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Royal Pier, Aberystwyth. Zorki 4. Expired Perutz Primera 100.
Opened on Good Friday in 1865 the Royal Pier in Aberystwyth was the first of it's kind to open in Wales. Sadly due to repeated storm damage it now stands at less than half of it's original length of 242 meters.
Today it consists of a pub, restaurant, amusement arcade and a snooker hall..
#liverpool#liverpoollomo#lomo#lomography#analogue photography#zorki 4#russian camera#rangefinder#expired film#colour film#35mm film#royal pier#aberystwyth#cardigan bay#ceredigion#victorian pier#pleasure pier#film is not dead#don't think just shoot#perutz primera 100
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This is probably Too Niche, but to the vivid dreamers out there: do you ever get nostalgic for a place from your dreams that isn't real? I have recurring locations in my dreams that just. don't exist. And I find myself thinking about them or having "memories" about them even though they don't exist and never have. But they're real in my heart even though I'll never go there.
(tell me about these places in the tags, I'm so curious)
#the house along the highway with all the junk around it that I walk up to but never get to go in#the lake with the houses around it where I walk out onto the little fishing pier and watch the swans every time#the alternate version of the trails at my mom's house where a stream green with algae runs along the railroad tracks#the big mall where most of the lights are off and many of the stores haven't been restock in a long time and there's a creepy thrift store#and I know malls (esp abandoned malls) are common in dreams but this is the same one every time and I'm aware of that in the dream#a yellow victorian house with lots of trees and a fence out front. there's a park nearby. I've always been older in this dream#and it's always MY house. and I'm always so surprised I live there in a self-aware kind of way. I long for that house so bad.
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Wednesday, February 28, 2024
I got out the 8’ ladder today to measure our two pier mirrors. We’ll be moving them from the Bank Gallery to the Barn Gallery (at the opposite end of the museum) this June for a new exhibit and I need to make sure they’ll fit.
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Had a quick visit to Clevedon, visited the Victorian Pier, the building was completed, and the Pier opened in 1869. Was built using leftover iron from Brunel's South Wales Railway. One Direction also filmed their You and I video here.
Great place, and I would love to go back and have a more in-depth look around the whole place.
#photography#landscape#architecture#sept 2023#history#clevedon#clevedon pier#hamilton windsor iron works#victorian#one direction#you and I
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living the southern california dream
#just had a burger (veggie burger) on the santa monica pier. dont let anyone tell you this isnt the life#i get it. i get it. i UNDERSTAND#days of going to the beach and the amusement park and eating along the pier would fix me. sunshine and without a care in the world#just looking at the ocean. peaceful. calming. soothing. makes me think the world is beautiful#when they sent you to the seaside in victorian times to cure your mental illness they were right#i am going to miss california so much but we're not thinking abt that yet#but this week has been flying by.#ive been having fun i may report on it more in another post
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19 miles from the nearest coast stands a pier like no other - Glastonbury-On-Sea
You can almost smell the sea breeze and hear the seagulls as you stand on the 60 meter-long structure that overlooks the entire festival.
A relatively recent addition, the pier was added in 2019, designed by Hastings born artist Joe Rush, with Michael Eavis signing off on the idea based on the knowledge it would have a Punch & Judy Show.
But there is so much more than puppet shows - a robotic band, bingo, fortune telling, the list goes on. All the fun of the seaside without the risk of a seagull stealing your chips.
Available as an A6 postcard, with 11 other iconic Glastonbury locations https://www.etsy.com/uk/listing/1336978228/glastonbury-festival-a6-print-postcards
#graphic design#artists on tumblr#glastonbury#Glastonbury on sea#Seaside#Postcard#Vintage postcard#art nouveau#Art#Retro#Pier#Festival#Somerset#Beach#Victorian
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Brighton Pier Photography
On the return from my road trip to Devon and Dorset made the decision to stop off in Brighton east Sussex for a few days. The plan once again was to stay in a seafront hotel and get in some sunrise and sunset photography with the Brighton Piers as the main focal point. It was also prime time for the starling murmuration’s.
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#beach#birds#coast#dawn#flock#murmuration#pier#reflections#sand#seafront#seascape#starlings#sunrise#sunset#tide#victorian
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Side Yard Porch
Large classic stone porch idea with a roof extension
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Porch Front Yard
Ideas for a substantial, traditional front porch renovation that includes decking and a roof extension
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The anti seasick ship SS Bessemer Saloon Steamship
The SS Bessemer Saloon Steamship- SS Bessemer for short - was an experimental Victorian passenger side wheel steamer designed to counteract seasickness and operated between Dover and Calais. Her inventor was Sir Henry Bessemer.
