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These unusual towers are part of the West Bay Lagoon Plaza complex in Qatar's capital, Doha. Each is a 34 storey residential block.
It gets dark very late these days. As you can see, it was already 7.20 PM. If it was in a season where it would get dark early, I could have had more vehicles still plying on this road and resultantly, the light trail would have been much much brighter, like the one that inspired me to click this pic - www.flickr.com/photos/fish_at_taipei/52711828 7.
My Zigzags quilt now has a home - in New Zealand, for new baby Annabel.
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I couldn't decide which shot to put on flickr. so I thought "what the heck?" and uploaded another one.
In David Fortier River Park in Olmsted Falls, I was appreciating the zig zag of the stone wall near the falls. I love seeing things like this in new ways, when I have seen them before and missed it!
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I've been having a trip down memory lane and recently dug out my old black and white negatives from years ago. This was taken in 1994 of the steam engine on the Zig Zag railway outside of Lithgow. Whilst the negative may not be as sharp as the digital age it brought back memories of printing negatives in my darkroom.
This is our ZigZag rubber belting for floors. It is a 20mm rubber with heavy steel cables throughout. This means it will not stretch and hugs the floor.
Used at the feed barrier this will increase standing time and feed intake, and therefore production.
Finished! Three strands of tube beads with Ikat cane detailing - shades of teal/aqua.
Polymer Clay, no glaze, no varnish, just handsanded and polished.
ZIGZAG. rolleen-carcioppolo.pixels.com/featured/zigzag-rolleen-ca... Art created by Rolleen using MidJourney and Photoshop.
Zigzag
"I see that the path of progress has never taken a straight line, but has always been a zigzag course amid the conflicting forces of right and wrong, truth and error, justice and injustice, cruelty and mercy."
--Kelly Miller
A handrail casts a shadow on concrete steps.
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Yuchanglou 裕昌樓 is a five-storey tulou located at Nangjing county Shuyang district Xiabanliao village. It was built in 1308 Yuan dynasty by the Liu family clan. It is one of the oldest and tallest tulou in China. Yuchanglou has been nicknamed the "zigzag building", because the vertical wooden post structure is not straight and perpendicular, but zigzags left and right. It was built that way due to an error measuring the building materials. But in spite of this apparent infirmity, this tall tulou withstood 700 hundred years of natural elements and social turmoil. Yuchanglou's outer ring is 36 m in diameter and boasts five storeys, with 50 rooms on each floor.
Each of the 25 kitchens on the ground floor at the back half of the circle has a private water well beside its stove. This is the only tulou in all Fujian with such convenient water supply.
There was a one storey inner-ring house surrounding the ancestral hall as late as 2003. This part of the building stood nearly 700 years intact until, unfortunately, it was dismantled after 2003
moda jelly roll and vintage sheets. used a moda pattern by Amanda Jean of crazymomquilts blogged here
Verrassing ! Dit verloren gewaande werk is na 20 jaar weer gevonden. Toegestuurd uit San Francisco in een klein pakketje, ontvouwde zich op mijn atelier tot een werk van 170 x 200 cm, blauw paardenhaar, als nieuw!
Yesterday I hopped on my bike and cycled the Culture Weekend route : 10 locations in and around my town opened their doors to local artists and public. The 20km route leads you past sculptures, photographs, paintings, music, dance, offering a chance to speak to the artists and visit places you otherwise had no reason to go :)
I spent more time enjoying the art than taking photo's, but I just couldn't resist these shiny zigzags!
Sorry I missed the guided tour.......It's the inside of a huge polished kettle at our local brewery Klein Duimpje.
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Ambling out of Jaisalmer train station in late morning, we were immediately accosted by the throngs of drivers – mostly working for specific hotels – who were trying to pick us up. Since I’d booked a room at the Roop Mahal, this wasn’t an issue. It took a minute to find the guy, but he was there to drive us the whole 1-2 km to the hotel, which was at the base of the fort on the west side.
The biggest reason to come to Jaisalmer, the Golden City (since most places are primarily built of sandstone) is to see the fort, which is on a bit of a hill overlooking an otherwise flat desert. As it’s in the desert, the temperatures in the day, even in late September, were close to 40 degrees Celsius (a little over 100F).
According to Lonely Planet India, the fort was built in 1156 by the Rajput ruler Jaisal and reinforced by subsequent rulers. It “was the focus of a number of battles between the Bhatis, the Mughals of Delhi and the Rathores of Jodhpur.”
Nowadays, it’s a living fort. Jaisalmer Fort has plenty of residents, restaurants, souvenir stands, havelis (old-style housing with ornate architecture: carved stone doorways, lattice screens, balconies, and turrets). The havelis are often hotels now, and almost every hotel here has a rooftop restaurant to enjoy the surrounding view. Our hotel, the Roop Mahal, also had a rooftop restaurant where I ate a few times. The food was…not great, but certainly not bad.
In addition to the havelis, there are also quite a few temples. Specifically, there are seven Jain temples (that you can tour for 150 rupees/15 RMB/$2.50USD). These temples were visually quite attractive inside – some more than others – and also had plenty of worshippers coming in and out. I was impressed by the intricacy of the details and sandstone carving, the intimacy of the art, and the way natural light was used in the temples. I don’t believe tripods were allowed inside the temple, which made a lot of shooting quite difficult, but not impossible. The only other rule is that you have to take your shoes off outside and pay someone (usually about 100 rupee) to “watch” your shoes.
After having a meal in the fort (and, excitedly, finding a spice shop where I bought the first of many Indian spices to bring back to China with me), my travel partner arranged for us to go out to the desert and ride camels. (The hotelier also offered something similar, but was a bit expensive.)
Later in the day, around 5:00, if I recall correctly, a guy came to pick us up at the hotel in a jeep and four of us – me, my travel partner, and two Israeli women – started our drive out to Sam, about 50 km west of Jaisalmer (and less than 100 km – maybe less than 50 – from the Pakistani border to the west).
En route, we had to make a few required stops (per our drivers). The first place was so forgettable that I can’t even recall the name of it or what it was. The second place was just to see a small village (really, two buildings) and a whole lot of kids running up to you begging for money in exchange for pictures.
After that, we finally made it out to the desert, where we rode camels for about half an hour and then stopped at a rather random place where we were eventually given a home-cooked Indian meal, vegetarian, that consisted of dal, naan, and a few curries. It was delicious, and had to be eaten completely in Indian style (no utensils of any kind).
While watching the sunset and the subsequent moonrise, we eventually bade our Israeli friends farewell (as they were spending the night in the desert) and headed back to town. Along the way, I caught a glimpse of a late night cricket match, and it was the only time during this trip I’d see that. When we got back to the hotel, we just needed to wait there for an hour or two before they were kind enough to drive us to the train station around 11:00 p.m. so we could catch our midnight train to Jodhpur…the Blue City.