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Supersports car legend! Brand new Lamborghini Cabriolet in orange in the streets of Budapest, Hungary in the summer of 2008! Enjoy the ride of your life and stay tuned! ( Summer 2008 Budapest ).
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Absolute power to the beauty and the driver of this example of a super sports car! Let’s just enjoy the sights! ( Summer 2008 in Budapest ).
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Pirelli Girls
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Autosport International Racing Car Show 2012, NEC Birmingham
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The Chimp on Holiday 2
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TVR Chimaera 400 on holiday in N Wales, Oct 2008 just before a great drive over to Lake Vyrnwy and then on to Dinas Cross – never driven the old girl so slowly!
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IAA 2011 Model (38)
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Model / Hostess at 2011 Frankfurt Motor Show.
Model / Hostess auf der IAA in Frankfurt 2011.
IAA 2011 Model (26b)
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Model / Hostess at 2011 Frankfurt Motor Show.
Model / Hostess auf der IAA in Frankfurt 2011.
Essen Motor Show 2010 Hostess (04)
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Joe Rocks Road Canberra
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Summernats Festival delivers Canberra cars, music, girls, tourism dollars and more
The 25th Summernats festival reved up things for Canberra again today as it continued on with parade of show cars.
It wasn’t just about cars as event co-owner Andy Lopez told the press. It was more about entertainment and a more family atmosphere, but make no mistake – it was mainly about the cars…and a good dose of loud music – as if the roar of the engines wasn’t enough to burst your eardrums (earplugs are provided upon entrance to the festival – satisfying OH&S regulations).
Event numbers are understood to be up this year, approaching 90,000, up at least 10,000 from the last Summernats Festival.
Mr Lopez said "People are going to get see something really terrific…two hundred cars in convoy, beautifully managed, well presented, a complete range of all the types of vehicles that Summernats has to offer and I think pretty much the community is excited about it."
Canberra has had a bit of a love – hate relationship with Summernats over the years, but this year there was plenty of love to go around. There were loads of car lovers, even love-mobile muscle cars, and of course the Ms Summernats competition – and not to be outdone, Fever Australia girls gave the Ms Summernats young ladies a run for the money with photographers and news crews.
No, there were not any riots and a good number of police and event organisers were quick to defuse any potential incidents before they started.
New co-owner Andy Lopez, who purchased Summernats said it’s another sign the event has turned a corner.
"This isn’t a choir convention, but at the same time we’re not like a gathering of satanists either," he said.
"Ninety-nine-point-nine per cent of people that go to Summernats are there because they love what the event is about and if there is anyone else who is looking to cause trouble then we’re going to deal with it."
Mr Lopez, originally had little interest in cars, said 2012 is shaping be the most successful Summernats yet.
"We want this to be the premier street machine, modifier event in the world," he said.
"We’ll have 1200 people watching our burnout competition and that’s something you can’t do anywhere else in the world.
"If you win the summernats burnout competition, you are the undisputed champion.
"That’s what we want the Summernats to be about."
Summernats attracts many of the nations most talented motor and mechanical craftsmen, artists and all matter of other folks who are in the business of hotted up cars. They also attract news media from from across the country – and this year its been mainly positive, with the festival being pro active to remove the more troublesome aspects of years gone by. The festival also adds a much needed boost to the ACT economy, with nightclubs, hotels and restaurants all reporting business definitely being up since the car-show hit down.
Some of our favourite aspects of Summernats 2012 included:
The burnouts – big congratulations to Peter and Debbie Gray (burnout masters and celebrated husband and wife team).
Miss Summernats contestants – Canberra local Sabrina Damiano, 25, who took out the Miss Summernats honours this year from a field of 14 contestants.
Show N Shine – car enthusiasts shinned up their toys and showed them off to thousands of adoring fans
Radio Revhead – great show put on by John McCoy-Lancaster and special guest in from Utah 1060AM U.S – J.C Hackett
The music – rockin with the massively talented Heaven The Axe (fronted by Phoebe, who is a bit of a Joan Jet – Angus Young (AC/DC) hybrid in our estimation. Phoebe and her crew absolutely rock and they reved up a storm at the Jim Beam Bar
Unexpected attendance by SBS entertainers / actors Rob Shehadie and Tahir (from Fat Pizza fame)
Body ink comp and display
Sidcrome tools display
The super cool personalised number plates which accompanied all show-cars
Top 60 finalist (car) show
A big thank you to Tom and the media crew for being so helpful, and to the other great people who worked so hard to make this years event such a massive success.
It’s not too late to enjoy Summernats – it runs through to the 8th, and you don’t have to be a rev head to enjoy it. Get your set of wheels and join in the action, and please drive safely.
