History house
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Old deserted Irish Farm. Very overgrown with major decay having set in. This has an old glass plate photographic effect.
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A window of an traditional country farm cottage in Ireland. Nice whitewashed wall on this shot..
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The pump engine house, at Friar’s Goose, on the river Tyne, in Gateshead, in the style of Thomas Hair, the industrial watercolourist of the 1830’s. The engine house, is now a ruin, on the reclaimed riverside park land, Felling, Gateshead. Bockingford watercolour paper, 22” x 14” 140lb.
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A little slice of the history of Edinburgh, the Governor’s House on Calton Hill in Edinburgh. / Looking quite medieval, this is actually an early 19th century structure, the remains of the old Calton Gaol, a prison that was once on the historic hill. / Atmospheric evening fog and illumination came together to make this something special. Available as cards and a variety of prints – if interested in cards, on the preview page, please try with “black backing” as the artist intends.
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This is the other side of the view of the Wycoller footbridge!
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This painting was created with interior house paint on canvas / H26” x W50” / Black Matte Gallery Frame / 2007 / Original – 1800.00 / ON SALE NOW! 1000.00 “Faceless,” is dedicated to all the woman and girls who suffer injustices all over the world, and remain faceless to world. Although I created this image in 2007, and had titled it “Girls,” I didn’t fully realize what it meant until just this week. In the news, a husband kills his wife, by placing a plastic bag over her head, hangs her, and flees with the three children after countless please for help to local authorities. A father is convicted of keeping his daughter locked up as a sex slave for 24 years. Daughter now 42. Many females are enslaved, murdered, raped, tortured all over the world, and many more will remain faceless to us. Stop, think, and listen.
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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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Remains of an old farmhouse, Currency Creek, South Australia.
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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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I forget the exact location but I spotted this dwelling on my travels in Scotland. It seemed as though it was only in need of a bit of TLC so I asked a couple of locals if it used to be an Inn or parish building. The reply was, “no, just a house”, and then they locals turned and left without another word…..............Almost as if there was some mystery surrounding it that they didn’t want to talk about…...........hence the title Unloved Canon 350D 18-55 IS Tonemapped
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A tops’l schooner has been wrecked ashore in shallow water, in the North East coal harbour of Cullercoats, circa1880’s. Most winter’s saw at least one sailing ship wrecked at the mouth of the river Tyne. A Victorian photo from my priceless book, was used for the painting. Watercolour and HB pencil drawing. 12” x 8”.
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One of the 20 blocks of identical mustard-colored houses, built by Christian IV in 17th century to house his naval staff. September 2007. Canon EOS 300X, Sigma 28-135. Kodak ProFoto 100. Post-processing: retouch, color enhancement.
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Historical Living Farm in Slate Run Metro Park, Columbus Ohio / /
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the ramsey house plantation is an historical land mark near knoxville,tennessee.they offer many varieties of events that are both educational and entertaining.one event that draws quite a bit of attention is the civil war living history weekend.reenactors come to demenstrate camp life,drills,and battle tactics.
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the historic bleak house was the headquarters to general longstreet during the siege of knoxville,1863
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Post Card Sold 2009.07.11 Featured in the United States group on February 28th, 2009 [ top 3 ] United States group members: February Challenge Results: STATE HOUSES AND CAPITOLS / There were 21 very nice images entered; thank you! Top 10: Winner- Power To The People by Andy Mueller, IPA; an HDR image of the WI State Capitol that Andy took while playing tourist when visiting the city of Madison. Andy, I’m glad that you made the long trip to WI for that one! Also-, JustM (UT), Nancy Chambers (CA), Jack McCabe (RI), Lenny La Rue (CA), Renee Hubbard Fine Art (IN), Lisa Jones (AR), LudaNayvelt (MA), Linda Jackson( VT), and Charlene Aycock (UT) The Challenge winner is the new group avatar, the Top 3 are Featured Group Members, the Top 6 are Featured Images. The Independent Man stands proudly above the rotunda of the Rhode Island State House in Providence Rhode Island. Founded by Roger Williams as a place of tolerance of religious freedom, after being tossed out of Massachusetts Bay Colony. MORE on the STATE HOUSE JPM © 2008 / Photographs taken from Rhode Island Place Mall before Christmas. / Leica V Lux 1
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Yorkshire England / / /
