Spring is here – No2.
A late Spring.
Spring is here at long last and with luck, no more morning frost.
Punishment stocks – City of York.
Nikon F4 / Nikkor 50mm f1.8 D with Nikon diffusion filter on T-Max 400 (original*)
from my freezer.
The stocks were used as a punishment for crimes of public disorder (drunkenness for example) throughout the 16th and 17th centuries. Their use declined in the 18th century, but probably last used in the UK at the market town of Newcastle Emlyn west Wales in 1872.
The criminal being locked in by legs & hands or hands & head: they were then subjected to ridicule by the local population who threw rotting fruit and in some cases stones at them.
* 1987: so this film is over 30 years old.
Open doors.
From my Oman negative files – pushed T-Max 400.
Window with bars – N07.
Window with bars – N07.
From my Oman files: I found one with mostly straight walls! it’s a problem with these historic forts, there is not always much room, forcing me to use a wider angle lens than I would normally like. It tends to exaggerate the builders imperfections along with those of the lens.
Window with bars – N06.
Window with bars – N06.
From my Oman files.
Window with bars – N05.
Window with bars – N05.
Window with bars – No4.
Window with bars – No4.
From my Oman files.
Window with bars – No3.
Window with bars – No3.
From my Oman files.
Early morning mist.
Early morning mist: from my Oman files.
Window with bars – No2.
Window with bars No2.
From my Oman negative files.
Window with bars.
Derelict window with bars.
From my Oman files.
Mist on the Jebel.
Mist on the Jebel – from my Oman files.
For those interested, this was made with my Nikon F4, Nikkor 20mm f2.8 D and Tri-X (old style) in D76 1+1.
For some reason I kept these details in my darkroom log book, probably because it was old film from my freezer.
Bicycles Salalah – Dhofar Oman.
Goldline bicycle Salalah – Dhofar Oman.
From my files.
A Box.
A box: or the lasts resting place of Rincewind’s ‘The Luggage’ for those familiar with the books of Terry Pratchett.
From my Oman files.
Swirling sand.
Swirling sand.
From my Oman files.
Stone with sand swirls No2.
Stone with sand swirls No2.
From my Oman files.
Stone with sand swirls.
Stone with sand swirls.
From my Oman files.
Decorative pots.
Decorative pots; from my Oman files.
On the subject of trees and Ents.
An Embrace.
From my Oman files.
Unfortunately these two trees no longer live, cut down during a redevelopment of the housing complex where I lived when in Oman.
For those who have no idea what an Ent is – see this link from the great encyclopædia in the sky: Ents
A tree – Jebel Shams Oman.
Slight re-work of an old negative from Jebel Shams in Oman. I remember it being a cold and rather foggy morning when I made this.
One of the trees that I loved to visit: it was not giving up, even though about 90% of it was dead. Growing at about 9700ft and had probably been hit by lightning at some time in its life.
A tangle of branches.
A tangle of branches.
Just a thought for 2020/21.
This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. Remember, all I’m offering is the truth – nothing more.
Morpheus: The Matrix.
An Ent on the move.
Caught an Ent on the move.
Newspeak and The Rights of Man.
…Don’t you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought? In the end we shall make thought-crime literally impossible, because there will be no words in which to express it. Every concept that can ever be needed will be expressed by exactly one word, with its meaning rigidly defined and all its subsidiary meanings rubbed out and forgotten. . . . The process will still be continuing long after you and I are dead. Every year fewer and fewer words, and the range of consciousness always a little smaller. Even now, of course, there’s no reason or excuse for commiting thought-crime. It’s merely a question of self-discipline, reality-control. But in the end there won’t be any need even for that…. . . .George Orwell.
Mind thine own concerns. If he believes not as thou believest, it is a proof that thou believest not as he believes, and there is no earthly power can determine between you. Thomas Paine,
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