THE OLD IMPERIAL HOTEL in PRE-WW2 TOKYO -- Frank Lloyd Wright's Masterpiece in Japan

THE OLD IMPERIAL HOTEL in PRE-WW2 TOKYO -- Frank Lloyd Wright's Masterpiece in Japan
Originally uploaded by Okinawa Soba

i stayed here when it was 360 yen per dollar in the early 60s

THE OLD IMPERIAL HOTEL in PRE-WW2 TOKYO -- Frank Lloyd Wright's Masterpiece in Japan
Here we have T. ENAMI meeting up with the work of FRANK LLOYD WRIGHT. Wright's version of the Imperial Hotel, replacing those that came before it, opened on September 1st, 1923 -- the same fateful day on which the Great Kanto Plains Earthquake destroyed Enami's Photographic Studio -- along with most of Yokohama and Tokyo. Thanks to Wright's modern building techniques that employed a large amount of steel girders and reinforcements, this hotel survived with only minor damage. And Enami himself had rebuilt his studio on Benten Street and was back in business within two years.

After 45 years in service, the structure was finally razed in 1968 to make way for a new incarnation. Thankfully conservation minded individuals assured that part of the Hotel was saved. Students of Wright's architectural works may continue to see and examine this original Entryway at Meiji Mura Architectural Park outside of Nagoya.

The new Imperial Hotel in Tokyo also has incorporated some pieces of Wright's embellishments as part of the public interior spaces -- at least I remember seeing some of it before passing out in the Bar after too many "Rum and Cokes".

For more on the long history of the place, and its many incarnations, see : www.imperialhotel.co.jp/cgi-bin/imperial_hp/index_e.cgi?a...

Frank Lloyd Wright was also a photographer, and a book of 50 of his photographs taken while in Japan has been published. (Try a used book connection thru amazon.com)

From a Lantern-slide by T. ENAMI of Yokohama. Ca.1923-28. For more on the Life and Times of Enami see : www.t-enami.org/

Uploaded by Okinawa Soba on 22 Apr 08, 8.23PM PDT.

You better let him out!

You better let him out!
Originally uploaded by lawrence_thefourth

You better let him out!

Uploaded by lawrence_thefourth on 7 Sep 09, 12.04PM PDT.

Vancouver, B.C.: Royal Canadian Mounted Police postcard

Vancouver, B.C.: Royal Canadian Mounted Police postcard
Originally uploaded by fantomaster

Vancouver, B.C.: Royal Canadian Mounted Police postcard BY FANTOMASTER

REMINDS ME OF THE OLD RADIO PROGRAM, SGT PRESTON......

1960s Advertising - Magazine Ad - Lustre Creme (USA)

1960s Advertising - Magazine Ad - Lustre Creme (USA)
Originally uploaded by Pink Ponk

I REMEMBER THIS AD...IT WAS ONE COOL AD AND STILL WOULD BE MOST EFFECTIVE IN MOVING PRODUCTS. ONE WORK OF ART, REALLY.

1960s Advertising - Magazine Ad - Lustre Creme (USA)
1969 Magazine Advertisement
"Pink is for Girls"
Lustre Creme
USA

Uploaded by Pink Ponk

Boneyard

Boneyard
Originally uploaded by Military Aircraft

Have you ever seen or heard of the area on the desert, either AZ or NM, where many of the old WWII aircraft were stowed? If my memory serves me correctly, I recall passing such an area in either 59 or 60. The rows of aircraft went on almost indefinitely. On future Santa Fe trips to Los Angeles and another railroad to San Francisco, I never saw the field of aircraft again. Either they had changed the tracks to bypass the area or they had disposed of the aircraft. If you know anything about this site, please let me know. At the time, the planes were not wrapped in any material, they simply shone a bright silver in the desert sunlight.

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Boneyard

Uploaded by Military Aircraft on 21 Sep 07,

MARY ANN: PORTRAIT OF A YOUNG WOMAN

MARY ANN: PORTRAIT OF A YOUNG WOMAN
Originally uploaded by roberthuffstutter

MARY ANN: PORTRAIT OF A YOUNG WOMAN
Mary Ann was never found of newspapers, she preferred poetry.

Uploaded by roberthuffstutter

A walk on the wild side

A walk on the wild side
Originally uploaded by Mother N in the big C

THE SIXTIES WERE GREAT. PART OF THAT GREATNESS WAS DUE TO THE MANY LOVELY YOUNG WOMEN WHO TRULY ENJOYED LIFE AND HAD AS MUCH FUN AS THE GUYS. LOOKING BACK, IT IS ALMOST AS IF WE KNEW WE WERE A SPECIAL GENERATION.

A walk on the wild side
There's a couple of wild chicks.....lol

Uploaded by Mother N in the big C on 4 Jan

Beautiful Downtown Conrad, Montana

Beautiful Downtown Conrad, Montana
Originally uploaded by J. Stephen Conn

Looks like a serene and simple lifestyle. There are many folks who would enjoy this simple life. Is there a bar in town where one can smoke? Does the town get larger as you get deeper into the downtown district? Don't answer, it looks good just the way it appears. This is just one of tens of thousand of towns scattered throughout the big sky country and the great midwest, the agricultural belt of America, the heart of America and through the vast plains and farm belt, then on across the Mississippi into another vast expanse of land almost equally the same but with more terrain and a larger population. America, America, it is not just Los Angeles, Hollywood, Boston and New York City; it is not just Washington D.C. and all who live and breathe within the Beltway. Those in these cities and our nations Capital are quick to forget there is another America that is really much larger. A great photograph.

Beautiful Downtown Conrad, Montana
South Main Street, Conrad, Montana

Uploaded by J. Stephen Conn on 2 Sep 09

GHOSTS OF FIFTY YEARS AGO

GHOSTS OF FIFTY YEARS AGO
Originally uploaded by roberthuffstutter

MY UNCLE AND AUNT ARE THE GHOSTS, but they were not yet deceased at that time. Aunt Dorothy would live another 21 years and Uncle Jim would live another 30 plus years.

Most of us boys built these carts and spent the entire summers painting them, numbering them and adding special features. I once used the visor of an old 34 Plymouth, a green plastic opaque visor, as a mini-windshield, We padded the seats; we installed old gauges from junkyard cars.

The ultimate appointment was the type of hood ornament we used.Chief Pontiac was the one that guided my cart down steep hills. One of the ultimate thrills of a cart driver was the "crash" where one could get up and walk away. It was a conversation topic that became more thrilling wth each telling.