Bessemer Saloon Steamer, 1874
In 1868, Bessemer, who suffered from severe seasickness, developed the idea of a ship whose passenger cabin - the saloon - was to be suspended on a gimbal and mechanically held horizontally, thus levelling out the swell and sparing the occupants from the ship's movements. Sounded too good to be true, but more on that later. He patented this ingenious idea in December 1869 and after successful trials with a model in which the levelling was carried out by hydraulics controlled by a helmsman observing a spirit level, Bessemer founded a limited company, the Bessemer Saloon Steamboat Company Limited, which was to operate steamships between England and France. Capital of 250,000 pounds was used to finance the construction of a ship, the SS Bessemer, whose chief designer was the naval architect Edward James Reed.
SS Bessemer, by Henry Spernon Tozer 1874
And so she was built by Earle's Shipbuilding in Hull. She bore the shipyard number 197 and was launched on 24 September 1874. As already mentioned, she was a paddle steamer with four buckets (two buckets each on port and starboard, one forward and one aft). She had a length of 106.68 m (350 feet), a width on deck of 12.19 m (40 feet), an outside width over the bucket boxes of 19.81 m (65 feet), a draught of 2.26 m (7 feet 5 inches) and a gross register tonnage of 1974 tonnes. What also characterised her was that she was completely identical fore and aft, she had two bridges and two wheels, which simply made her faster and more manoeuvrable in both directions. Her maximum speed was about 17.4 knots.
The inner saloon was a room 70 feet long (21 metres) and 30 feet wide (9.1 metres), with a ceiling 6.1 metres above the floor, Moroccan-covered seats, partitions and spiral columns of carved oak and gilded panels with hand-painted murals. The press liked to call it the floating clubhouse. However, the swinging saloon was only intended for first class passengers. The second class, on the other hand, did not enjoy this and had to make do with cabins on the sides of the hull.
Harper's Weekly Interior Pages showing the newly building ultra Luxury Bessemer Channel Steam-Ship, 1874
The disaster begins
On 21 October 1874, the Bessemer had her first misfortune. She had just arrived in Hull to be fitted out when she was driven ashore in a storm. She was refloated and found to be undamaged, which was not entirely true, as would later become apparent.
In March 1875, the ship sailed on a private trial voyage from Dover to Calais. During this voyage she is said to have steered well and even had a top speed of 18 knots. Her swinging saloon is also said to have worked excellently. However, things didn't go so smoothly because on arrival in Calais, a paddle wheel was damaged when she crashed into the pier because it didn't react to the rudder at slow speed.
The first and only public voyage took place on 8 May 1875, with the ship sailing with her revolving cabin locked (some observers suggested this was due to the ship's severe instability, but Bessemer attributed this to lack of time to repair the previous damage). The ship was operated by the London, Chatham and Dover Railway. After two attempts to enter the harbour, it again crashed into the Calais pier, this time destroying part of it. Calais billed the company £2800 for the damage.
The Bessemer Saloon-Ship running foul of Calais Pier. Illustrated London News, 1875
Due to the poor performance, investors lost confidence and the company was dissolved in 1876. On 29 December 1876, the Bessemer ran aground on Burcom Sand in the Humber upstream of Grimsby, Lincolnshire, after the removal of the swivelling saloon and other extensive alterations. She was refloated and taken to Hull. The Board of Trade's investigation into the grounding found that the captain was at fault. His certificate was suspended for three months.After removal, the designer Reed had the saloon cabin taken to his home, Hextable House, Swanley, where it was used as a billiard room. When the house was later converted into a women's college, Swanley Horticultural College, the saloon was used as a lecture theatre, but was destroyed by a direct hit when the college was bombed during the Second World War.
The Saloon as a lecutre theatre
The ship was then docked in Dover until it was sold for scrapping in 1879.
The Theory of the Top. Volume IV, by Felix Klein, Arnold Sommerfeld, London, 2010
The Nautical Magazine for 1874
Sir Henry Bessemer, F.R.S.: An Autobiography, 1905
The Gale, The Times. No. 28140. London. 23 October 1874. col E, p. 8.
London, Chatham & Dover Railway Company
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Would you mind talking about the vibes in Aberystwyth? Like the university and the town and all that jazz?
