Antiquity photography
473 creative works found
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Location shoot / Antique Collectors Fair Beary Nice Group
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Still life
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Old Antique keys. Great image to add to any office wall.
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This is an image of the original Victorian age radiator in the master suite of Henry Pittock, the founder of the Portland Oregonian.
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A macro photograph of a plumbago blue butterfly, taken in the artist’s garden which has been rendered in antique sepia tones.
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An unique and artistic image of an old metal wall hook, and it’s metal rose spays as ornamentation. It’s rust only adds to the nastalgic and romantic feel of this vintage find. All artwork is © Rhonda L. Hall, All Rights Reserved. You may not use, replicate, manipulate, redistribute, or modify this image without my express consent.
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roy’s motel, amboy, california, is classic route 66…the place has been closed for quite some time yet looks and feels like it could reopen any minute…there have been plans but, so far, none have come through…it is a little off the beaten path but well worth the effort to visit…
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_on air ‘Unter Null’,’the clock is ticking,terrorfakt remix’ Sephia setting on Canon Powershot A410 ° / ° / ° / ° / (c) Lea Henning 2008 – All rights reserved - / My images may not be reproduced in any form without my expressed,written permission.
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A macro photograph of a leaf laced with cobwebs, taken in the artist’s garden which has been digitally enhanced.
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A macro photograph of a hibiscus, taken in the artist’s garden which has been digitally enhanced.
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This is one of the lights from Newstead House, I love the floral work on it.
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Semi-abstract image of a polished blue gem of an antique auto. Image c Lynda Lehmann.
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This is one picture in a series at a former neighbor’s home in Rogersville, TN. Mr. Arms is a sweet man that made an impression on my life when I first became a resident of the area when my now ex-husband and I were buliding our new home. During the building process, we had become friends with our builders, which caused our process to slow and our timeline less of an attainable goal in moving in. As an effort to help us speed up the process, Mr. Arms drove his front loader up to our residence and proceeded to dig out a 500ft septic line in the rain, in December. I’ll never forget that old man, frail and old looking, working his heart out as it poured ice cold rain on his head. He never waivered or even slowed. You would think the sun was shining as he worked like a diligent beaver to complete his task in our yard. I know it doesn’t seem like much to some, but it meant the world to me that a man, we didn’t even know, would come out and help neighbors to move into their home. I am forever greatful to Mr. Arms. Over the years, I saw Mr. Arms’ residence grow from an old house tucked into one of many corners of a long and narrow winding road in the valley we lived in, to a known “junk yard” of his private acess. Most remembered that the old house use to be a warm, stately two story home with rich green grasses and carefully placed flowers along the lawn. Slowly it was transformed so that the rich green grasses were littered with old cars, buses, trucks, and antique farm tools just as a field would become overrun with thistles and briars once the a farmer removes his cows to abandon a pasture. Yesterday I decided to do something I’ve wanted to do for a very long time. I took my two daughters and we headed to Mr. Arms’ home. He greeted us with a large smile and a puzzled look, stating he was glad to see us even though he had no clue who we were. As I came closer, he reached out with wide open arms and hugged me tightly, reminding me of how my grandfather would show me his greatest of affections. This from a man that still didn’t have a clue as to who I was and why I was there! He leaned his head back while still gripping me in a tight embrace so as to get a better look at me and asked me who I was. I chuckled and told him my name and it didn’t trigger his memory. I then told him of the memory I had of him helping with my new home some 12y 1/2rs before. I told him that it was understandable if he didn’t remember who I was and pointed to my now 13yr old daughter stating that she was just 6mos old or so at the time he helped us. He raised his brows and leaned his head back and chuckled as the thought of that much time passing somewhat suprised him. He patted me on the shoulder with an even softer smile and said he remembed working on the yard. I told him I never forgot his working in the cold December rain, and I was forever greatful for his assistance. Once we became familiar with one another again, I told him I was visiting to ask if I could walk around and take some photographs of his collection of vehicles. He chuckled and corrected me in saying that they weren’t his collection, but his 401k plan. I chuckled, he hugged my oldest daughter and sent us on our way. Hence, I give you, Arms’ 401k! 8mm / ISO 64 / f 2.8 / 1/130
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The small town of Cedarburg Wisconsin (population 11,298) was the first stop for McCain – Palin on the morning after the final day of the Republican convention. This was just before noon on Friday September 5th. No matter what your political views happen to be, this photo captures history in the now.
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My other works: / EXIF: / Taken with a Canon EOS 400D Digital. Exposure: 0.008 sec (1/125) ISO Speed: 100 Aperture: f/7.1 Software: Adobe Photoshop CS2 Windows Metering Mode: Pattern Focal Length: 28 mm Exposure Program: Shutter priority Exposure Bias: 0/3 EV Flash: Flash did not fire White Balance: Manual A LARGER view to see more in detail… / (Long side is only 1024 here) Temple of Athena, Assos History / The city was founded from 900-1000 BC by Aeolian colonists from Lesbos, who specifically are said to have come from Methymna.The settlers built a Doric Temple to Athena on top of the crag in 530 BC. From this temple Hermias of Atarneus, a student of Plato, ruled Assos, the Troad and Lesbos for a period of time, under which the city experienced its greatest prosperity. (Strangely, Hermias was actually the slave of the ruler of Atarneus.) Under his rule, he encouraged philosophers to move to the city. As part of this, in 348 BC Aristotle came here and married King Hermeias’s niece, Pythia, before leaving to Lesbos three years later in 345 BC. This ‘golden period’ of Assos ended several years later when the Persians arrived, and subsequently tortured Hermias to death. The Persians were driven out by Alexander the Great in 334 BCE. Between 241 and 133 BC, the city was ruled by the Kings of Pergamon. However, in 133 BC, the Pergamons lost control of the city as it was absorbed by the Roman empire. St. Paul also visited the city during his third missionary journey through Asia Minor, which was between 53-57 AD, on his way to Lesbos. From this period onwards, Assos shrunk to a small village, as it has remained ever since. Ruins around Assos continue to be excavated.
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I am so glad we have Lasik eye surgery nowadays… :) / Nikon D200 / 105mm lens / f2.8
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A very old store in williams Oregon / Camera: Nikon D90 / Exposure: 0.001 sec (1/800) / Aperture: f/5.3 / Focal Length: 70 mm / ISO Speed: 640 / Processed in Photo shop, cropped and adjusted for use in Photomatic HDR
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