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A young woman with her baby begs at Angkor Wat, Cambodia.
“Even the wishes of an ant reach / to heaven.” / Anon / ..taken at Okachimachi district in Tokyo.2007.
I took this photo on a 42 degree celsius day in Rome. This image really moved me. I like the juxtaposition of the two subjects in the photograph – they obviously come from two completely different cultures. ‘Hard Rock’ has the left side of his body and leg ever so slightly tilted back, as though he may turn to notice the woman he has just walked past, but he continues to walk on.
So you got caught up in some traffic and got to the office a little late? The toy your child wants for Christmas is sold out everywhere? So you’re dreading the holiday get-together because their are some weird family dynamics ….. I bet you this gentleman would trade your life for his in an instant. He was really caring towards his dog (you can see it’s nose resting on his leg), which made me so sad to think how this dog does not have the pampered life my dogs have. / Note the dog bowl for receiving some change.
I took this at the Arbys drive thru, thought this cat had the prettiest eyes! / This is in the new Book “Photos that Inspire” put out by Photoworkshop.com / Great both of folks over there!
You will see this on another art site, under the ID of Eclectia. That is because Eclectia is me. So is DSWilde! Anything bad you read about either is only borne out of jealousy. * grin * Here is what the description says: I was inspired by a wonderful photograph of some stairs in France (you can find it in my favorites) to finish this piece. Took me several hours to complete – not quite sure how many severals but more than usual, I can tell you! I have many variations that now I must decide to toss or keep. This is how I end up with a room cluttered by disks! Thank you for the inspiration, handsome man whose name I forget! This illustration is for a story I started long ago, which has altered much over time, and so far is just something I amuse myself with. It is being considered to finally set it down all in words and to send it out into the world. I’m a little hesitant as once it is penned (so to speak) it will be permanently as written and. . well .. I guess all children must grow up and be what they will, even the ones we create in our minds and with our hands. Yes? and here is what the handsome man, whose name I forget had to say: *euristis:iconeuristis: Jan 9, 2007, 6:17:11 AM / wow! Thank you so much, your postwork is amazing! I’m honored! :hug: / — / You can answer me in French, English or Italian…as you wish / Portfolio: www.euristis.com / Personal (french): www.cerise-b.com Just so you know I had his permission to play with his stairs! / ...................................................................................................... The Mad Queen Ardeliah is from the land of Ordine, in the world of Ordem, in a parallel’esque universe. Or, if she’s not strictly from the land of Ordine, it is, at least, wherein she has/is reign(ed)
just like to mention, that beggars bridge, unfortunately uploaded twice, has 565 views!(so far) !many moons ago, not long after i joined red bubble, i uploaded an image of beggars bridge at glaisdale, in the north york moors national park. / i was aware of the story surrounding this lovely bridge, and so, when i used the image here, i traced the full (and fascinating) story, and uploaded it alongside the image. it proved to be my most popular image. / recently i received an email from one andrew davies , of eboracum pictures. (thats york by the way) telling me that he was making a film about this fascinating story, and during his research, my red bubble site came into view! he actually used my attached commentary, (by peter walker) as the basic plan for script and filming programme. and would i be interested in a small, non speaking part in the film. / today, i have fullfilled that request, and have included some photos of todays action, attached to my original image. in the next few days or so, this will all be on line at BEGGARSBRIDGE.COM and i hope you will all take a peak, and enjoy this wonderful story! BEGGAR’S BRIDGE / I recently took my son on a nostalgic walk around Glaisdale in the Esk Valley to show him where I was born and brought up and we stopped to rest on the beautiful old hump-backed bridge across the river. As I related the old story of how the bridge came to be built, I thought others might be interested to know of its fascinating history. / The ancient and graceful stone arch of Beggar’s Bridge, which spans the River Esk at Glaisdale some ten miles upriver from Whitby, is well known to historians and tourists alike. It is the stuff of legend because this beautiful bridge is the focus of a highly romantic love story set around the time of the Spanish Armada. / It involves a pretty young maid of Glaisdale who yearned for her lover’s return from an adventurous and perhaps piratical life on the high seas. He was a suitor her father had rejected because he had no money. However, happily, the young man made his fortune and returned in triumph to claim his bride. Later, when married to Agnes, he became very successful and was elected Lord Mayor of Hull and was three times warden of Trinity House, the City’s maritime training centre. / The man was Tom Ferris, the son of a poor sheep farmer, and his bride was Agnes Richardson, daughter of a wealthy Glaisdale landowner. Tom managed to persuade Richardson to permit the wedding if he, Tom, became wealthy. Richardson agreed, perhaps thinking it would never happen. If you visit the bridge, which is very close to Glaisdale Railway Station and almost hidden between a road bridge and a rail bridge, you’ll see a headstone in the parapet. A careful examination of that stone will reveal the initials T.F. and the date 1619, the date he completed the bridge. / The romance of the story tells how the youthful Tom, wary of Richardson’s antagonism, visited Agnes in secret, walking from Egton to Glaisdale for their trysts. This meant crossing the River Esk near the bottom of Limber Hill and the story says that when Tom received his orders to join the English fleet, he went to inform Agnes, but could not get across the river because it was in flood. Thus he departed without even a goodbye kiss. She waited and, so the story goes, he returned as a rich man