Black history
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Poulnabrone dolmen is a 5,000 year old portal tomb in the limestone Burren area of County Clare, Ireland. The dolmen consists of a massive flat capstone supported on several upright pillars, and would originally have been covered by a mound of earth. Archeological excavations found several traces of human remains at the burial site, which now stands as a stark reminder of an ancient civilisation. Looking back through the mists of time, who knows what ancient religious rites took place at this barren and windswept scene? Winner of the Heritage in Stone group challenge Stone Circles and Standing Stones.
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Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow…..... Natural History Museum, London, England. / One of my most favourite places…....... / . . /
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Taken from ‘The Portsmouth that has passed’ by William G Gates: Charles II married his Portugese bride Catherine of Braganza here in 1662. Two centuries of decline and disrepair followed until the chapel was restored in 1867 to become the Garrison Church. It was reduced to a burnt out shell during one of Portsmouth’s worst second World War air raids on January 11th 1941 it stands today as a silent memorial.’ War is not just a thing that affects the soldiers.
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This old tree stands on top a gnarly peak on the far east border of Glassier National Park where the long and great plans suddenly and somewhat unexpectedly jump up in a shear wall of stone. It was not alone but stood with the corpses of many other trees who for some reason or other had ceased being able to live in the hostile environment that had given them birth and carved their living flesh into such masterpieces of wood. This one, though, this one was different. It was bigger and more warped and had lived far longer then any of its brethren or children that lay scatted about, and something in the way the silver wood gleamed, something in the way that it reached so far, forever seeking shelter from the wind, left me standing in awe.
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I don’t know if this is factual, fictional, or a bit of each, but the most commonly circulated story about how the ladybug got its name is quite interesting. According to that account, quite a long time ago in Europe, a small farming village was experiencing unprecedented problems with insects that kept devouring the crops. Faced with certain ruin, the peasants fell to their knees and began to beg the intercession of the Blessed Virgin Mary to send help in their calamity. Their simple faith was soon rewarded. The farmers began to notice a change in the crops. The dying foliage started to revitalize and greenness once again appeared on the landscape. Something was definitely reversing the devastation. As they looked closer, the farmers noticed small red bugs with black dots festooning their tiny concave, shell-like, bodies. Like soldiers called in to battle, they were eating the culprits—destructive aphids. “Our Lady’s bugs, Our Lady’s beetles,” the grateful villagers proclaimed. Eventually, as the small insects became a familiar part of their lives, the people shortened their name to ladybugs, the term by which they are still known today and perhaps one of the reasons why they are so well-loved. Whatever the case, ladybugs are the allies of farmers; they are tiny soldiers that patrol the fields making sure there will be food on the table for everyone.
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One of the first street shots I ever took back in 1964 in the East End of London. This was before Playstations, and probably the only ‘toy’ these kids shared between them was a skipping rope. Old bomb sites still held a fascination though as a form of amusement and exploration, as can be seen here. It was taken using a Yashica Mat 120 film twin lens reflex camera that took me six months to save up for. I used Tri-X B/W film and printed on a hard grade of paper to get the punchy contrast, a characteristic of all my early B/W work. This image was photographed digitally from the original print in my portfolio. © 1964 John Hooton Photography
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Waiting for the sheep, shearers and other faded memories to return to this beautiful run down shearing shed, Canunda Frontage, near Millicent South Australia. Many thanks to our wonderful young model and to Smarti77 for his help with the final edit on this piece. Look at his RB site for some amazing images… Shane Smart Merge of three HDR images in photomatix..
