Basements and Attics
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"Attic toys in great profusion
Vanished hopes and disillusions
Peel away the memories like a knife
Broken dreams and paradoxes
Side by side in cardboard boxes
Recollect the story of my life
Broken dreams and paradoxes
Jungle up in cardboard boxes
Tell again the story of my life."
~Nana Mouskouri~
Last time I'll ask today but this really is cool on black.
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Emblematic [adjective….serving a a symbol of a particular quality or concept]
"There is no harm in repeating a good thing." (Plato)
"In cities of course, you lock doors, windows, rooftops, businesses, and vehicles tight" the owner wryly suggested while I externally photographed his workshop/garage.
"It's generally the case in rural-ville we all know each other, and lending or borrowing equipment to the neighbour is a given. So we leave everything unlocked, houses and vehicles."
I felt a bit uneasy with a comical grin, realizing I'd just locked my Jeep 50 ft from the property. We're inundated with electronic gadgetry (cameras gear, tablets, computers, iPods etc) that unsavoury roving eyes would enjoy owning back in the city shopping centre parking lot.
"Would it be problematic if I snooped inside this characterful museum".
"Have at er' son, wait till you see what's stored in the attic".
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Old stuff; new house. After moving I've finally got my dolly world in order again. Added some huge prints of my hubby's photos from Paris as backdrops for realism and I'm yet to add some dark felt for the city ground - although I'd prefer stone pavements. ;)
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Another re-edit. The perfectionist in me wishes I had had a slightly wider lens back then... but the image as is does convey the claustrophobic feeling in that attic. The pattern on that wallpaper didn't really help matters :)
Part of a collaboration session with several talented photographers from Jakarta. This was shot in the dusty attic of a derelict building, with morning light streaming from a large window as the only light source.
The concept calls for a ballerina secretly practicing in the attic of an abandoned house...or is it just the toy ballerina from a forgotten music box in the corner, coming to life, Toy Story style?
You don't normally get to see the attic of the Russell-Colbath House when on a regular tour.
Legend of Ruth Colbath is a NH legend based on New Hampshire's Kancamagus Highway in Carroll County NH.
Living along what is now called the Kancamagus Scenic Byway (Kancamagus Highway) in New Hampshire were the Colbath's. One night in 1891, Ruth Colbath's husband Thomas left the family farm to run errands. Thomas Colbath never returned that night. For 39 years, Ruth Colbath waited for her beloved husband. She missed him so much that she kept an oil lamp burning in the window, hoping for his return.
Ruth Colbath died in 1930, at the age of 80. Three years after Ruth died, Thomas returned. Thomas offered no explanation for where he had been for the past 39 years. Thomas Colbath claimed he wandered away and was too embarrassed to return and admit he was lost.
It is now thought by some that Thomas Colbath may have suffered from what we now know as Alzheimers.
Today, the Russell-Colbath House is a registered historic site and owned by the US Forestry Service. It is open to the public, tours are given daily in season by volunteers.