Vibes: immaculate
I'm out of date on the uni now - this September marks twenty years since I first went, so there will be differences by now. But I did find it a very good uni in terms of student life and facilities, both academic and otherwise. Many good clubs and societies, a lively SU, etc
HOWEVER the town is fantastic. It's a bit of an odd one, in that the character changes dramatically between term-time and holidays - students make up something like two thirds of the population, so it's much quieter and much Welsher once they've all gone home. But even with the students, it's something like 13,000 people? Small - you can walk across it in half an hour, like. Which means it's big enough to have all the shops you need and a truly astonishing number of pubs, but small enough to still retain its Victorian seaside resort charm
Oh yeah, okay, it has:
TWO BEACHES! One is grit sand/shingle, the other is powder sand
A pier with MANY STARLING MURMURATIONS
The remains of a CASTLE
The National Library of Wales (respectful silence)
An IRON AGE HILLFORT which you can walk to
A Victorian funicular that still works which is a CLIFF RAILWAY
A CAMERA OBSCURA on said cliff and also frisbee golf. Why they thought frisbees and windy clifftops were a perfect pairing I do not know
DELIGHTFUL WOODS
There's technically TWO Cinemas but one is the Arts Centre (so shows a mix of blockbuster releases and art house things with intermittent reliability) and the other is a one-screen wonder that can only show films for about two weeks at a time, it's great
WALES COASTAL PATH ACCESS did you know you can walk the entire coast of Wales?
A STEAM TRAIN (sit on the left of the way out, the right on the way back)
Limited chain stores! Most shops in town are local-owned, and usually Welsh speaking
Also a bit of a hippy vibe, albeit not as much as Machynlleth up the road
Over fifty pubs and clubs. This is an unfeasible number for the population size
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The Sign of Four: A Break in the Chain
It's a rather long walk from Baker Street to Camberwell.
Poplar specifically refers to the area of the East End just north of the Isle of Dogs, but also was the name of the entire district covering Bow and Bromley-by-Bow down through the whole Isle of Dogs area.
The Victorians had asthma inhalers around, although not like the ones we have today. They even had asthma cigarettes and cigars!
Baring-Gould's chronology has Holmes being an actor of some note before he became a consulting detective.
The Westminster Stairs were located just south of Westminster Bridge. Today it is the sight of the Speaker's Garden of the Palace of Westminster, and no access is possible to the river there. However, Westminster Millennium Pier, opened in 2000 to replace the old pier, has various passenger and tour services operate from there.
Oysters were very common and cheap at the time; being sourced from beds in the Thames Estuary; the river through London had become too fast-flowing due to the construction of the Embankment. You could pick them up from street sellers called costermongers (a subject worth its own post at some point!) along with various other locally sourced fish.
Overfishing and pollution vastly reduced their numbers; microplastics are an issue today. However, efforts are being made to restore the oyster beds and have a sustainable industry supplying London again.
Grouse are hunted in England between 12 August and 10 December. They are either driven in large numbers over a bunch of people with shotguns or flushed out by them as they walk.
You can get oven ready grous for about £10 today.
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I didn’t post it when Emmanuel Hebert posted his living room, but now he’s posted more of his home’s progression and I just have to share it. This is Manoir Blackswan in Canada. Of it, Emmanuel says, “Here's a few pictures of my ever evolving home which gathered lots of interests in the past weeks on this group!”
“Welcome to my world,” says Emmanuel.
“I am currently working on 4 new rooms concept, the Red Room, the Stripe Room, the Tea Room/Boudoir and the Dollhouse Room. Also next spring will be the beginning of my 2000sq2 French Garden construction!” (This was the only room he posted before and I fell in love with it.)
Is this not amazing? Some members thought that the living room was a lamp store!
“We finally finished building the three floor staircase! Now it’s sanding and staining time! The color of the staircase will be the same as the right front newel post and the doors, some kind of cognac, patinated tiger oak finish. Also, the third floor staircase wall will become black as well!.” he said.
The moody stair case, hallway and landing.
Making the most of a tiny room. Now, this looks interesting.
Beautiful new shower- look you can keep plants in it.
So pretty.
The bd. is getting an MCM flair.
Art Deco Powder Room, design by Emmanuel. It has a 12 ft. ceiling, plaster moldings, 1920’s Porcelain Pedestal Sink and beautiful lighting. The ceiling fixture is a late 1920’s French Art Deco nickeled bronze fixture. “ Lighting is the jewelry of a home,” says Emmanuel.
Can’t wait to see what he does w/the finished attic.