Websites
Summernats
www.summernats.com.au
Street Machine
motoring.ninemsn.com.au/streetmachine
Heaven The Axe
www.heaventheaxe.com
Sidrome
www.sidchrome.com.au
Rob Shehadie official website
www.robshehadie.com
Tahir official website
www.tahir.com.au
DBC2
www.dbc2.com.au
Music News Australia
www.musicnewsaustralia.com
Eva Rinaldi Photography
www.evarinaldi.com
Eva Rinaldi Photography Flickr
www.flickr.com/evarinaldiphotography
Media Man News
www.mediamannews.com
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Street Performer in Namba
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With my friend Paul, I spend five days in Osaka, Japan. The trip provided much refreshment, and excitement, not to mention many challenges. It was my first visit to the country, and, I feel, it certainly won’t be my last, as there are still many places left to see, and so many new things to learn.
We had several destinations highlighted on our itinerary, the foremost of which was Universal Studios. We spend an entire day there, going on rides and more often than not, queuing for them. The excruciating wait times were worth it, however, for such exhilarating fun, especially on the Hollywood Roller Coaster, my personal favorite. The next morning we followed up that successful endeavor with a trip to the Himeji Castle, a place which came highly recommended by my colleague, whose succinct description of the heritage site was, "awesome." Indeed, as a history buff, I enjoyed walking the storied grounds and climbing through the maze-like interior of the keep which was designed not so much to comfortably house the royal family as to confound the invading enemy. The castle is a must-visit. Other attractions of note include the Osaka Aquarium, and the Tennoji Zoo; both teemed with animals of every shape and size. We also at length ventured into several shopping districts inside of which were myriad stores, selling all sorts of fashion and gadgetry, countless restaurants and several gambling parlors – the Japanese, it seems, love their slot machines as much as the Hong Kong Chinese love their horse racing. Lest I forget, we frequented several video arcades to play the latest and greatest games; Paul played well, while I more often than not got 0wn3d. There is a lot to do in Japan.
Japanese culture, of which I’ve heard so much, really is distinct and separate from other Asian cultures. Their patterns of action and their peculiar artifacts certainly aren’t the same as those which feature prominently in Hong Kong. For one thing, the MTR culture was more civilized and less stressful: people queued up for trains and let passengers alight first before permitting themselves to board; cellphones never rang and cabin cars were as quiet as bedrooms at midnight; and to imagine all of these people enforce their norms without public service announcements, without any coddling, conspicuous signs – that’s amazing. What proved difficult was trying to find a garbage can. It was easier to find a vending machine, from which one could purchase a variety of drinks or cigarettes, than a bin in which to dispose of these delectable, perishable goods.
As for the general citizenry, they were most accommodating and hospitable, with several individuals going out of their way to help Paul and I find our way around the dense sprawl of the city. Language wasn’t a concern despite our limited Japanese; amazingly enough, our comfort was their concern! I won’t forget their selfless service, as one day, I hope, I’ll be able to return the favor. That the girls were quite attractive and that I demonstrated a propensity to ask attractive girls for directions go without saying; however, I understand now that their sexiness and sophistication stem not from comely faces but coherent attire. Rather than adorn themselves like a typical Mong Kok girl in a ridiculous neon rainbow palette, with jeans or unseemly spandex underneath dresses, skirts or other tops better left to stand alone, Japanese girls opt for more somber, sensible colors – black and cream-colored – and what’s more, they aren’t afraid to whip out the tasteful pantyhose or to show some skin, even. We had plenty of time to ogle the ladies, and to their credit, freezing temperatures weren’t enough to dissuade many of them from forsaking, icing their shorts, as we saw countless pairs being worn on the street. That’s what I call fashion professionalism!
Overall, Japan is a marvelous little land full of the eccentric, as well as the endearing. It was a fascinating place to explore, and I’m thankful that it was done in the company of my friend , with whom candor was not at a premium. We both learned a lot and look forward to the next trip!
No Littering
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With my friend Paul, I spend five days in Osaka, Japan. The trip provided much refreshment, and excitement, not to mention many challenges. It was my first visit to the country, and, I feel, it certainly won’t be my last, as there are still many places left to see, and so many new things to learn.
We had several destinations highlighted on our itinerary, the foremost of which was Universal Studios. We spend an entire day there, going on rides and more often than not, queuing for them. The excruciating wait times were worth it, however, for such exhilarating fun, especially on the Hollywood Roller Coaster, my personal favorite. The next morning we followed up that successful endeavor with a trip to the Himeji Castle, a place which came highly recommended by my colleague, whose succinct description of the heritage site was, "awesome." Indeed, as a history buff, I enjoyed walking the storied grounds and climbing through the maze-like interior of the keep which was designed not so much to comfortably house the royal family as to confound the invading enemy. The castle is a must-visit. Other attractions of note include the Osaka Aquarium, and the Tennoji Zoo; both teemed with animals of every shape and size. We also at length ventured into several shopping districts inside of which were myriad stores, selling all sorts of fashion and gadgetry, countless restaurants and several gambling parlors – the Japanese, it seems, love their slot machines as much as the Hong Kong Chinese love their horse racing. Lest I forget, we frequented several video arcades to play the latest and greatest games; Paul played well, while I more often than not got 0wn3d. There is a lot to do in Japan.