whereupon he decided to build a bridge so that future lovers could cross in safety. / This enduring tale is a wonderful mixture of fact and fiction. Tom Ferris did exist, probably being born at Lastingham and his name is spelt in other ways, eg Ferries, Ferres or Firris. Agnes existed too, as did her father. Aged 14, Tom was apprenticed to a Hull shipowner and spent some off-duty time with relations at Egton, meeting Agnes at a fair, perhaps at Whitby. Tom sailed from Whitby on May 8, 1588 after which he served with Sir Francis Drake as he beat the Spanish Armada only ten days later, then sailing to the West Indies where he engaged in piracy. On a captured vessel, he returned to London in 1592, still aged only 24, sold the ship and went to Glaisdale as a wealthy man to claim the hand of Agnes Richardson. The couple then went to Hull where Ferris established a thriving shipping business, becoming sheriff in 1614, lord mayor in 1620 and three times warden of Trinity House. He died in 1630 aged 62 and Holy Trinity Church in Hull contains a memorial to him. He gave money to Lastingham church for a re-roofing project, and built a school there, then in his will he bequeathed money to Glaisdale church (at the time, a chapel of Danby parish) together with an annual payment to the vicar. / Agnes died in 1618; it was a year later that Ferris decided to build his bridge at Glaisdale and so, instead of being a romantic gesture to enable lovers to cross the flooded Esk, the bridge may have been a memorial to her. It was completed in 1619 – but, in fact, Ferris remarried in 1620. / There is just a possibility, however, that this was not the first bridge to cross the Esk at that point. There is a very similar bridge higher up the river, spanning the Esk below Danby Castle. This is now known as Duck’s Bridge in honour of George Duck who restored it during the eighteenth century, but in earlier times it was known as Castle Bridge. This bridge dates to the fourteenth century, being built in 1345, and it bears a crest on a headstone, probably that of the Latimers of Danby Castle. / But who actually built Duck’s Bridge? I wonder if it was the same person, or group of persons, who built the first Beggar’s Bridge? It is just possible that Tom Ferris actually re-built Beggar’s Bridge because one authority claims that the original collapsed in the 16th century, and was re-built by Ferris. The coping stones are said to date from the 14th century and I quote from “The North Riding of Yorkshire” by Joseph E. Morris (Methuen, 1920) – “The old fourteenth century coping is still in its place, surviving to attest the date of the original bridge”, and Morris then quotes his source as LXXII S.S.401, S.S. being the initials of the Surtees Society. / Whoever built the original Duck’s Bridge and the original Beggar’s Bridge did a wonderful job because both have stubbornly survived floods which have demolished other structures. As a child in Glaisdale, I was told that the cement of Beggar’s Bridge had the whites of hundreds of eggs mixed with it, hence its strength but I do wonder if the same person originally built both these graceful, twin-like pack-horse bridges.
A haunting scene as a Beggar hugs two Dogs for warmth and bows his Head in thanks as Money is put into his cap as the Sun rises for a new day on a rarely deserted Charles Bridge in Prague.
Featured in the “♥ show me a sign ♥” & Sydney groups.
The stranded siren. Illustration from song lyrics, “La sirena varada”, by Héroes del Silencio. A conceptual work. Photomanipulation and digital painting. Model from http://ranum.com Thanks for looking! :)
Millennium Bridge , London , Winter 2008 Here’s the same chap over the Summer / Zen Beg – Millennium Edition © 2008 Urban Umbra /
oil and acrylic on canvas, photo used as reference. The other face of our countries. “You would walk through my life without knowing it” / C150C-29E5D-4B8A5 /
My little squirrel friend, I call him Oliver Twist…begging for his morning breakfast at my patio door. Picture / Make: NIKON CORPORATION / Model: NIKON D40 / Shutter Speed: 10/1250 second / F Number: F/5.6 / Focal Length: 175 mm / ISO Speed: 900 ___ Featured in the Following: / Squirrels & Chipmunks / Michigan Outdoors / Nikon D40 Users Wins in the following Groups & Challenges: / Squirrels & Chipmunks – “Up On Two Legs” – Top 10 (#8) – Nov. 2009 / Squirrels & Chipmunks – “Put On A Happy Face” – Challenge Winner #1 – Oct. 2009 / Squirrels & Chipmunks – “Who You Lookin At?” – Top 10 (#3) – Oct. 2009 / All Soft and Cuddlies !! – September Avatar Challenge – Challenge Winner (#1) Aug 2009 / The Beginner’s Corner – “That One Great Shot” – Top 10 (#5)
One of my ancient renditions of a beggar
Homeless in San Francisco Nikon D300 Proceeds from sales of this photo will be donated to a homeless support organization
This little bridge is known as Beggars Bridge built for the love of a young lady and social status is at the edge of a hidden village of Glaisdale in the heart of the Yorkshire Moors, in North Yorkshire. This wonderful little bridge over the River Esk is a delight to look at, but with the train bridge behind and newer road bridge running along side, it is really difficult bridge to photograph. With Limber Hill leading down into it, have the brakes serviced before visiting or take the train to the station just around the corner. Converted into black and white
This is the delightfully named Beggar’s Bridge on the outskirts of Glaisdale in North Yorkshire in the North York Moors National Park, crossing the River Esk. Built for love, the contrasting shadow and light across the bridge, provides a wonderful metaphor for the path of life and love. Converted into pinhole black and white
This is the view from the new road bridge into Glaisdale in North Yorkshire towards the Beggar’s Bridge and the River Esk and it’s valley beyond. Built for love, the reflection and light/shadows dance in loves returning path of being. Shot in the North York Moors National Park
Beggar’s Bridge crossing the River Esk in the North York National park. This is the colour version of this black and white one Posted just for the site Water god and long may he fill our streams, becks and lakes with his gift ;)
A Fox Squirrel sitting on top of the squirrel feeder in my backyard in northeast Iowa. It was a gray, wet day, so he was getting a little wet!
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