bed 38

Some cool car girls posters images today:

bed 38


Image by maureen_sill
only wants a tiny room with white walls painted a white spot over the swastika of the last person who lived here, the boy who lived here before me, i don’t know if it was shock value, irony, or whatever the fuck, o dunno a mattress on the floor, the better to roll out of in the morning start from the floor, end on the floor end in the floor, if you can afford it
litchen, also known as a "little kitchen"
to cook couscous in the kishen
i will paint a joy division poster on the wall instead of moving my glossy, corporately produced collegiate one (when the time comes)
o when the time comes are you gonna live in the same state as me probably not i guess we’ll see
maybe i’ll drive there on weekends maybe our friendship
will disintegrate like kamikaze packets of brown sugar
rocks in your mouth, gargling marbles
the domestication of plants and animals is making me miserable in a suburban white way, a dry skin way, a j crew way
the more facts that i learn about the ecology of food and the biodiversity of the united states of america vs the vast diversity of vegetation of agriculturally beneficial plants in foreign countries the more i am driving my veganism to
the sexual capacity of almond slices, towering pillars in phallic development!
an ant on a hill
an ant on a hill
a bee in a hive
an ant on a hill

dear maureen,
ohio and upstate new york are not that different, if you think about it very hard or if you sit on the bus and look out the window, i guess either of us could be in either place
(but i guess you are not on the bus much lately)
what would you be like if you lived in albany i would be as miserable in cleveland, i guess i know that the reason i hate albany is not a problem with albany but is a problem with me not with everyone else here
i feel like it is a problem for other people that i like xiu xiu so much, that it disturbs them, not the problem of everyone else not knowing who they are, maybe the problem of me being gay, not the problem of everyone else being straight the problem of me being vegan, always writing poems and never paying attention, et cetera not the problem of everyone else wearing hollister hoodies or big cars, or whatever the sentence "the more i act like myself the less other people will like me" is something that is hovering through my head when i was eleven my best friend in the world was a girl i met on neopets the internet website who liked digimon a lot
i have changed a lot, i guess but i feel like that right now she emailed me two days ago and i realized she knew me better than anyone else who knew me at that time that made me feel happy and sad and angry and confused and a little pathetic but she was from illinois and her name was gloria and i have never met anyone else named gloria, before or since ok
love extremely hard,
michael

dear maureen,
i want to send you my deepest thanks for the pictures of the birds that you sent me. this yellow tailed, tan bird that you’ve mentioned, have you got a picture of it? i would like to help you identify it. humans are inferior to birds, i think you are right. the more i think about this the more i am sure.
today i am trying to make it past this afternoon without feeling like going to bed very early. you are a good girl good girl good girl thank you for letting me into your life. you are a beautiful girl. you rule! do you have that recipe for vegan fudge that your friend made? when you get around to it.
lastly here is a photo of my cat being sucked into a time portal inside of a lamp

xoxoxoxoxo,
jamie

vicki says on the phone, what are you spending most of your time thinking about
and i answered honesty,
"africa, and kate"
and right now i guess i am also thinking that
some certain version of fifteen year old boys and thirty six year old men
are going to kill me
with their tenderness

Bristol Then & Now – The Park Picture House, St George BS5


Image by brizzle born and bred
Bristol Then & Now – The Park Picture House, St George BS5

image top: This was a great favourite with children who used to attend the nine-penny rush on a Saturday morning and they always left desperate not to miss the following week as the final picture was always a serial, which had left the hero strapped to a train track or dangling over some life threatening piece of machinery.

The Park Picture House got its name because of its position on the edge of St George’s Park. It was another of W.H. Watkins’ designs and stood next to the Three Horseshoes pub, which was demolished in 2005.

In the 1920s, a balcony was added to the Park Cinema. This wasn’t easy — the back of the building had to be removed for the alterations to take place — but it increased the capacity to 1,020. To reach the fire escape from the rewind and projection room, staff had to scramble up a ladder and through a small glass panel in the roof.

As with many local cinemas, the music was supplied by Hamilton’s of Redfield, who gave six records each week in exchange for advertising that appeared on the screen before the film started.

During the Second World War, part of the cinema was used as a base for the local fire-watching team. After the war, Sidney Gamlin (see the Cabot and the Vandyck) bought the Park and in the mid-1950s he secured the rights to Cinemascope films after the Odeon group had a disagreement with 20th Century Fox.

Gamlin cleaned up the place and spent £8,000 on new equipment, including a big screen that was too big for the small cinema and overlapped onto the side walls. The first film shown after the refit was The Robe, the first Cinemascope film, which starred Richard Burton and Jean Simmons.

In the early 1960s, a young courting couple called Chris and Rita were watching a horror film, Tlie Tingler, starring Vincent Price. The ‘tinglers’ of the title are little parasites that can only be removed by screaming. They crawl around under the seats in a cinema. During the film, Chris felt something brush his leg and jumped up screaming. Rita ran from her seat and everyone else turned round to see what was happening. It turned out to be nothing more sinister than the cinema cat.

In 1964, the manager’s wife approached Mr Gamlin and told him that her husband was having an affair with a female member of staff". As this was happening in his cinema, Gamlin warned them to end the affair or risk dismissal. The affair continued and so he sacked them both. The rest of the staff protested but he refused to change his mind. In fact he closed the place down and it never reopened.

Gamlin was very religious, as was his wife. She had once objected to a poster showing a girl in a bikini that had been put up in the foyer to advertise a popular film.

There were plans to turn the building into a car showroom but planning permission was refused. Gamlin, who was opposed to gambling, would not allow the cinema to become a bingo hall and so, three years after it closed, the cinema was demolished and the site remains empty to this day. It is hard to imagine that there was room for a cinema on this small patch of land.

Mr Luigi Policella, an ice cream maker, arrived in England from Italy sometime after 1900. He sold his ice cream in Middlesborough and Hartlepool before serving in the First World War. By 1925, he was living in Bristol, where he made ice cream at home and pushed it up to the Park cinema for sale.

Two years later, the Park bought its own freezer and Policella then worked at the King’s and the Vandyck. Sometimes his daughter Yolanda would sell the ice cream. In 1930, Policella was back at the Park and also had a shop at No. 26 Malborough Street, St James. In later life, he could often be seen selling ice cream around the tramway centre.

image bottom: Same view as above 2013 – There is now a grassed area on this site where it used to be. The Park Picture House, a local facility demolished and never replaced

Then & Now

Two photographs depicting the same view, one taken a period of time after the other, give us an instantaneous impression of ‘ then ‘ and ‘now ‘. Some comparisons show old views that are instantly recognisable, where the natural passage of time and technology has made only slight changes.

Other views illustrate major change and it can be difficult to comprehend that an area has altered so much. Unless you have lived through a change and can remember what was there before, there is often no reason to question what building was replaced or how the area functioned in the past.

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