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Like I did at #100, I will recap my favorites from the last 100 posts. I will take a photo or two from each post, feel free to click on the link to see the whole set. It should be noted not long after I post this I will change my mind about the top ten… but I won’t cheat and change them.
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#10: In The Trenches
WW2 reenacting is a hobby my husband loves. So not only did I have the opportunity to get some great photos, I got to spend some time with my guy doing what we love.
I have taken a lot of photos in a lot of abandoned buildings but having to do little to no post processing, keeping the natural light and colors, this set is among my favorites.
This was one of those days I just got out, with no particular destination from the get go, and just had a great day doing what I love to do. Asbury Park had so many of my favorite things to shoot, and of all the shots, these two are by far my favorite.
This was a breaking out of sorts. Inspired by some photography friends I stepped out of my comfort zone and starting photographing… *gasp* … people! I used to be so uncomfortable asking random strangers “may I take your picture?” but now it comes so easily.
I have always loved astronomy and going out at night to photograph remarkable astrological happenings is one of my very favorite things.
Eastern State Penitentiary is still one of my favorite places to go, and this day in particular not only did I see some usually off limits areas, I met a few new friends, too. Atlas Obscura, the creator of Obscura Day who made this tour and hundreds others all over the world, featured the above photograph on their blog post which made it extra sweet!
This is a set of photos I just love… I know at least one will make it on my wall.
This is a post I wasn’t particularly happy with the photographs, however it is by far my favorite place I’ve ever explored. Nikola Tesla is such an amazing historical figure, and to step on the grounds where he once trod, I was so in awe photos were almost a chore, interrupting my geeky zen. The fact that my phone broke because of the natural electromagnetic energy of the area, something Tesla took into great consideration when choosing his lab sites, was just the coolest thing.
This is the most personal entry on my blog, and it really was one of the best days I’ve ever had. The joy of getting the news that my child who had been sick for three long years was all better still brings me to tears to this day.
This was one of the few times I really felt like I was doing something so much bigger than just taking photos. After Hurricane Sandy, I was so moved by the spirit of community and the relief efforts I set out over several days to tell a few stories of the people and communities affected by this horrible natural disaster. I still look at the Sandy entries often, but most particularly this one because of the amazing people I met. It was such a privilege to tell their story.
We have a new addition to our family! The fam and I picked her up today from a local rabbit rescue. She is still a baby, although at 9 weeks she is the size of an average adult. Flemish giants can grow to be between 20 and 30 lbs! My son wants to call her “Tubby”, but I don’t want to give the poor thing a complex. We’ll try the name thing tomorrow. It’s nice to have another lady in the house! The marks in her ear is there to differentiate the male from females and birth order.
What you see is the culmination of one man’s work over the course of 15 years now named the Philadelphia Magic Gardens.
From their website:
“[Isaiah] Zagar started working on the Magic Gardens in 1994 in the vacant lot nearby his studio. He began by constructing a massive fence to protect the area from harm and then spent the next fourteen years excavating tunnels and grottos, sculpting multi-layered walls, and tiling and grouting the 3,000 square foot space. The installation pays tribute to Zagar’s many artistic influences, as well as the events and experiences of his life. Enveloped in visual anecdotes, the mosaicked walls refer to his wife Julia and sons Ezekiel and Jeremiah through playful images and words, but also reference important elements of the wider world. Las Pozas and Day of the Dead, the dance community of Philadelphia, and even the airplanes of the nationwide 9/11 tragedy.
In 2002, the Boston-based owner of the once-vacant lot located at 1022-1026 South Street decided to sell the land in response to rising South Street property values. Unwilling to witness the destruction of Zagar’s neighborhood art environment, the community rushed to support the artist. His creation, newly titled Philadelphia’s Magic Gardens, became incorporated as a nonprofit organization with the intention of preserving and promoting Zagar’s works at the site of the Magic Gardens and throughout the South Street region.
Philadelphia’s Magic Gardens is now a permanent art institution that is open to visitors throughout the year. Trained guides are available to lead tours of the Magic Gardens and Zagar’s surrounding public murals. In addition, PMG offers monthly mosaic workshops led by Zagar himself, and regularly hosts concerts, dance performances, and other public events.”
This is just another amazing unique piece of Philadelphia’s rich cultural history. I love this city.
You’ll see my kids in quite a few of these, they just love this place. I do need to go back solo at one point so I can really take my time and take it all in instead of using my energies to keep tabs on the kids in this labyrinth.
Today I visited my grandma at a very nice (like, nicer than my hotel in Boston, nice) rehabilitation facility. Next to the building they have a lovely little farm. As always, having my camera in tow I took some fun shots of some of the resident critters.
And here’s a shot of one of the kindest ladies I’ve ever known. A.k.a. Little Grandma.
Oh, how I wish I made it to the banzais before the baby melted down! Still, there was beauty everywhere, including those I was with and made for some excellent camera fodder.
These are small tiles in the grotto of the children’s garden.
This is how my little guy played in the fountain… by splashing himself in the face!
The living hallway… you know a place is really special when they go to all this trouble to decorate the corridor that holds the bathrooms.
A baby fern
Under the weeping cherry
I thought this hill looked so magical – thanks Lightroom for the ability to edit it how I saw it!
Japanese wisteria born 1975
My beautiful friend and her adorable daughter