Archive for June, 2012
The Road Less Visited… yep yep. Nice!
Originally posted on zoetic * epics:
DESTINATION : SWITZERLAND
CITY : YVONAND
CANTON : VAUD
Today I feel like going where few have gone! And I’m going it alone! It’s always exciting to venture on roads less traveled. It’s a Sunday, and on a spontaneous whim, I decided to visit a less “popular” destination. Just Me, Myself, and I.
“Where are you going TODAY?”, Mark asks me.
“Yvonand”, I answered.
“WHY?”, he asks, laughing.
“Why NOT? Who can say they’ve gone there?”, I winked back.
I had heard the name YVONAND several times as a stop-over on the train rides back-and-forth through Switzerland, so I decided it might be worth a visit, alone.
… Oh boy! Did I learn a few good lessons today! …
TIP: Avoid small towns on Sundays in Switzerland! So many reasons why:
#1 – In small towns, the Tourist Information Office is CLOSED on Sundays! No tourist info office…
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Originally posted on Artistrict Journal:
Here’s a fascinating video in which Italian photographer Ruben Salvadori demonstrates how dishonest many conflict photographs are. Salvadori spent a significant amount of time in East Jerusalem, studying the role photojournalists play in what the world sees. By turning his camera on the photographers themselves, he shows how photojournalists often influence the events they’re supposed to document objectively, and how photographers are often pushed to seek and create drama even in situations that lack it.
You might start looking at conflict photos in the news a lot differently after watching this.
My daughter did a similar teaching stent in Japan… oh the places we go!
Originally posted on Live. Explore. Learn. Remember.:
The first post of this blog… brimming with the heightened sense of anticipation and that new car scent that fades all too soon. Since I moved abroad, over a year ago, I have had people bugging me to start a blog and now that I have a partner to share the load with, I can satisfy the impatient masses. As many times as I asked Faraaz to join me before I emigrated, it’s taken him a year to decide, quit his corporate job, get rid off his flat, leave behind his beloved car and make the leap to join me here in South Korea.
His arrival prompted up thoughts about beginnings; more specifically, the beginning of the journey away from familiar shores, sights and sounds. For many people, when you land in Korea you are either numb or overwhelmed. Or perhaps numb because you have been so overwhelmed. I…
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Well, the first “cheeky” interaction I could do without; but the rest I just LOVE!!! Blessings!
Originally posted on Artistrict Journal:
Bag designer Lulu Guinness created this human-sized pin toy as part of Clerkenwell Design Week in the UK and placed the interactive sculpture for passers-by to have fun with.
Passers-by were encouraged to step up to the screen and press their bodies against the pins to set an image of themselves. Inevitably, many cheeky ideas, like the one above, were floated:
Just a lovely story of a father along with some great photographs displaying the history of love…
Originally posted on Hot Rod Cowgirl:
I am a bit late with posting this but seems life right now is a bit fast and crazier than I want…today is a very special day of honoring our Dad’s.
This is my Dad…he was an amazing man…he lived with a left stiff leg from a football injury during his senior year in high school. Yet not once did he ever complain or make excuses for his life. Instead he fought to live a normal life and he did. I saw it and was witness to it…Dad was the real deal when it came to being a cowboy and a great Dad!
Dad with his horse Jingle across the road from the house in the 1940’s.
Dad roping in the 1950’s…
Dad in the 1970’s running one of the biggest cattle ranches in the state of Oregon. One of the very last cattle ranches in the state to drive…
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Absolutely gorgeous photographs! Check out Bethlehem Steel! Carley
Originally posted on Tin Can Traveler:
(My Dad worked for many years at the Bethlehem Steel as a chemist. He was very proud of his work and loved his job. As a photojournalist this is my tribute to the place that gave my family so much.)
Towering defunct steel stacks, silenced machinery, abandoned buildings. Surely it all adds up to a veritable wasteland, a hazard, something to be torn down, disposed of, leveled.
Not so the once mighty Bethlehem Steel Works in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. An impressive rebirth is taking this industrial ghost town from once being the second largest steel manufacturer in the world to a place of robust artistic, historical, commercial and cultural activity.
It is becoming an eclectic paradigm, showing the nation that what looked like an old decrepit horse worthy of being sent to the proverbial glue factory has a salvageable future. It is a wondrous turn around and a worthy monument to…
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Originally posted on Verna Bowman:
My daybreak therapy is praying with a pen, recording trials and blessings of yesterday.
King David and I have spent many quiet dawns and silent nights in the Psalms he once penned in caves and pastures. David the shepherd–king has faithfully been a good mentor, guiding me through the tough times of life, leading me beside still places.
Now I write about my Beloved of my everyday in journals filled with naked thoughts on tear crinkled pages, and . . . I emerge strong.
There are times my journal is nothing more than a tattered scrap recklessly scribbled at a traffic light, or jots on a napkin, transcribed later to the treasured keepsake.
Mostly, it’s in the sweet Selah pause and ponder times, when I come quietly…
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