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Looking out from a replica iron age round house* in glentress forest outside peebles in the lovely scottish borders on the site of a settlement dating back 1900 years…. ... The bench is well sited to take in this captivating view across the tweed valley. Taken Jan 09 with an Olympus SP560UZ f/8 1/250 sec ISO-200
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This abandoned building is located in Nelson, New brunswick. I’m not sure what this building was used for, I can’t find any history on it online. / It has a sign that reads; LOL No 147 and the year of the building is 1906. It was definitely creepy though! -cross processed /
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Just off the Lawnmarket (a stretch of the Royal Mile in Edinburgh, Scotland) is Makars’ Court. Within the Courtyard is The Writers’ Museum which is housed in Lady Stair’s House (built in 1622 for Sir William Grey of Pittendrum). In 1719, the building was bought by Lady Stair. The museum is dedicated to the lives and work of Scotland’s great literary figures, including Robert Burns, Sir Walter Scott and Robert Louis Stevenson. Makars’ Court, which takes its name from the Scots word for a poet, is an evolving national literary monument in which inscribed commemorative flagstones celebrate Scottish writers from the 14th century John Barbour to Ian Crichton-Smith who died in 1998. New flagstones are added on a regular basis. Camera: Canon EOS 450D (Digital Rebel XSi in the USA) / Canon 18-55mm IS lens / Exif data from the JPG / F-stop f/3.5 / ISO 200 / Focal length 18 mm BEST VIEWED LARGER Three bracketed JPGs converted to HDR in Photomatix. Related shots can be found at: Edinburgh or you can look at all my HDR shots. Featured in : HDR Photography : 1 Aug 09
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FEATURED IN THE CANADA GROUP / I was intrigued to locate and photograph this old home, which now sits empty, after hearing stories about one of this region’s most famous citizens. Harry Lee, a locomotive engineer, apparently retired from the CP railway in his early sixties to take care of his ailing father struggling with dimentia, who lived with him. There are many stories of his father’s “unusual behaviour” which kept Harry very busy indeed. Harry collected a pension from the Canadian Pacific Railway until his death at 102 years of age….a highly unusual accomplishment. The following historical information was obtained from “Vanishing BC”: / http://www.michaelkluckner.com/bciw.html “Reputedly the oldest building in North Bend, British Columbia the house occupied by Harry Lee the legendary locomotive engineer, until his death at age 102 (in 2004) stands on 1st Street on the opposite side of the Canadian Pacific Railway mainline from the site of the CPR hotel. / “It is a classic little 1-1/2 storey house that may have been a CPR design-all the land on the river side of the tracks was and is owned by the CPR and leased to the occupants, who own their buildings. The original occupant is unknown. / Harry Lee, who lived in the house for as long as anyone can remember, is the son of pioneers at Keefers-upstream on the same side of the river, where there are still areas called Upper Lee and Lower Lee, although all the historic buildings are apparently demolished. Lee’s father, an Englishman, was a farmer who supplied milk to the railway. The house retains Lee’s personality—for example, the metal cooler (vented to the outside like a meat safe) is plastered with old Irish Sweepstakes tickets.” layers and textural effects were applied in CS4 /
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FEATURED IN IMAGEWRITING (2/24) PHOTOGRAPHY GROUP PLEASE VIEW LARGE. / I was directed by long time citizens of this quiet old railroad town of North Bend, BC to another very old local heritage home that sits right beside the Canadian Pacific Railway tracks. It’s a house that is definitely time-worn and no doubt full of stories, family memories and a rich history spanning many decades. I expected to find this house empty like Mr. Lee’s old home…but a light glowed warmly in the front porch, a bird cage hung by the front door and a vase full of flowers sat cheerily in the window. I couldn’t help but think of that very old song that both Tom Jones and Johnny Cash made famous….to name but a few! _“The old home town looks the same, / As I step down from the train, / And there to meet me is my mama and my papa. / Down the road I look, and there comes Mary, / Hair of gold and lips like cherries. / It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home. The old house is still standing, / Though the paint is cracked and dry, / And there’s the old oak tree that I used to play on. / Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, / Hair of gold and lips like cherries. / It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home. Yes, they’ll all come to see me, / Arms reaching, smiling sweetly. / It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home. Then I awake and look around me, / At the four gray walls that surround me, / And I realize that I was only dreaming. / For there’s a guard, and there’s a sad old padre, / Arm in arm, we’ll walk at daybreak. / Again, I’ll touch the green, green grass of home. Yes, they’ll all come to see me / In the shade of the old oak tree, / As they lay me ‘neath the green, green grass of home.”_ / (written by Claude “Curly” Purman, Jr. in the early 1960’s.) / / layers and textural effects applied in CS4
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