Japanese culture, of which I’ve heard so much, really is distinct and separate from other Asian cultures. Their patterns of action and their peculiar artifacts certainly aren’t the same as those which feature prominently in Hong Kong. For one thing, the MTR culture was more civilized and less stressful: people queued up for trains and let passengers alight first before permitting themselves to board; cellphones never rang and cabin cars were as quiet as bedrooms at midnight; and to imagine all of these people enforce their norms without public service announcements, without any coddling, conspicuous signs – that’s amazing. What proved difficult was trying to find a garbage can. It was easier to find a vending machine, from which one could purchase a variety of drinks or cigarettes, than a bin in which to dispose of these delectable, perishable goods.
As for the general citizenry, they were most accommodating and hospitable, with several individuals going out of their way to help Paul and I find our way around the dense sprawl of the city. Language wasn’t a concern despite our limited Japanese; amazingly enough, our comfort was their concern! I won’t forget their selfless service, as one day, I hope, I’ll be able to return the favor. That the girls were quite attractive and that I demonstrated a propensity to ask attractive girls for directions go without saying; however, I understand now that their sexiness and sophistication stem not from comely faces but coherent attire. Rather than adorn themselves like a typical Mong Kok girl in a ridiculous neon rainbow palette, with jeans or unseemly spandex underneath dresses, skirts or other tops better left to stand alone, Japanese girls opt for more somber, sensible colors – black and cream-colored – and what’s more, they aren’t afraid to whip out the tasteful pantyhose or to show some skin, even. We had plenty of time to ogle the ladies, and to their credit, freezing temperatures weren’t enough to dissuade many of them from forsaking, icing their shorts, as we saw countless pairs being worn on the street. That’s what I call fashion professionalism!
Overall, Japan is a marvelous little land full of the eccentric, as well as the endearing. It was a fascinating place to explore, and I’m thankful that it was done in the company of my friend , with whom candor was not at a premium. We both learned a lot and look forward to the next trip!
Some cool car names for girls images today:
We shook hands and I wish I could remember her name.
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I was passing by this lady on the way to my car after the show and asked to photograph her. We talked for a bit, turns out her brother went to Mizzou like me.
Sitting (squatting) for a Nadia Strid portrait
Image by St. Mary’s Episcopal Cathedral – Memphis
Their first official Sunday at St. Mary’s Episcopal Cathedral, Memphis.
Photo by Gary Bridgman(borrowing Nadia Strid’s setup)
Nadia has been photographing St. Mary’s (and the rest of Memphis) since the early 1940′s. She was the first female professional photographer to operate a studio in Memphis.
Nadia Price Strid, in her own words
"It was probably late in 1939 when I started as an apprentice with Avery N. Stratton, an outstanding photographer in Memphis, learning retouching and dark room work. A year later, he paid me .00 a week for 6-8hr. days. It was nearly a year after that when he moved to a new location where he had built a studio to his specifications. A lovely place on newly extended Union Ave. (it is now the Junior League House). It was early December when we moved his mid-town studio and had an opening reception on Sunday December 7, 1941. Then about 4 P. M. someone told us of hearing on the radio (before television} about the bombing of Pearle Harbor! I wanted to do what I could. So I left Avery Stratton’s Studio to go to drafting school and later worked for U.S. Engineers. At that time, they were doing war work. I stayed with them for 13 months. After war work had played out, I went to work for Fisher Air Craft who was making parts for the B25s. I was the plant photographer, which not only included photographs in the plant but IDs and finger printing.
Things were slowing down and I decided to take a summer camp job. I applied to one of the top summer girl’s camps in Wisconsin. The director had just lost her diving instructor and wanted to know if I could teach diving. I had worked on the one-meter board but not the 3-meter. Thought I would try. I did not know I was following the Olympic diving champion, Janie Faunce Manskie. Needless to say, her students were better than I was, but not old enough to teach. A difficult year, but I did go back the next year as the photographer. That summer the war ended. Everyone was rationed on film and paper (plus many other things). I was to put out a catalog with only 2 boxes of24 sheets each of 4/5 film and one box of 100 sheets of 8/1 0 paper. The catalog did have 46 different new photographs. Probably the most difficult assignment I had in all my professional years.
I do remember another difficult assignment when Newburger Cotton Co. called and wanted photographs of their warehouse in action for their prospectus. It was after the season and the warehouse was empty! There was one bale of cotton. I kept putting it in the foreground and shooting around it. Some how it worked and they were pleased.
I once had to do the same thing with people in a church. No one was there except my assistant and the priest. I shot his back at the communion rail to get a good altar view of the priest-giving communion.
The fall after my first year at Camp Nagawicka in Wisconsin, I visited my sister and her husband who was stationed in Louisiana. He was to be sent overseas and said he was going over to drop the last bomb. He could have, I still do not know. However, in the mean time, Billy and I were driving their loaded red conversable back to Memphis and approached a huge cloud of smoke burning leaves late in the afternoon on a beautiful October day. The car was so heavy that it held it’s position in the road, but suddenly I knew we’d been hit. When I saw the grill of a truck facing us. ‘Billy this is it!’ I didn’t know how we’d come out of that alive. The man who hit us was passing the truckload of cotton pickers and being blinded by smoke took our left light, which later identified him. Billy and I both went through our windshields (they were divided at that day and time and not shatter proof). There was just 4" between my seat and the wheel.
