Bought two raffle tickets LAST JANUARY to support one of my student’s effort to fund her People to People Ambassador trip to Australia. They’ve been on my fridge, held by a magnet, for MONTHS!
Thanksgiving night an unknown number appeared on my cell phone. Was everything all right?
Yes, won two tickets to Sunday’s home Steelers Game. It was unexpected and fun to get the phone call, saying, ” You won!”
(Now if I’m going to win the Mega Millions Lottery around here, I’ll have to actually purchase a lottery ticket one of these days)
Castle Shannon ,PA.
Castle Shannon Boulevard.
Ice Castle Arena. I’d driven around in the dark in unfamiliar territory, spending a few minutes on Castle Road, a reidential neighborhood NOT the right castle.
Here is Zamboni on Ice after the second period.
One of my students plays on the Carrick team and invited me to come and watch and bring my camera. I sent his mom the photos I took of him but am posting this one of the Zamboni driver, grooming the ice for the third period.
Or resurfacing as they say in the biz.
Zamboni biz. Kudos to Frank Zamboni (1901-1988) who invented this mighty machine.
Click here for his photo and the Zamboni story.
Note the Pirates Flag at the mouth of the Liberty Tunnel- Red ligh
Of course I posted the Pittsburgh at daybreak and then they call for GOOD MORNING challenge
Some new some from the archives.
School buses arrive at school
Sunrise in the windows of school
Vending machine loading at Hudson River NYC
Behind farm machinery in Ohio
On my classroom keyboard was a nice note,written on composition paper, from the computer man who stopped in yesterday -
back up computer- hard drive must be replaced.
Now one thing I know is that discussing any sort of computer issue is instant snooze z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z
BUT look what I found today as I copied photos to a borrowed external hard drive!
A photo I took last Spring of my on the way to school.
I’m in the oval mirror. Really. And I loved the carport and the seemingly crooked pole.
Thanks for looking and thanks for all the good birthday wishes for Michael’s 8th yesterday.
I got to partake in the festivities via FaceTime along with the other grandparents in Virginia and it was fun.
Well it WILL be out come Monday, June 17th (the final day without students)
The lockers were all opened and cleared out after the students left. What a collection in the lost and found.
I still have to turn in my keys and get signed out. The grade summary reports got turned in Friday. The books packed from the shelves in boxes or cupboards. Ripped down the bulletin board paper and thought about what color for next fall.
This lone work boot and the baseball were in the hallway by an open locker.
Thought about how I could have rearranged the still life to improve the composition but didn’t touch it,
just moved myself and the camera.
Happy Summer- I’m turning off all alarms.
It seems from the emails from friends and followers that comcast.net and verizon. net are the largest group not receiving my daily post via my gmail account. There are a few others, too.
Even a new email address and a different provider the next time I sent it, for some reason these addresses think the blog post is the processed meat in a little blue can. (I don’t even want to write the name of it – )
Why after almost four years of daily blog sending it is refusing my emails is something I don’t understand. No bounced back email, no sign of it in spam. People have difficulty subscribing to the blog at wordpress, not receiving a confirmation email. So what changed?
Did someone get in my email? I’ve changed all the passwords and there are no signs of compromise that I can detect. At least a few people wondered what happened to me and others have let me know they are receiving it just fine without a hitch. Did wordpress change something? What is suspicious these days? Who knows. Seems other wordpressers are in good shape but the email situation is exasperating. Thanks for your patience. I did read in an article How To Tell if you are Boring Someone, and one tip was -don’t talk about computer problems. Thanks for your input xxooxx Ruth E.
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Photographer Martin Weber had a show at Silver Eye Center of Photography called A Map of Latin American Dreams about three and a half years ago. I remembered the faces of the people he photographed and how he documented their dreams and desires on a small chalkboard in every image. He is the inspiration for this project.
We used black construction paper and white chalk. I showed the students his photographs first. Then talked about dreams. I encouraged the students to write specifically.
Today I can’t show you the faces of the students who did this project in my Digital Photography Classes but I wanted to share some of their dreams.
We converted all the dream photos into black and white and then made a display in the classroom. Of course the faces of the students amplify the effectiveness of the composition and evoke emotion but these are just the handwritten dreams of a select few students as we come to the close of the school year (last day for me June 17th)
This could be a good project for many levels of students These are 9-12th graders. I wrote down my dream, too.
Just added this gorgeous panorama photographed by Instructional Team Leader for the Fine Arts Department -Michael Dean.
The Pittsburgh Carrick High School student Art Show is hung and waiting for the Monday opening reception at 5:30.
Anyone who works in this magnificent building will get a sneak peek during the day. There were ten of us working most of the day Saturday to hang the art and place the tags by each piece.
Awards ceremony is Monday evening at 6:30 PM. Sponsored by CITIPARKS!
How about those Tiffany columns? The marble, the windows, the painted ceiling? And all the student artwork? Wow!
I can’t wait for the students to see their artwork on display in such a wonderful setting.
There will be refreshments at the reception.
Everything looks great!
You have to see it in person to get the full experience.
Remembering our mothers every day of the year
Today I received an email from my son’s FIL, Donald, about a photo concept and website- take a picture of an old photograph in the same location where it was taken. He must have seen it and knew it would be something I would enjoy looking at. Boy, I’ll say……………..
The website is Dear Photograph and now that I’ve gone and read about it all, I must be the last to hear about it.
Dear Photograph is all over the news. It was even on the TODAY show. There’s a book of photographs using this concept that the young author/photographer Taylor Jones has authored. Simple and satisfying. Touching and fun.
