Saturday, August 19, 2017

Forty Portraits in Forty Years - The Brown Sisters

In 1975, Nicholas took a photo of his wife Bebe and her three sisters during a family gathering.
When he repeated it the following year, he realised that there was something special happening, and asked the sisters if they’d pose each year. Ever since, he has photographed his wife and her sisters annually, always in the same order, the most recent picture being taken in 2014.

Sister Bebe's photographer husband, Nicholas Nixon
Bebe and her three sisters Heather, Mimi, and Laurie in The New York Times.

Forty Portraits in Forty Years
Photographs by NICHOLAS NIXON
The Brown sisters have been photographed every year since 1975. The latest image in the series is published here for the first time
To see the photos, click on link -

https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2014/10/03/magazine/01-brown-sisters-forty-years.html



TWO VIDEOS TO WATCH - PICTURE TO PICTURE
AND
MORPH OF THE SISTERS -



VIDEO
The Brown Sisters: 
Portraits of four sisters every year 
for 40 years 1975 - 2014


VIDEO -
The Brown Sisters Morph:
40 years in 4 minutes


VIDEO -
Photographer Nicholas Nixon speaks with curator Sarah Meister about "The Brown Sisters," an ongoing series of annual portraits of his wife, Bebe, and her three sisters, Mimi, Laurie, and Heather, and his recent foray into digital work.



Monday, August 7, 2017

What Happens When Lightning Strikes Water?


This looks so cool . . . but guess what? It's fake!!
Do you see that yellowish cloud of sodium vapours? 
Similiar cloud can be visible after 
detonation of some kinds of explosives.
This is not lightning, but cool!


But here is a video with lots of lightning strikes!!

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

THOSE WERE THE DAYS!!!

Would you recognize the word Murgatroyd?  -   Heavens to Murgatroyd!  (Wasn't this one of the pet words for a Red Skelton character?)

Lost Words from our childhood:  Words gone as fast as the buggy whip!  Sad really!


The other day, a not so elderly (65) lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy and he looked at her quizzically and said what the heck is a Jalopy? - he had never heard of the word jalopy! She knew she was old but not that old.

Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle -

About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology. These phrases included

"Don't touch that dial,"

"Carbon copy,"

"You sound like a broken record" and

"Hung out to dry."


Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie. We'd put on our best bib and tucker to straighten up and fly right - 
Heavens to Betsy! 
Gee whillikers! Jumping Jehoshaphat! Holy moley! We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley and even a regular guy couldn't accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in China!

Back in the olden days, life used to be swell but when's the last time anything was swell? Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A, of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes and pedal pushers. Oh, my aching back. Kilroy was here but he isn't anymore.

We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap and before we can say, well I'll be a monkey's uncle!/This is a fine kettle of fish! - we discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed omnipresent as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards.


Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we've left behind. We blink and they're gone. Where have all those phrases gone?

Long gone: Pshaw/The milkman did it/Hey! It's your nickel. Don't forget to pull the chain/Knee high to a grasshopper. Well, Fiddlesticks! Going like sixty. I'll see you in the funny papers. Don't take any wooden nickels/Heavens to Murgatroyd!

It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills. This can be disturbing stuff! We of a certain age have been blessed to live in changeful times. For a child each new word is like a shiny toy, a toy that has no age. We at the other end of the chronological arc have the advantage of remembering there are words that once did not exist and there were words that once strutted their hour upon the earthly stage and now are heard no more, except in our collective memory. It's one of the greatest advantages of aging.

See ya later, alligator!  After awhile Crocodile!

Advice From A Friend . . .





































So, How's YOUR Day Going??!!