“Getting some crazy pieces on my treasure hunting trip these days! Here’s a massive late 19th century Victorian Pier Mirror! Quite a find! “
“My newest acquisition, a set of 9 thrones and 2 pedestals dating from 1870’s and made in Napanee, Ontario by Gibbard Furniture. The set was commissioned for a Odd Fellow’s Lodge.”
“Treasure hunting of the day, a monstrous pair of early 20th century cast iron floor candelabras salvaged straight from its original church. They stand at 68” tall and weight about 100 pounds each!” (Does he know how to shop, or what???)
And, this a photo of a moody dramatic Sunday night in his living room. I can’t wait to see the rest of house when it’s finished.
https://www.facebook.com/groups/536753050012824/user/553241672/
#interior design#Manoir Blackswan#antiques#gothic design#art deco design#long post#architectural salvage
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🎮 - What’s your favorite video game?
So, I already mentioned Mass Effect 2, but I play a LOT of video games, so I have plenty more! An easy three to throw out there would be:
Bloodborne! I got the Platinum on this and did all of the endings and quests, ran Kirkhammer and Tonitrus before switching it up for the Boom Hammer. I streamed the Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower fight for my boyfriend and the friend who introduced us, and they were just watching with bated breath because I was matching her hit for hit for hit - I search for Visceral Attack openings, fish for that exact point in the animation, and just go in. That's my style. I also just adore the setting, the darkness, the dreariness, the lack of specificity about anything, the sheer out-there-ness of the monster designs and the hard left turn from Victorian Gothic horror into the Eldritch. Ebrietas is my favourite boss. She's cute. :)
Until Dawn. I fucking love all of these characters, I love the interlocking narrative - I've played it maybe eight or nine times, and each and every time, there's been some change in the dialogue or some minor difference in a scene that tickles my brain every time I see it. Sam, Mike, Josh, Chris and Jess are probably my favourite characters of the principal cast, but honestly, I love them all, they're just amazingly well sketched out and performed. Understand the palm of my hand, bitch~
Resident Evil 2 (Remake). The Resident Evil games are, on average, my favourite video game series of all time - I'm a sucker for survival horror, I really love the characterisation of especially the remake versions of the cast, I adore how different each run can be because of the variable difficulty, I fucking LOVE the music for the games, they're just amazing (not you, 5 or 6. Piers is cool. I'll take Piers. But you can keep Kijuju.) 2 Remake is probably my favourite of the lot, though, just because of how perfectly and tightly designed it is. Also, Collapse fucking SLAPS. Fucking incredible escape music.
#southern-belle-outcasts#munday meme#outofmuffins#Thank you for this. <3#gif warning#Really showing my horror bias here.
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Jimi and Pickles for #7 ♡
We're going Victorian AU for this one. Do we like pain? :D
7. Write about one member of your ship asking the other to dance with them.
Jimi stares down at the gloved hand offered to her and back up to his crooked grin. "Are you serious?"
And Pickles winks, and were it not for the lavish ball, and their lavish clothes, and the lavishly dressed vermin around them gussied up in their riches and fortunate birth – it would be like nothing has changed.
"Dead serious," he replies, his smile unwavering.
Jimi keeps her face carefully neutral, to not give away how her stomach flips and twists with dread and disgust.
But she gives him her hand, and he leads her to the dance floor.
Hand in hand, hand on waist, hand on shoulder. All in prim and proper form to twirl about in a matter about as exciting as watching dead fish swirl in eddies off the pier.
Which is to say, not at all.
"I could fall asleep if it weren't for this corset," Jimi grumbles.
And Pickles laughs, and that hasn't changed at all. "Yeah, this barely counts as dancin', huh?"
"Hmm." Jimi doesn't want to draw anymore attention by appearing disinterested or impolite, so she keeps her eyes on his face, directly on an invisible spot upon his cheek. No amount of blush or powder can hide the dull pallor of his skin, no longer to be kissed by the sun. "You seem to be adjusting well enough."
"It was nothin' findin' the rhythm. Really, the hardest part is not tripping on skirts–"
Jimi grits her teeth. "Not what I meant." And then, putting on a strained smile: "You should be doing this with your lovely bride-to-be."
"An' she's catching up with yer handsome little guard, so we can have this one, yeah?"
His eyes don't leave her face. Eyes that are still green like the algae on the docks that Jimi knows aren't actually brighter now. They just appear more vivid with the life drained from his skin.
His gaze burns, which is absurd, when she can feel no warmth through their gloves, through the layers of cloth between them. Jimi can't feel anything, but the pressure of his hand pressed into hers.
"You're just making a bigger target of yourselves," Jimi hisses, brown gaze flitting over his shoulder for a moment.