So I looked at what was done and thought I would dig out a few photographs and give it a try. I just skimmed the tip of the iceberg as I limited my search to one box and a single framed photo – the one of the family in front of the house is Fall 1991, the year we moved into the house. Laura was in the third grade, Matthew fifth and Mark a Sophomore in HS.
And then I tried it. I found it tricky to hold up the photo and shoot with one hand. These are shot with the iPhone camera. I’m sure with a bit of balancing and practice the outcome could be improved but it was fun and I enjoyed trying to capture the photo of the photo.
Here are the results. Thank you Taylor Jones for the cool inspiration. I know the blogging community probably knows all about you and your website already but I’m glad Donald sent me the link to your website this morning. See what you can come up with using your old photographs. Having moved9 times in 16 years, there are a lot of photos of places I can’t return to and take the shot.
My pans have changed a bit from the Farberware to the All-Clad. Not totally but the rack is the same. Different stove. I still have the vase, too.
Tuesday’s dawn was beautiful. Two days later, the view on the way into school included the moon and the vapor trail of a jet. A gift to start the day! The shot on this day has a bit more of the scene too- the parking lot, the sidewalk, the corner of the school.
for Mr. Swanger……
The weekly prompt suggested a tight crop, an abstract, perhaps some architectural lines of buildings. Hmmm. Here is my series in response to geometry.
I loved geometry and the love of it came from the teacher whom I remember so well this evening as I write this post: Geometry.
I’m thinking of one of the best teachers I ever had- Mr. Swanger, in Morristown High School, New Jersey. I’m sure you have memorable teachers whom you remember, too.
Did a quick search and found this wonderful tribute in the Morris Educational Foundation publication.
Here is an excerpt and a link to the information about Saul Swanger Fellowship for New Teachers
“its purpose is “to encourage effective, innovative new teachers to pursue a lifetime of excellence in public education through the award of professional development fellowships, which help them to explore a professional passion, to pursue a course of study and/or undertake activities which would not otherwise be possible.”
The Legacy of Saul S. Swanger
Whether it was flipping the chalk over his shoulder onto the top rim of the blackboard, his tests with humorous problems about Stanislaus and his incorrigible younger brother Whatalouse, the sweet smell of his pipe smoke, or the warmth with which he embraced all of his students, Saul Swanger is remembered fondly by many generations of MHS alumni.
Mr. Swanger began his teaching career in 1938, teaching English, Ancient History, American History, Sociology, Latin, Spanish, Algebra, and Geometry in a schoolhouse in Claytonia, Nebraska, which was home to students in grades K-12. He came to MHS in 1944 and remained for forty years, thirty of them as Chairman of the Math Department. Immediately prior to his retirement in 1984, the MHS Honor Society changed its name to the Saul S. Swanger Chapter of the National Honor Society.
When asked about his proudest moments, Mr. Swanger said, “Because I continue to live in the same town where I taught, hardly a week goes by without my meeting a former student whom I taught (or whose children or grandchildren I taught), usually to exchange warm and often humorous memories. At times like these, I remember the words of Henry Adams:
‘A teacher affects infinity. He can never tell where his influence stops.’”
In a speech before the Middle States Evaluating Committee, which was reviewing the continued accreditation of MHS, Mr. Swanger spoke of young teachers as “noble and radiant with hope for the future.” He went on to speak of
It’s been closed a few years now.
Well, the yellow sign says RELOCATED but that was temporary.
It’s gone now.
When I drive by this building it feels sad. When I drove by today it was raining and I saw the For Sale sign out front. If you want to see a magnificent aerial view of the building and where to send your bid to buy it, click here
I went to high school in Morristown, NJ so it isn’t my Alma Mater, but the empty building evokes a sense of loss.
There’s whole list of notable alumni but here’s a link to a photo of Andy Warhol’s homeroom class 1944-1945
After school I drove to a training in another high school and as I left the building I saw the scene through the windows. An autumn afternoon. Shot with the iPhone. When I got outside I could see a vista with the houses perched on a distant hill. But when I looked at both views, I felt the one through taken through the glass windows was the more interesting image. And what was that I said about ALWAYS carry your camera?
Hmmmm. I just don’t seem to be able to follow my own good advice. Maybe I can return when the leaves fall from the trees.
Here we are in Aunt Linda and Uncle Frank’s front yard. Murphy resting in the grass.
Abigail was a flower girl in Mark and Erika’s wedding almost exactly ten years ago and now she is going into high school. Here she is demonstrating how to spin a flag- there are butterflies and figure eights and she has to do it left handed and right handed and toss it in the air and catch it. Anna and Maura were watching and I know I couldn’t do it. Even with practice. Her silk flag flowing in synchronized motion will add a lot to the half time show come fall.
You know how happy I am to hear from my grown up kids.
They’re busy with their lives (and families of their own) but when the little ding sounds on the phone, I am like Pavlov’s dog and I salivate with expectation to see what tasty morsel they have sent over the net. I love the updates, the communication, the pics.
When Mark was on business in Philadelphia last week, he met up with his high school friend, Prem, and the two of them enjoyed an authentic Korean BBQ at Kim’s. Mark said it was delicious.
Here is what he sent over the phone.
I enjoyed seeing what they are eating and I like the one he took of himself and his friend at the table.
Coming back from the Co-op Bookstore, I saw three young men testing their skills on some stairs. I watched a few jumps and then asked permission to photograph and post. Landing on a concrete sidewalk, even on the board, did not look inviting to me but they kept at it to improve technique. Very cool to watch up close. Today’s post marks the one year blogiversary for my blog.
I went back and realized on my first post I did not insert a photograph!