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Grandma’s Home by Nicole Ryan There’s a place / where grandma sat / on the porch / with a rocking chair / a big heart / and a smile that didn’t care / if your shoes were wet / if you feet were muddy / if you face was dirty / and when you were hurting / she’d pick you up / and carry you inside / in her big arms / she’d sit you on the table / where you never ever could sit / otherwise / and she’d pat / and dab / and whisper / it’s o.k / it’s alright / with a bandaid / stuck on just right / and she’d send you back out / into the world / and you’d run with a limp / but you’d soon forget / about the pain / there were games / to be played. That house was always so warm. When Poppy died / Grandma still kept it warm / she let us do things / that he never did / and she never got upset / or said / “Don’t slam the damn door!” / she never ever said / anything less than love. That house was always so warm. The yard was big / and the trees were bigger / we’d climb / and dangle stars from the limbs / and bells from the twigs / and we’d play outside / at that time of day / when it wasn’t quite dark / when it wasn’t quite light / and we’d hide and seek / and squeel and get giddy / running around / through the bells and stars. We’d go to Grandma’s after school / and run toward the smell / of the hot cakes / of the love / of Grandma’s perfume / and we opened that front gate / with pride / and a sigh / because it always made that same noise / to let us know / we were at the right house / it was home. We knew everyone wanted to live there / because that house was always so warm. People would look and smile / and stop and take a flower from the front / sometimes / the kids would steal / pickets from the fence / and play / rah / rah / rah / all the way home / like pirates / and prisoners / and war men / having fun / when things weren’t serious / and days were long / but never long enough / I knew / that they were taking a picket / home to their parents / so that they could start building a house / just like Grandma’s; because that house was always so warm. © ryan
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by Anne StaubAll photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Anne Staub. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of any of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from myself is prohibited. All rights reserved.
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Inspired by Joseph Turner. Lindisfarne Priory and Castle, In Northumberland, (near where I live), as a storm rolls in, from the ever-moody, North Sea! Watercolour on 90lb paper 12”x 8” I loved painting this, and will do a much larger one, in the future.
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Barack Obama – Change for America, for the World, for All of Us – The Audacity of Hope On November 4, 2008, Barack Obama defeated John McCain and became the first African American to be elected President of the United States. In his victory speech, delivered before a crowd of hundreds of thousands of his supporters in Grant Park in Chicago, Illonois, Obama proclaimed that “change has come to America.” Born in Hawaii, Obama will be the first U.S. President born outside the contiguous United States. He also will be fifth youngest President at the date of accession and the second since Lincoln whose primary political base is Illinois. This portrait illustrates and epitomizes the audacity of hope. President Obama was sworn in as the 44th President of the United States of America on January 20, 2009. Selected information courtesy of Wikipedia. Original Oil Portait On Canvas By Zhao, Ze, Guangzhou, China
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The Presidential Seal of the United States of America in a shiny gold chrome format with the American flag, in honor of the historic win by Barack Obama.
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Over the Australia Day weekend I and three buddies sea kayaked around the North end of Wilsons Promontory blissfully unaware that a few short days later this paradise would be burnt to a crisp by Victoria’s recent and devastating bushfires. This fire continues to burn as I write this (20/2/09) and has so far burnt about 30% of the park (basically all the land visible in this picture). If there is no rain soon and the winds turn from there current easterly direction to a strong northerly the entire park could easily go up. This shot was taken on the beautiful and remote Bennison Island in Corner Inlet and offers the perfect vantage point to see what is now gone (view large). The peak on the far left hand side of the frame is called The Cathedral and the fire started there after a lightning strike on the 8/2/09 exactly thirteen days after this shot was taken. The prevailing winds in this area are usually westerlies and these conditions would have resulted in a small localised blaze that would have seen the fire peter out as it hit the nearby ocean. Instead there have been uncommonly sustained easterly winds blowing up to 70km/h spreading the fire straight along the entire length of the Vereker Range (the mountain range on the horizon) and coming north to consume every bit of land between there and the coastline contained in this shot. In 2005 a back burn that reignited burnt 13% of the park, this fire fortunately has thus far avoided these particular areas but if they are re-burnt so soon after this previous fire many of the larger tree species will not have the mojo to regenerate a second time and as there seedlings have not had enough time to mature to the point of producing seed entire species could be lost from large areas. As it is the fire is currently ravaging an area that hasn’t been burnt since the terrible 1951 fires that destroyed 75% of the park. The close succession of fires back then resulted in the permanent loss of all the blue gums in the park. These huge beautiful and majestic trees were once the dominant upper story flora standing over a once open forest floor. The impenetrable tangle that now exists has made my many off track ramblings around the Prom a far more involved pursuit than was once the case. Currently there are 150 ground fire fighters one skycrane and two water bombing helicopters fighting the blaze although ground crews have been forced by the impenetrable scrub to concentrate there efforts to creating and reinforcing current containment lines. Out of interest the footprints on the beach are probably from a Black Wallaby – Wallabia bicolor who despite that huge looking expanse of water has made it to the island across the mud flats at low tide. The small knoll abutting the coast in the center of the frame is called Barry Hill and is in one of the most remote and trackless areas on the promontory. However between 1913 and 1940 this was the location of the Ranger Station at the Prom (it even had its own telegraph line). Now the Prom has easy road access this choice of location seems odd but back then the dominant mode of access was via boat across Corner Inlet from Port Welshpool. If I lived in an ideal landscape photographers world I would have unlimited time to shoot every scene in the ideal light of dawn and dusk but sometimes these criteria are impossible to organize so I do the best I can with the light available in this case late morning. The timing determined by the vagaries of tide (being in a sea kayak) and the fact that camping on the island is not allowed. Despite the less than ideal light I thought the pertinence of current events justified its inclusion. 100% of profits from this shot will go to WRAP Wildlife Rescue and Protection Incorporated which will aid the innumerable animal victims of the recent fires (I’ve put up my margin more than usual because of the donation aspect, basically it’s not worth doing unless there’s a bit of money in it for the charity).