Pickles just laughs, again, in that quiet, huffing way of his. "We're makin' our stand. You were always part of this, Jim–"
"Don't call me that."
She looks back to him and catches the flash of hurt in his eyes, and Jimi pushes down the sick knot of regret, aching and longing, deep in her belly. She holds its head underwater, ignoring the thrashing and desperate cries.
"I want no part of this. You have your wealth, you have your marriage, and you have no need of me, just my wares to keep up this farce–"
"It's no game," Pickles says gently, heedless of the vicious barbs that Jimi hurls at him. They break, spin about on an axis, a full rotation of the world before they return to face one another. Hand in hand, hand on waist, hand on shoulder. "You'd be right there with us if it weren't for the laws."
Jimi's eyes drop to his breast pocket. "You speak of madness."
"Well, yeah."
The strings halt, the perfurmed and powdered vermin break into applause, and Pickles lifts her gloved hand to his lips that feel like a press of flesh, and nothing more.
"I'm mad about ya." Beneath the brim of his hat and the shadows that will ever dust his eyes is a glow that has never once dimmed. That hasn't changed. That hasn't died. "Always have been."
[Soft OTP Prompts]
#metalocalypse#pickles the drummer#jamila calabash#picklejam#my writing#mtl victorian vampire au#ask meme
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When I learned that ZA/UM had a studio in Brighton/Hove, I got thinking about some of the seaside areas on Martinaise, and took some pictures as I walked up the coast to Rottingdean.
Brighton and Martinaise have a fair amount in common (and a lot not in common). There's a Harbour in Shoreham down the coast, a large amount of fading, crumbling infrastructure and one of the largest drug/alcohol problems in the country. What struck me most was Joyce Messier's story about how Martinaise was 'built' by the ruling class as a holiday destination.
Brighton, at earliest recognisability, was a 16th century fishing village known as Brighthelmstone. It grew it's population into the 17th century, but saw economic decline into the 18th, and was then overhauled by the ruling classes as a 'health resort'. A move which brought wealth into the city, and built a grand Victorian seafront, boardwalk and (now burnt down) pleasure pier.
Brighton also has no shortage of memorials to absurd royal figures. Chiefly the Royal Pavilion. Serving as much as a monument to a monarch's profligacy as to their greatness. Much like a certain exploding horse statue.
In the 20th century, due to its fading appeal as a resort, and the effects of the wars, the city became popular with artists, bohemians, communists and anarchists across the economic spectrum. A notable 1930s Anarchist called Harry Cowley still has a mutual aid organisation/bookshop/social space/anarchist club named after him on London Road. It's economic decline dipped lowest in the 1980s (like many places under Thatcherism). The exploitable fashionable nature of its history has now led to it being a hugely expensive place to live in the UK, as well as being service industry based and for those residents who don't work for the one or two global companies with offices here, financially crippling. It's also a mishmash of absurd uber-rich empty developments, studded into a town of rotting buildings, slum landlords, massive homelessness, and stretched to breaking drug and alcohol services.
At my former job at a now sadly liquidated karaoke bar on a troubled street in the gay village, we used to call Brighton a city of lost souls.
As you walk across the cliffs, or look out over the sea towards the offshore wind farm, in the rays of a clouded dusk, you can sometimes feel the tension of the city dissipate. The rough edges between what this place was, what it has been, what it is now, and what it may become seem to soften slightly towards one another, like begrudging neighbors over long decades.
A fishing village. A health resort. An artist's commune. A neoliberal grind.
I know you could draw connections between Revachol and any city in Europe. Possibly the world. That's the beauty and genius of the writing. But I'm grateful for the chance to reflect on my city, re-examining it through this lense has allowed me.
Finally. The Smallest Church in Saint-Saïns is based on the song The Smallest Church in Sussex by Sea Power who were Brighton based for a long time. And describes the Seven Sisters, a nearby chalk cliff formation which I, and most others who live round here, have walked.
I would often go there
To the tiny church there
The Smallest Church in Sussex
Though it once was larger
How the rill may rest there
Down through the mist there
Toward the seven sisters
Toward those white cliffs there
I would often stay there
In the tiny yard there
I have been so glad here
Looking forward to the past here
But now you are all alone
None of this matters at all
#long post#my thoughts#a lot is missed or glossed here#its more about vibes than solid history#and i think vibes are as potent an analytical power as facts#and if you disagree i could gsrdly imsgine disco elysium would have appealed to you#disco elysium#revachol#brighton
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