I had been a counselor for Camp Woodhaven at Montgomery Bell State Park NW Tennessee the summer before. In 1946, the National Girl Scouts were starting a new program working with seniors as Program Aids, as assistant counselors. They needed a counselor for the group. I did not think I qualified but they wanted to try it, as I loved working with girls that age. Caroline and I had already started our Business and were contracting summer camps for business, which generally meant a week at a time. We had joined the American Camping Association, which is where we made our contacts. I would need to be in Hardy, Arkansas for two or three days while I was supposed to be on the job for Woodhaven. I did take photographs for the Girl Scouts and YWCA in Hardy plus Woodhaven and tried to be a counselor at the same time. The photographs were great but I do not know how good a counselor I was. They were still using the program the last I heard.
The doctor called and flagged a train to get us to Memphis. When we boarded the crowded train, I remember swinging from seat to seat and someone remarked, ‘Oh, my aching back’ and I replied ‘and it’s really aching’.
With a scarred face, I knew finding a job would not be easy. I asked Mr. Stratton if he still needed someone in the darkroom. He gave me a nice raise. The following summer was the year I was the photographer for Camp Nagawicka. That fall Caroline Jenkins, a classmate of my sister’s, also my instructor in Lifesaving and I decided to combine equipment, her movie lights, and my graduation present, the 21/4×31/4 Anniversary Speed Graphic and take children’s photographs. With out a studio, we would go into the homes.
When Caroline and I were planning the business, Helen Geohegan was there but not interested as she was working for a clothing store, but did give us her support. It was Halloween night and we had just taken a photograph of the costumed neighborhood children. All the parents wanted a copy. Caroline was great with children. In fact, she could make anyone laugh. We sat up ’til 4AM making our plans. We named our business ‘Photography by NADIA’ and set up a dark room in the basement of my folk's apartment on Union Ave. in Memphis. We started by taking babies in the homes, which the mothers loved. Our motto was ‘Let Us Come To You’.
Caroline was working for the local Girl Scouts and had talked me into being a leader for a Mariner Troop. Our troop traveled and did more extensive camping than any other troop in the country. At one point, we had 13 straight camping weekends and I soon burned out. Most of the girls made their money by baby-sitting.
I had been a counselor for Camp Woodhaven at Montgomery Bell State Park NW Tennessee the summer before. In 1946, the National Girl Scouts were starting a new program working with seniors as Program Aids, as assistant counselors. They needed a counselor for the group. I did not think I qualified but they wanted to try it, as I loved working with girls that age. Caroline and I had already started our Business and were contracting summer camps for business, which generally meant a week at a time. We had joined the American Camping Association, which is where we made our contacts. I would need to be in Hardy, Arkansas for two or three days while I was supposed to be on the job for Woodhaven. I did take photographs for the Girl Scouts and YWCA in Hardy plus Woodhaven and tried to be a counselor at the same time. The photographs were great but I do not know how good a counselor I was. They were still using the program the last I heard.
To get started in business, we needed money. As it was near Christmas, a man told me about Department Stores needing something different and attractive to sell for gifts. She had been selling hand painted scarves and ties, but was getting married and would not be doing it any more, would I like to continue? It was the answer to a prayer. We made 0.00 enough to get us started with dark room supplies and film. We needed a larger darkroom enlarger than the one I had. It was not easy borrowing from the bank without credit, but somehow we managed. After we paid it off, I kept borrowing, put the money aside, paid the interest, and gradually borrowed more until I built up a fair credit.
It was one 5th of July 1959 when I returned home and Billy, my sister, asked me what happened to me on the 4th at 6:00AM? I quickly replied that I was in bed at that hour, and then I remembered that a few of the counselors at Camp Monterey where I was taking photographs, were going horse back riding early and did I want to join them? We went to an open field and just let the horses run. There was a big stump in the way of my mount, which we both saw at the same time. He went one way and I the other and off! Holding onto his reins, I saw a big hoof coming down just in time to turn. His hoof caught my hair. I nervously remounted and joined the group. I ask Billy why she asked. She said my riding picture that Mother had painted with a red riding habit, had fallen off the wall It was a good portrait, but always embarrassed me as only the hunt master wears the red. The time of the falling was the same time I had fallen, as East Tennessee was on daylight savings time. Twenty years later, that same portrait fell off the wall on July 4th! My first husband, Bill Bates, and I were living north of Quitman at the time.
