kathryn terwilliger -rusty shackelford

Nantucket is up there with Iceland for me in the sense that it is easy to romanticise it but bet is tough to live there. You have to a) love the outdoors and b) be resourceful enough to keep your own side-projects moving along. [Sounds like VT -ed.] By definition you get that island mentality... [Like in the VT valleys -ed.] Worked for one summer on Nan' (at the old Chanticleer, wore Pops' 60's Burton tuxedo every night. Bit of stress but got to try some amazing wines; a whole other post sometime) and was then shocked to arrive back at South Station in Boston and not recognize everyone I met... (i.e. on-island you knew so many people by sight).

Anyhow, found a massive set of Nantucket images by Kathryn Terwilliger on flickr that she has agreed to share. Many treatments here from Polaroids to shooting a Holga, a Kiev 88 (new to me), some IR... even hand developing prints with coffee grounds and soda; mental. Toys are great but you still have to get up at 4am to get these pics... respect. Timeless shots of the old Grey Lady. More great stuff at her flickr site, handle: Rusty Shackelford. Thanks Katie!

auto polo

According to a list online (compiled by Jeffrey Stanton), auto polo was a show for only one season on Coney Island, in 1927 (show - two - 4 car teams - closed July 1st). Elsewhere (1776) the date of 1912 is used. Considering the damage being done in the photos it must have been an expensive and dangerous show to put on. From the Library of Congress photostream on flickr, so many may have seen these already... good stuff.

full breakfast

Big flickr set by lomokev. I know what I am doing for dinner now...

This gent, Kevin Meredith, also has a lomo how-to-and-other book, Hot Shots (out now in the US, thx Kevin), as well as a bit of a following it seems.

Regarding the fry ups...going to recycle here...
"The fried English breakfast was conceived during the Industrial Revolution as a form of fast fuel for a working class that actually worked. They ate 3,000 calories in the morning, then they burnt 3,000 calories by lunchtime. Or died when the mine collapsed." Further reading.

devil's beef tub

The Devil's Beef Tub is an iconic geographical feature outside Moffat, in the Scottish borders. It is the back of a valley (a corrie) that was used to hide stolen cattle in the 18th century. You drive round the rim of it as you head into Moffat from the North. Beautiful. Further reading.

Photo by paddypix on flickr.

Photo by queensferry2linz on flickr.

Photo by the_renaissance at flickr.

happy birthday herb.

swift one -thistle street bar

39 Thistle St., Edinburgh, Scotland


Off the beaten path a bit, and all the better for it... this Edinburgh pub has settled on the tsb (Thistle Street Bar) name now after a few changes of hands over the years. Cobbled side street, fireplace, £2 malts. Bingo.

image by musicmuse_ca via flickr.

image by john_william_foster via flickr.

the thirty-nine steps

John Buchan (1st Baron of Tweedsmuir) wrote the The Thirty-Nine Steps in 1915, but the 1935 Hitchcock film, The 39 Steps (note slight name change) may be more familiar. Criterion has a fantastic blog that abstracts the movie; stills and commentary. (Criterion Collection release available here). I love it as an early thriller, and soft spot for me due to the Scottish locations. We lived for a while near Tweedsmuir, in Broughton, now home to the John Buchan Center.

Want to read it right now?? You betcha... Bartleby lets you read the full text online here; an awesome resource.

Broughton Place (we lived in the servants' quarters), found on flickr, thx Kevin 76