Space exploration is the ultimate form of travel. It's a subject that ignited my imagination as a child and makes me emotional as an adult.
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All in Time Travel
Space exploration is the ultimate form of travel. It's a subject that ignited my imagination as a child and makes me emotional as an adult.
“Here I am singing, the wind is carrying me. I am following the footsteps of those departed."
This fascinating collection of vintage photographs caught my eye, first due to the haunting expressions of its subjects.
I've been in a Halloween state of mind, and somehow vintage costumes seem a whole lot more frightening. Perhaps because the lines between reality and figment look just a little blurred.
"Eye miniatures were a curious but brief anomaly in miniature painting that came into fashion at the end of the 18th century."
"Enclosed in a wire cage suspended from an apartment window, English children play in the sunlight and fresh air while their mothers are busy with housework."
“Walter McClintock graduated from Yale in 1891. In 1896 he traveled west as a photographer for a federal commission investigating national forests. McClintock became friends with the expedition’s Blackfoot Indian scout, William Jackson or Siksikakoan."
These hand painted images of Geisha and Maiko (apprentices) are over a century old, but in my eyes they couldn't be more contemporary.
One of my favourite quotes by Samuel Johnson goes like this: “The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.”
"In Canada the ice king reigns supreme. The clear and frosty air and sparking wintry days that last through many months of the year make Canada the home of winter sport."
Here is a stunning book I've been wanting to share for a long time.
How appropriate that I stumbled upon the Irish National Library’s collection of vintage photos just now, in time for St. Patrick’s day. For your viewing pleasure, here are some hilarious group shots of the ever spirited Irish from all walks of life.
Often, something as simple as a textile pattern can send me on a trip, deep down the rabbit hole to post-revolution, 1920s Russia.
I’ve been studying the history of the island chain, and last year had a chance to speak to Keone, a Hawaiian elder who reminded us that a portion of the population quietly fights for Hawaiian independence.
I had never heard of Sergey Mikhaylovich Prokudin-Gorskii (where have I been living?!), so when I stumbled on his early 20th century photographs of the Russian Empire I was blown away.
I could stare at these for days and discover something new, amazing, and probably offensive each time. A wealth of politics and public opinion of the day hides inside.
My cousin sent me a link to this incredible photo series. It stopped me in my tracks. Concrete spaceships? Nope. These are abandoned Communist monuments scattered all over the territory of former Yugoslavia.