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Istanbul’s Hagia Sophia photographed and
heavily reworked by SHAPESHIFT in Flickr

This is a forbiddingly big collection but his Architecture set and photos of the ruins of old cities and sacred sites, mostly in Asia, would be a good place to start.

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CARF is Brazil’s Children at Risk Foundation, which
provides activities and protection for streetkids.

Its Flickr album contains astonishing portraits,
and there are thousands of them.


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1972, dig?

 

We went to a party at our friend Keith’s last night. Hundreds of bikies, surfies and musicians were there.


Then tonight we went to The Artist, by which time I was out of my brain on bacardi. We all sat on the floor and I was completely freaked; can’t remember what the music was like. What a scene, man.

Then to Ray’s place and the usual band crowd.


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Night work is a real drag now but I hope P uses my work nights to get some songs together. Man, he’s got the ideas. Right now I’d dig to do something for him — a painting, poem or something. Wish I could find The Prophet. He’d really dig that.

Kahlila Gibran 1972 

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Have you ever seen these whimsical little collectibles?

It makes me old to think I had them myself, although young to think I can still remember specific pictures. My favourite series depicted a wedding.

But then I was in New Zealand, which is STILL said to be stuck, for good or bad, in the Fifites. And Mum being the youngest of a large brood, my grandmother was a genuine Victorian.
Very grim she was too, Nana — the swaps were certainly light relief.

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Still searching for a new place to call home

 


I didn’t find an exact fit to replace Stumbleupon when I wandered away a few months ago, but Tumblr was (and still is) beguiling.
However I’ve become quite lethargic about it in recent weeks and days. I just feel any effort applied here is wasted, as people value an attractive pic way out of proportion to everything else.

People just take and compile here, w/o digesting anything. All they’re saying, in fact, (with some notable exceptions) is: “I like this”. Almost nothing is developed, explained or elaborated upon.

This of course will be put down to its demographic, and the fact that most Tumblrs are so young they’re still working out what they like and wanting to put it all out in front of them.

But when I … no I won’t say that. I will just say that I know damn well I had a questioning mind as a teenager. An annoyingly pernickety questioning mind, and I devoured books.

Sadly, the internet, social networks and an overabundance of stimuli and trivial information can only really lead where it has — to an epidemic of ADHD and disengagement.

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Anyway, I have became hungry for words again, and less dissipation.

Facebook has been opening a new world — how could it not, with such a massive membership and millions of groups and public pages? There is much to explore there … although the rhythms are peculiar for me as an antipodean, and sometimes I feel out of sync.
EG, I wanted to “play” 12-13 hours ago but no-one else seemed to be around; no-one followed up anything I said and I might as well have been in an empty room.

The same was true earlier tonight (my time), when I was ready and waiting … only a trickle came into my feed; not enough to stay interested. Then I came back about an hour ago and found a torrent of new items, more than I can keep up with — so I’m thinking either this is peak hour right now, or there was a logjam in the traffic flow earlier.

When I was in SU’s thrall it was like working two jobs — demanding, but good intellectual exercise with good friendships made along the way.
I was kept on my toes and it felt less ephemeral than either Tumblr or Facebook. I do still miss it … but a network is only as good as its active membership, and SU’s declined seriously during the course of 2009.
Now it is rare to find anyone writing a useful review of a website, though I still hit that (blandly renamed) “info” button when visiting an unfamiliar site in the hope of getting some insights.
It very rarely delivers.

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Happiness is a butterfly which when pursued is just out of grasp… But if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

Nathaniel Hawthorne (via tapwaterjackson)

OK David, I’ll sit and wait then

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A long-lost baby pic confirms what many of us had always known — Eustace Clogiron was a little terror with an affinity for eggs and anything that “goes”

(found in a curiosity shop by wackystuff)

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