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This was taken from inside Bootham Bar . Scots be prepared for the story in the link This is one of those lucky moments. I was shooting the light and shadow pattern on the Yorkshire flagstones, when a tourist stepped into the doorway. Taken in the City Of York in North Yorkshire and converted into infrared.
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Original acrylic painting by Christopher Pope
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From a original Acrylic painting by Christopher Pope
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This man, Art, kindly let me follow him for a few days at the Indian Summer Fest in Milwaukee, on the shores of Lake Michigan. Art travels the world sharing his culture with amazing grace and intensity. It was truly an honor to follow him. Thank you, Art! / June 1, 1009 / August 24, 2009 Featured 11.16.09 /
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“Time and Tide” She rises in silence on another human moment, and illuminates the crumbling icons we worship…and those we have yet to awaken to. Reality is merely a perception, and we can be so blind. Regardless of our lack of vision, / time and tide move inexorably to erase all traces of our petty struggles and return us to the place it all began… The ghosts of the past walk beside the spirits of the future, leaving invisible footprints upon this landscape… guiding a relentless cycle of humanity on its neverending journey to self discovery. Somewhere between the lines, truth reveals the simple joy of acceptance and the relinquishing of control, and waits patiently for us to see. Beyond all that we think we are or strive to be, time and tide will continue to overwrite our diminutive stories with a grander chronicle of their own, eternally seeking to restore the balance…. Wendy Slee (2009) (a large-format version of this image is currently on display in an exhibition at ArtGeo Gallery in Busselton, as part of the National Lifestyle Villages annual art awards)
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A long exposure of The Great Court in the British Museum, London.
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This series of steps leads up from The Side towards a gated wall. This area of Newcastle near the river, was part of the original crossing point and lead up in to the upper parts of the city. It is now also famous for the Side Gallery , a little gem of both a building and photographic gallery. The wear of the steps bear witness that the remains of houses and business that once thrived here, once had happier days. Converted in to black and white
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I thought you might like to see the castle in B&W? My wife, Jackie and I had a great trip out to the beautiful Leeds Castle, which is in the county of Kent, on Saturday and had a wonderful time being transported back through 900 years of our history. The castle and grounds are simply stunning and well worth a visit if ever you are in that part of the world. I hope you like the photo and thank you so much for viewing my work, please call back again soon. NIKON D60 DSLR / F-stop f/5.6 / Exposure time 1/640 sec / ISO speed 360 / Manual Priority / Focal length 18 mm on a 18 – 55 mm Nikon lens. All the materials contained may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my permission. My images do not belong to the public domain sector. Please ask for my permission before using this image for any purpose and in anyway because without it will lead to legal action. / ©Anthony Hedger Photography 2009
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The view from the end of Platform 1 at Seven Bridge railway in Bridgnorth,Shropshire. The engine was just about to start it’s journey and created this wonderful half view through the smoke and steam Converted into a pinhole black and white Featured by the kind hosts of Tone It Down! Group
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