It must have been May of 1959 when Les Passes Hospital was to be dedicated. I had taken photographs of all the living and copies of the past deceased presidents to be hung in one of the corridors. When I knew they were to be hung on a concrete block wall, I had called the archbishop to find out what size nails were needed. I was prepared but a little late as the janitor was leaving and gave me af1imsy hammer to use. Not my job, but if they were to be hung, I guess it was up to me. The two women from Les Passé didn't know anything about a hammer. The first nail I tried to hammer in between the concrete blocks bounced off the opposite wall. The nails kept bending and bouncing. I told the women to stand back before someone got hit. The contractor had not honored the architect's wishes. It was a difficult job. About the third picture we were hanging, the nail bounced into my left EYE. "As deep as it could go with out going through" to quote the doctor later. As there was no pain, I told the women what I thought had happened, one laughed and the other nearly fainted. I decided not to tell anyone else. We did finish the job. I drove back to the studio, still wondering. The next day was Sunday. As I sang in the choir, I closed my right eye to see if the left was OK. That afternoon was the hospital dedication I As I stood in the sun, my eye began to throb. Maybe I had a bit of a headache, I don’t remember, but when I met my mend, Alice Crocket to go to an afternoon musical she ask me what I had done to my eye, and I ask why she asked? She said my eye was all blood shot. I put on dark glasses and when we reached the home of a mend whose party we were going to, she made me call my ophthalmologist. The same one that had stitched up the same eye fourteen years before. He told me to come in first thing in the morning. I did not tell Mother or my sister, as they were Christian Scientists. Papa drove me to the doctor. It was about 11:00 AM before he could see me. About four doctors and attendant! s were standing over me burning out infection. I was supposed to look at one spot on the wall with doctors moving back and forth between the spot and me. God helped me and they did a superb job. Two more hours and the insurance would not have covered it. That was my dominant eye and they burned out all the infection. I later learned that my odds were about a million to one of seeing again! Several months later I met a meant and ask him if he minded if I asked what happened to him since he was wearing a glass eye. He replied that he struck a nail in his eye. The goose bumps ran up and down my spine!
One month and a day later thrombosis appeared! A blood clot behind the retina. It was dissolved and in due time disappeared. God has been good to this child of his. He is making me realize that the greatest vision is understanding and love. The love of our neighbors.
Another assignment I remember, where Caroline and I were covering a wedding. in Hernando, Mississippi (I believe). The home was an old one remodeled. The dogtrot had been enclosed. The groom was running late as he was flying in from New York and his plane was late. Folks seemed a little tense. I was taking a group shot, when I climbed on an antique chair, after taking my shoes off when I heard a thunderous crack. I disappeared. I just knew I had ruined that old chair! With the weight of so many folks, the floor caved in. They finally found me and the show went on. They all had a good laugh about me.
Driving home on the 5th of July from Camp Monterey after a week of taking photographs of all the camp activities, I came over a hill in middle Tennessee, and realized the car in front of me was stopped or slowed down. I saw the funeral line coming in the opposite direction. It was probably 1959, and I was in my Plymouth. It was a beautiful sunny day, but the car that had been far behind me, ran me down when he came over the hill. He was going to fast to stop. He swung to the right; hit a mailbox on the right, with through his rear into my rear, and my car into the cousins of the funeral line. I had cameras thrown across the highway. I was jolted, I had a whiplash and badly shaken but O.K. I picked up the cameras and started taking photographs, but I never had to show them. They knew I had them. My car was so old that the cameras were worth more than the car. They did give me more than the car was worth. I guess they were glad I didn’t have large medical bills. I waited almost the eleven months and 29 days according to Tennessee law. I bought another second hand vehicle, which turned out to be a "lemon" God has really taken care of this chick through the years.
One of the nicest rewards in photography is the people we meet. The knew young and rich were always reaching for something they did not have, never satisfied with life and grabbing for more of what ever. Hard to satisfy and hard to photograph. I guess they did not know how to relax. On the other hand the leaders, presidents, CEOs were generally, for the most part agreeable, good natured, happy, satisfied, inspirational and generally offering some good advice which made them much easier to photograph. And then one I was always glad to have met.
One of these people was Eva Jessey who directed Porgy and Bess. She was in Memphis for a performance at our Little Theater. A mutual men and reporter from New Orleans was in town and brought her by the studio. I took her photograph. It was a real pleasure. My husband, Bill Bates, and I took her to dinner. But in the seventies finding a restaurant was not easy. I called a place where Bill and I ate a good bit and they put us in a luncheon room where there were only a few people which was fine with us as we could visit better."
Nadia Strid
June 2000
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KA6R7181-13-04-2008
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Modified Motors Cork 2008 – Canon EOS-1D Mark II, f4.5, 1/200", ISO 100, 70mm, Auto
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Car Wash with Talula
Image by Cauldron Graphix
Daddy’s busy little girl watching and listening to all the water jets hitting the car on the way through. Barking and trying to bite at them. She LOVES the car wash!
Car Wash with Talula
Image by Cauldron Graphix
Daddy’s busy little girl watching and listening to all the water jets hitting the car on the way through. Barking and trying to bite at them. She LOVES the car wash!
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100% Tuning Ahoy Rotterdam 2011, Promogirl
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Mach 2.
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Milano Centrale 3am
Image by .craig
Taken last night, dealing with cars and police stopping and watching during the shoot. This shot is unedited, just toned with a preset in lightroom. The completed version will follow in a couple of days.
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Strobist
580EX II on hot shoe at 1:2 master
420EX camera left direct not boncued at 1:1 slave tiggered
36" silver reflector camera right catching left flash for fill
Camera manual ISO160 f4 1/50sec @70mm on Canon 70-200mm L f4
52.16 – Busy, well-travelled & indecisive
Image by dichohecho
It’s been a good week. It’s been very busy, especially compared with my past few but I think I like it that way. As long as I have a day to recover.
Last Sunday, after posting my 52.15 I decided to DO something. So I got in the car & drove up into the Quantocks and went for a walk. I tried to go up Broomfield Hill but managed to go around the side instead. I’ll probably use a map next time I try that. The bottom right photo is from then. Wellies were definitely a good idea what with all the dead leaves and mud. I was slightly uneasy about wandering around on my own, but I decided that Broomfield isn’t exactly a hotbed for crime, and I had my phone with me just in case (not that I could’ve called anyone much with the terrible signal up there).
Later on I went home & hacked up Kate’s beautifully carved pumpkin & made soup. It was pretty nice, even if the addition of bacon wasn’t quite as good as it might’ve been. Then I just hung around & awaited the return of (3/4 of) my family. I tried to take photos of myself for a new railcard but it wasn’t working and I think the bottom left of the above was the best of the bunch. Sadly it doesn’t fit their requirements.
Monday was, I think, just bras really.
Tuesday was till training. Supposedly 9-5.30. We got into the till training room (formerly the corridor leading to the till training room) and were just about to get started when the fire alarm went off. So we all traipsed out into the cold and huddled in Goodlands Gardens with the rest of the store staff, arranged by floor. It turned out to just be a drill & there was a short meeting afterwards so the managers could tell us what went wrong.
Tll training itself was fairly straight forward, lots of it is just following prompts. There are even pictures of chip & pin machines that come up when you select pay by card. We finished earlier than intended so I went back to Lingerie for a bit. Hannah (one of my colleagues who’s absolutely lovely and also on a gap year) and I had to move a couple of racks of bras which was entertaining. Luckily there were no customers around to see us knocking everything off the hooks…
My till number started working pretty quickly and I sold a man some tights… not for him apparently, and he didn’t seem too interested in a Debenhams card. I’ve discovered that the most difficult part about being on the till is remembering to ask all the questions, and to take in the answers! I’m sure I’ve asked people several times over if they need a carrier bag… Apparently Lingerie is very likely to get test shopped in November so we have to make sure we do all of it every time. Eek.
I had Wednesday off and Mum was feeling a bit icky so Kate and I took the initiative and ran away to Wells, narrowly avoiding a large lorry attempting a right angle bend in Westonzoyland. We had lunch from the farmers’ market, saw & heard the town crier in action, bought some cheese and searched (fruitlessly) for a spaghetti jar for Granny. A rather chilly looking Starbucks man gave us free samples of Dark Cherry Mocha, one of their Christmas drinks this year, which was surprisingly nice for something cherry flavoured.
We went & looked at the Bishop’s Palace & moat, which looks v nice with all the orangey yellowy trees, and saw a few people getting mobbed by ducks, swans and seagulls. Rather too many seagulls for my liking. We had coffee(me) and hot chocolate(Kate) and cake in a coffee shop/café further down the main street and wrote a couple of postcards. They had lots of art, including photos of Arizona, funny abstract paintings and some nice watercolours of geese and other animals. After that we wandered back up to the Cathedral and jumped about like idiots on the green (top left, taken by Kate) which I’m sure counts as exercise and counteracts the cake…
Thursdayyyy. Started with LOTS of traffic in Taunton. I decided to go to Tesco before work for brunch apples and chocolates and discovered that through the middle of town was not the best way to go. I was behind my friend Sarah’s Mum in the jams but she didn’t see me. Anyway. More bras. Jenny was off sick so we had no-one to do fittings and then Mary went home and I was on my own for about 5 hours, although I did get a break (coffee & apple). I think I did fairly well considering I was on my own on the department. I got a bit confused a few times and had to cancel transactions (which is annoying as you have to have a supervisor sign a slip), as well as forgetting to give a woman her change. That meant I had to run over to womenswear to get someone who could open the draw up but hopefully I’ll learn from my mistakes…? At the end of the day I swapped with someone on womenswear and learnt to cash-up a till.
After work I went to Amy’s house before going for drinks with Amy & Meg. I went there as going home would’ve taken up all the time between finishing work and meeting them. Oh and I was invited. The aforementioned chocolates were for Amy’s Mum who has put up with and fed me a few times before. I drove Amy into town where we met Meg and had a nice chat over drinks (non alcoholic for me) before going home at the very civilised hour of 10.30pm. (Amy had come back up from Plymouth University for reading week)
Friday was a rather longer day. It started at 7.30am when I got up to take Mum into Bridgwater to catch the coach to London (& Anna). After doing so (and seeing a carnival float in Asda car park) I failed to realise that one can’t turn right out of that-street-where-the-Admiral-Blake-is and ended up going back round by the hospital & library. Oh well. Well actually not really. When I got home I went on the computer (which Mum had used earlier) to print myself a map but then Dad pointed out that it was already 9something and I was working at 10. Oops. So I had an extremely quick shower and as I no longer had time to Park and Ride Dad kindly drove me to work, I ended up being early.
Yet more bras. And Sheila (my nice supervisor) taught me to bra fit! She’ll be checking all the ones I do for a bit to make sure I’m not getting it horifically wrong. I fitted two people on Friday & they seemed pretty happy with it.
After work I went & found Lydia (who’s currently planning on 2 gap years) and Dad picked us up. We went home, packed up my stuff and set out for Oxford! Yess. I had Saturday off so I decided earlier in the week that I wanted to go somewhere. York and Norwich (Steph & Caroline) were too far away & too expensive so I went for Aletta in Oxford (whether she liked it or not) and on the spur of the moment decided to invite Lydia too. I drove because the train was very expensive (especially without a railcard) and the only coaches left before I finished work.
The driving itself was fine (and Lydia read to me about Henry VIII), although Cheltenham is now one of my least favourite town centres due to its ridiculously complicated and incomprehensible road markings. Ee did get stuck for a bit on the A40 between there and Oxford but it cleared up just as Lydia was considering getting out for a wee.
When we got to the ring road I asked Lydia to look out for Park & Ride signs, and when she immediately said "there it is" I assumed she was joking. She wasn’t. But I managed to realise and turn off in time. We left the car in the park and ride (overnight is allowed there, it seems safe enough and is a LOT less than city centre overnight parking) and hauled our bags onto a delightfully green bus.
After being deposited at the West end of the High Street we trekked along, past Queen’s, out to the Florey Building (where they put the first years) and found Aletta. After a lot of excitement over seeing each other (largely from Aletta & Lydia) we calmed down and got ready to go out again. A gang composed of Aletta’s neighbours and college friends and us went to Pizza Hut (where they were very slow, got my pizza wrong, took ages to do another and gave us our starters after our pizza) and thence to Queen’s College’s "Beer Cellar". There was karaoke so naturally Aletta got signed up (without her knowledge) and she & Lydia sang "It’s Raining Men" with a lot of passion (I wasn’t drinking enough to want to join in…). I got a couple of lovely photos of that. Aletta also decided it would be funny if she introduced Lydia to the guy who plays Dean Thomas in Harry Potter (who goes to Queen’s) and then we all ran away. Hmm. Then Lydia threatened to (and apparently did) walk on the precious grass before we left. We trekked across Oxford and back, and eventually ended up in a bar/club called Escape. But then I appropriately enough escaped and went & had coffee with one of the guys I met at interviews last December (Mark).
When I joined the others again they’d misplaced Lydia but she eventually turned up back at Aletta’s room with soemone else from the building. Then Aletta’s neighbour (Dai, who was with us) discovered that his lock was broken and he(and his girlfriend who was visiting from Wales) couldn’t get back into his room. He tried to get the caretakers but it was 3am so not much happened on that front. After a good haf hour of desperate key turning and door rattling he gave up and Aletta sorted it out that two of the other people we were with (Ben & Nathan) would share one of their rooms and Dai & Tash could have the other. It was eventually sorted out in the morning by a carpenter who changed the lock. But, back in the early morning, Ben & Nathan hung around in Aletta’s room talking until 4.40am.
I woke up at 7 feeling time-of-the-month type icky and pretty tired and managed to get to sleep again for a bit before Aletta had to get up to go rowing at 9.15. Lydia & I dragged ourselves out of bed and into Oxford proper again. I went & had breakfast and a walk around Christchurch meadow with Mark(top right, Japanese tourist impression taken by Mark) while Lydia wandered, bought overpriced soup and agonised over chips and dip. It was nice seeing Mark and I’m glad we still got on pretty well 11 months after we last saw each other, althoguh I did feel guilty about abandoning Lydia (even though she insisted it was fine).
Later on we found Aletta again and ended up having lunch and hanging around in Subway with more Queen’s people before packing up, saying goodbye and dragging all our stuff across Oxford to the bus stop. The journey back started out an hour later than planned due to long goodbyes and slow walking crowds on the way to the bus but we made pretty good time (2.5 hours compared to 3 on the way up). The weather was lovely and sunny in the morning in Oxford but it deteriorated steadily and by the time we got to Bristol there was heavy rain. Luckily there wasn’t too much traffic and it was dark so I had lights to go by.
We had arranged to meet Lydia’s Mum at the Bridgwater South services but as we were about to pass Bridgwater North (junction 23) I noticed a sign saying "North Petherton Carnival 08/11/2008 – for Bridgwater use junction 23". So we did. The bit of road coming up to the roundabout where the services are was full of police, ambulances, pedestrians and cars & tractors parked on the verge, and the services themself were (grammar check?) full of people parking for the carnival. But it turned out ok, Lydia’s Mum managed to find us in the end.
When I got home I found that Dad had gone to Sherbourne to be in a concert and Mum & Kate were waiting for me to get home so they could go to one. So I sat at home with their supper leftovers and a computer. Since then I’ve slept a lot, sorted out photos, rectified a drag-and-drop accident Mum had and kept very warm to try & shift a sniffle I developed from the coldness of Oxford at night and walking around puddle-infested meadows.
Congratulations on reaching the end, you must’ve been very bored.
Right, bedtime!
(Mosaic because I’m too lazy to choose one, and wanted to include a couple that I didn’t take…)
[ SMART : electronic drive ] @ Mercedes-Benz TecDays, Roppongi Hills Arena, Tokyo, Japan
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An electric vehicle (EV), also referred to as an electric drive vehicle, uses one or more electric motors for propulsion. Electric vehicles include electric cars, electric trains, electric lorries, electric aeroplanes, electric boats, electric motorcycles and scooters and electric spacecraft.
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Electric vehicles first came into existence in the mid-19th century, when electricity was among the preferred methods for motor vehicle propulsion, providing a level of comfort and ease of operation that could not be achieved by the gasoline cars of the time. The internal combustion engine (ICE) is the dominant propulsion method for motor vehicles but electric power has remained commonplace in other vehicle types, such as trains and smaller vehicles of all types.
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During the last few decades, increased concern over the environmental impact of the petroleum-based transportation infrastructure, along with the peak oil, has led to renewed interest in an electric transportation infrastructure. Electric vehicles differ from fossil fuel-powered vehicles in that the electricity they consume can be generated from a wide range of sources, including fossil fuels, nuclear power, and renewable sources such as tidal power, solar power, and wind power or any combination of those. However it is generated, this energy is then transmitted to the vehicle through use of overhead lines, wireless energy transfer such as inductive charging, or a direct connection through an electrical cable. The electricity may then be stored on board the vehicle using a battery, flywheel, or supercapacitors. Vehicles making use of engines working on the principle of combustion can usually only derive their energy from a single or a few sources, usually non-renewable fossil fuels. A key advantage of electric or hybrid electric vehicles is regenerative braking and suspension; their ability to recover energy normally lost during braking as electricity to be restored to the on-board battery.
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In 2003, the first mass-produced hybrid gasoline-electric car, the Toyota Prius, was introduced worldwide, in the same year GoinGreen in London launched the G-Wiz electric car, a quadricycle that became the world’s best selling EV, and the first battery electric car produced by a major auto company, the Nissan Leaf debuted in December 2010. Other major auto companies have electric cars in development, and various nations around the world are building pilot networks of charging stations to recharge them.
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Edison failed 10, 000 times before he made the electric light. Do not be discouraged if you fail a few times.
— Napoleon Hill
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100% Tuning Ahoy Rotterdam 2011
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A few nice hot cars and girls images I found:
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Some cool top girl cars images today:
Moonwalk
Image by Zavarykin Sergey
Wide strobe behind the Girl.
One strobe behind the pipe with a grid to light up left top part of the pipe.
And one strobe for the girl with softbox from the left.
A few nice race car girl images I found:
Ohlins Girl
Image by Dave Hamster
Autosport International Racing Car Show 2012, NEC Birmingham
Pirelli Girls
Image by Dave Hamster
Autosport International Racing Car Show 2012, NEC Birmingham
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Image by macattck
Scan at 3200dpi epson v600
Edit in Aperture
Jesara The Cat
Image by gemsling
Asleep in Deborah’s car on the way home from rehearsal. Still wearing makeup.
car chick
Image by nadi0
Ultimate Street Tuner Carnival 2007, Bukit Jalil Stadium Carpark B.
Me filling in Sze’s shoes…my charity assignment of the day. hehe..
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20100403 – GEDC1850 – drunk driver destroyed this telephone pole AGAIN! – cars directed to go up the wrong side of the road
Image by Rev. Xanatos Satanicos Bombasticos (ClintJCL)
Yup! Another drunk driver took out the same telephone pole that was last smashed by a drunk in January, causing us to have no internet for a week. Of the 3 poles that have been destroyed by the drunks on the weekends, this was the first time we didn’t lose power when it happened. There also were not explosions, telephone poles on fire, or live power lines laying in the road. Nor was the road closed for 6 hours. All in all, this was a far cleaner break than usual.
However, there seemed to be about 3X as many Dominion Virginia Power trucks working on the replacement this time. They even had the new pole up next to the old pole for a day or two. I think this was to give Verizon a chance to move the phone box and NOT mess up my internet again. Awesome.
We also got to actually see the person who did it for the first time. We saw the drunk girl walk to go into the ambulance. She looked quite out of it — pretty damn sure she was drunk.
They did turn our power off for a couple of hours the next day, which is when we took these pictures. They also directed traffic up the highschool turn lane — lucky for them VDOT just extended the lane last year. Otherwise things would have gotten much more complicated.
drunk driving.
barriers, car accident, cars, cones, cranes, police, power lines, telephone pole, trucks, wires.
Dominion Virginia Power. broken. smashed.
Alexandria, Virginia.
April 3, 2010.
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Big Black Car
Image by Steven Leonti
I’ve got a ton of pictures I need to finish uploading but I have no time at all. In the next 3 weeks, I will take the SAT and 2 AP tests. A total of 7 essays.
Emily Rule
Duvall, WA