, but I showed him the disappearing gnomes. Laumine was good. Even though he told me he was not a fan of Valentines Day, I explained my theory of just having a day to remember love to honor love not candy and flowers. He said, okay, he could agree to that. Then whilst I was taking a picture, he presented me with a rose he'd torn from a near by bush. A flower for you he said smiling. It was pretty funny. Going through his pictures and our conversation about Valentines Day, this guy had managed through his pictures to create an entire story about Valentines day. He had strategically taken photos of women with flowers, the signs about Valentines Day, flowers in the pathways. He said he was going to go back and compose his tale and interpretation of love day from the images. I was looking over mine, like, um, I'm just going to probably never let these see the light.
Afterwards, we said goodbye, exchanged information and away I walked. That experience really made my day.
[May 1, 2009 explore #194]
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I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
Wrong
There's something wrong with me
Cannot be something wrong with me
Inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong
Wrong
I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah
Wrong
Wrong
Too long
Wrong
I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique