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Brulex
@Brulex@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 7 days ago

Enseigne réalisée pour @emilie_ouv pendant ma résidence d'été a L'Orbise museum.

L'Orbise est un futur lieu orienté art singulier, qui propose un musée galerie, une distro et des résidences. L'ouverture des portes aura lieu le 20 septembre 2025 dans les Cévennes.

Merci Emilie et Sylvain pour l'accueil et la confiance 🫶

Peinture acrylique sur bois avec lettres découpées en bas relief. 2 x1m approx.

#sign #enseigne #wood #peinture #art #cevennes #museum #arts
Brulex
@Brulex@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 7 days ago

Enseigne réalisée pour @emilie_ouv pendant ma résidence d'été a L'Orbise museum.

L'Orbise est un futur lieu orienté art singulier, qui propose un musée galerie, une distro et des résidences. L'ouverture des portes aura lieu le 20 septembre 2025 dans les Cévennes.

Merci Emilie et Sylvain pour l'accueil et la confiance 🫶

Peinture acrylique sur bois avec lettres découpées en bas relief. 2 x1m approx.

#sign #enseigne #wood #peinture #art #cevennes #museum #arts
vruz
@vruz@mstdn.social  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
Survivor O I believe we had summer vacation that year. August 6, 1945, was Monday. We used to sing an old song that said, “Monday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Friday.” And that was just how it was: it was even true for elementary school students. In the name of “student mobilization” we had to constantly work alongside and assist adults. Those in 3rd to 6th grades were helping with demolition. That meant we were helping to remove or disassemble wood from a building. The 2nd grade was helping the younger students go below during an air raid; the wooden buildings would be burned quickly. So everyone was in a group, and the 2nd grade was helping the others to go down to the building’s basement. (After the bombing) When I came up from the basement and out into the playground, the air was full of an odd smell and there should have been a blue sky, but there wasn’t. I saw the rising black smoke and soot from the blast hanging in the air, but I think quite a bit of time passed. The buildings on the west side of the school were completely gone. I couldn’t see anyone clearly, though there were shadows moving. Everyone seemed to be crawling, or leaping up. Toward the rear gate near the wooden school building were the bodies of what I think were [telecom company] service guards. I waved them off without flames. (The fire from the explosion) then picked up my untouched wet shoes. The people in the playground might have been burned up instantly. I don’t know.
Survivor O I believe we had summer vacation that year. August 6, 1945, was Monday. We used to sing an old song that said, “Monday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Friday.” And that was just how it was: it was even true for elementary school students. In the name of “student mobilization” we had to constantly work alongside and assist adults. Those in 3rd to 6th grades were helping with demolition. That meant we were helping to remove or disassemble wood from a building. The 2nd grade was helping the younger students go below during an air raid; the wooden buildings would be burned quickly. So everyone was in a group, and the 2nd grade was helping the others to go down to the building’s basement. (After the bombing) When I came up from the basement and out into the playground, the air was full of an odd smell and there should have been a blue sky, but there wasn’t. I saw the rising black smoke and soot from the blast hanging in the air, but I think quite a bit of time passed. The buildings on the west side of the school were completely gone. I couldn’t see anyone clearly, though there were shadows moving. Everyone seemed to be crawling, or leaping up. Toward the rear gate near the wooden school building were the bodies of what I think were [telecom company] service guards. I waved them off without flames. (The fire from the explosion) then picked up my untouched wet shoes. The people in the playground might have been burned up instantly. I don’t know.
Survivor O I believe we had summer vacation that year. August 6, 1945, was Monday. We used to sing an old song that said, “Monday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Friday.” And that was just how it was: it was even true for elementary school students. In the name of “student mobilization” we had to constantly work alongside and assist adults. Those in 3rd to 6th grades were helping with demolition. That meant we were helping to remove or disassemble wood from a building. The 2nd grade was helping the younger students go below during an air raid; the wooden buildings would be burned quickly. So everyone was in a group, and the 2nd grade was helping the others to go down to the building’s basement. (After the bombing) When I came up from the basement and out into the playground, the air was full of an odd smell and there should have been a blue sky, but there wasn’t. I saw the rising black smoke and soot from the blast hanging in the air, but I think quite a bit of time passed. The buildings on the west side of the school were completely gone. I couldn’t see anyone clearly, though there were shadows moving. Everyone seemed to be crawling, or leaping up. Toward the rear gate near the wooden school building were the bodies of what I think were [telecom company] service guards. I waved them off without flames. (The fire from the explosion) then picked up my untouched wet shoes. The people in the playground might have been burned up instantly. I don’t know.
vruz
@vruz@mstdn.social replied  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago

@tsturm

There was one student whose clothes were completely burned off and who had no eyebrows. The wooden kimono clogs and shin of O (who was going barefoot before he reached the basement) and S (who had taken off his shoes) melted and he was barefoot again. The one that was standing by the shoe shelf had gone up ahead of me and looked back down the stairs. I was barefoot, a little slower, still climbing the stairs. That’s why I was saved. – Excerpted from a letter that Survivor O wrote to the students of Yoshijima Elementary School
There was one student whose clothes were completely burned off and who had no eyebrows. The wooden kimono clogs and shin of O (who was going barefoot before he reached the basement) and S (who had taken off his shoes) melted and he was barefoot again. The one that was standing by the shoe shelf had gone up ahead of me and looked back down the stairs. I was barefoot, a little slower, still climbing the stairs. That’s why I was saved. – Excerpted from a letter that Survivor O wrote to the students of Yoshijima Elementary School
There was one student whose clothes were completely burned off and who had no eyebrows. The wooden kimono clogs and shin of O (who was going barefoot before he reached the basement) and S (who had taken off his shoes) melted and he was barefoot again. The one that was standing by the shoe shelf had gone up ahead of me and looked back down the stairs. I was barefoot, a little slower, still climbing the stairs. That’s why I was saved. – Excerpted from a letter that Survivor O wrote to the students of Yoshijima Elementary School
vruz
@vruz@mstdn.social  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
Survivor A Survivor A commuted to Fukuro-machi Elementary School from his home in Togiya-cho (now Kamiya-cho) about 150 meters away. He was in fourth grade. “That day” he arrived at school and went down to the basement room (about three meters underground) to take off his street shoes and change into his gym shoes. Suddenly, everything around him went black, and he was sprayed with fine sandlike tiles. The air was cut out quickly, and he shouted with his friends and classmates. They started to go up, but it was dark and night-like except for flames leaping up here and there. It was like a dream. But a breeze, flames, legs rising in heat and the playground barefoot, he wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes. He had a splitting headache, and while he was putting out the glass fragments stuck in him, his friend T disappeared. – Excerpt from Chugoku Shimbun, April 14, 1970
Survivor A Survivor A commuted to Fukuro-machi Elementary School from his home in Togiya-cho (now Kamiya-cho) about 150 meters away. He was in fourth grade. “That day” he arrived at school and went down to the basement room (about three meters underground) to take off his street shoes and change into his gym shoes. Suddenly, everything around him went black, and he was sprayed with fine sandlike tiles. The air was cut out quickly, and he shouted with his friends and classmates. They started to go up, but it was dark and night-like except for flames leaping up here and there. It was like a dream. But a breeze, flames, legs rising in heat and the playground barefoot, he wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes. He had a splitting headache, and while he was putting out the glass fragments stuck in him, his friend T disappeared. – Excerpt from Chugoku Shimbun, April 14, 1970
Survivor A Survivor A commuted to Fukuro-machi Elementary School from his home in Togiya-cho (now Kamiya-cho) about 150 meters away. He was in fourth grade. “That day” he arrived at school and went down to the basement room (about three meters underground) to take off his street shoes and change into his gym shoes. Suddenly, everything around him went black, and he was sprayed with fine sandlike tiles. The air was cut out quickly, and he shouted with his friends and classmates. They started to go up, but it was dark and night-like except for flames leaping up here and there. It was like a dream. But a breeze, flames, legs rising in heat and the playground barefoot, he wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes. He had a splitting headache, and while he was putting out the glass fragments stuck in him, his friend T disappeared. – Excerpt from Chugoku Shimbun, April 14, 1970
vruz
@vruz@mstdn.social replied  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago

@tsturm

Survivor O I believe we had summer vacation that year. August 6, 1945, was Monday. We used to sing an old song that said, “Monday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Friday.” And that was just how it was: it was even true for elementary school students. In the name of “student mobilization” we had to constantly work alongside and assist adults. Those in 3rd to 6th grades were helping with demolition. That meant we were helping to remove or disassemble wood from a building. The 2nd grade was helping the younger students go below during an air raid; the wooden buildings would be burned quickly. So everyone was in a group, and the 2nd grade was helping the others to go down to the building’s basement. (After the bombing) When I came up from the basement and out into the playground, the air was full of an odd smell and there should have been a blue sky, but there wasn’t. I saw the rising black smoke and soot from the blast hanging in the air, but I think quite a bit of time passed. The buildings on the west side of the school were completely gone. I couldn’t see anyone clearly, though there were shadows moving. Everyone seemed to be crawling, or leaping up. Toward the rear gate near the wooden school building were the bodies of what I think were [telecom company] service guards. I waved them off without flames. (The fire from the explosion) then picked up my untouched wet shoes. The people in the playground might have been burned up instantly. I don’t know.
Survivor O I believe we had summer vacation that year. August 6, 1945, was Monday. We used to sing an old song that said, “Monday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Friday.” And that was just how it was: it was even true for elementary school students. In the name of “student mobilization” we had to constantly work alongside and assist adults. Those in 3rd to 6th grades were helping with demolition. That meant we were helping to remove or disassemble wood from a building. The 2nd grade was helping the younger students go below during an air raid; the wooden buildings would be burned quickly. So everyone was in a group, and the 2nd grade was helping the others to go down to the building’s basement. (After the bombing) When I came up from the basement and out into the playground, the air was full of an odd smell and there should have been a blue sky, but there wasn’t. I saw the rising black smoke and soot from the blast hanging in the air, but I think quite a bit of time passed. The buildings on the west side of the school were completely gone. I couldn’t see anyone clearly, though there were shadows moving. Everyone seemed to be crawling, or leaping up. Toward the rear gate near the wooden school building were the bodies of what I think were [telecom company] service guards. I waved them off without flames. (The fire from the explosion) then picked up my untouched wet shoes. The people in the playground might have been burned up instantly. I don’t know.
Survivor O I believe we had summer vacation that year. August 6, 1945, was Monday. We used to sing an old song that said, “Monday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Friday.” And that was just how it was: it was even true for elementary school students. In the name of “student mobilization” we had to constantly work alongside and assist adults. Those in 3rd to 6th grades were helping with demolition. That meant we were helping to remove or disassemble wood from a building. The 2nd grade was helping the younger students go below during an air raid; the wooden buildings would be burned quickly. So everyone was in a group, and the 2nd grade was helping the others to go down to the building’s basement. (After the bombing) When I came up from the basement and out into the playground, the air was full of an odd smell and there should have been a blue sky, but there wasn’t. I saw the rising black smoke and soot from the blast hanging in the air, but I think quite a bit of time passed. The buildings on the west side of the school were completely gone. I couldn’t see anyone clearly, though there were shadows moving. Everyone seemed to be crawling, or leaping up. Toward the rear gate near the wooden school building were the bodies of what I think were [telecom company] service guards. I waved them off without flames. (The fire from the explosion) then picked up my untouched wet shoes. The people in the playground might have been burned up instantly. I don’t know.
vruz
@vruz@mstdn.social  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
Miracle Underground It was originally assumed that all were lost instantly by the atomic bombing. However, the Comprehensive A-bomb Disaster Survey begun in 1967 by the Research Institute for Nuclear Medicine and Biology of Hiroshima University discovered that there were a few survivors. Three pupils happened to be in an underground room in the West Building. This was a sturdy, ferro-concrete building, and these students were 3 meters underground in a room with a ceiling 20 to 30 centimeters thick. Thus, they miraculously escaped. When the A-bomb exploded: One student (A) had just arrived at school and had gone into that basement room where shoes were kept. Another had been in the playground barefoot, had then wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes.
Miracle Underground It was originally assumed that all were lost instantly by the atomic bombing. However, the Comprehensive A-bomb Disaster Survey begun in 1967 by the Research Institute for Nuclear Medicine and Biology of Hiroshima University discovered that there were a few survivors. Three pupils happened to be in an underground room in the West Building. This was a sturdy, ferro-concrete building, and these students were 3 meters underground in a room with a ceiling 20 to 30 centimeters thick. Thus, they miraculously escaped. When the A-bomb exploded: One student (A) had just arrived at school and had gone into that basement room where shoes were kept. Another had been in the playground barefoot, had then wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes.
Miracle Underground It was originally assumed that all were lost instantly by the atomic bombing. However, the Comprehensive A-bomb Disaster Survey begun in 1967 by the Research Institute for Nuclear Medicine and Biology of Hiroshima University discovered that there were a few survivors. Three pupils happened to be in an underground room in the West Building. This was a sturdy, ferro-concrete building, and these students were 3 meters underground in a room with a ceiling 20 to 30 centimeters thick. Thus, they miraculously escaped. When the A-bomb exploded: One student (A) had just arrived at school and had gone into that basement room where shoes were kept. Another had been in the playground barefoot, had then wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes.
vruz
@vruz@mstdn.social replied  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago

@tsturm

Survivor A Survivor A commuted to Fukuro-machi Elementary School from his home in Togiya-cho (now Kamiya-cho) about 150 meters away. He was in fourth grade. “That day” he arrived at school and went down to the basement room (about three meters underground) to take off his street shoes and change into his gym shoes. Suddenly, everything around him went black, and he was sprayed with fine sandlike tiles. The air was cut out quickly, and he shouted with his friends and classmates. They started to go up, but it was dark and night-like except for flames leaping up here and there. It was like a dream. But a breeze, flames, legs rising in heat and the playground barefoot, he wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes. He had a splitting headache, and while he was putting out the glass fragments stuck in him, his friend T disappeared. – Excerpt from Chugoku Shimbun, April 14, 1970
Survivor A Survivor A commuted to Fukuro-machi Elementary School from his home in Togiya-cho (now Kamiya-cho) about 150 meters away. He was in fourth grade. “That day” he arrived at school and went down to the basement room (about three meters underground) to take off his street shoes and change into his gym shoes. Suddenly, everything around him went black, and he was sprayed with fine sandlike tiles. The air was cut out quickly, and he shouted with his friends and classmates. They started to go up, but it was dark and night-like except for flames leaping up here and there. It was like a dream. But a breeze, flames, legs rising in heat and the playground barefoot, he wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes. He had a splitting headache, and while he was putting out the glass fragments stuck in him, his friend T disappeared. – Excerpt from Chugoku Shimbun, April 14, 1970
Survivor A Survivor A commuted to Fukuro-machi Elementary School from his home in Togiya-cho (now Kamiya-cho) about 150 meters away. He was in fourth grade. “That day” he arrived at school and went down to the basement room (about three meters underground) to take off his street shoes and change into his gym shoes. Suddenly, everything around him went black, and he was sprayed with fine sandlike tiles. The air was cut out quickly, and he shouted with his friends and classmates. They started to go up, but it was dark and night-like except for flames leaping up here and there. It was like a dream. But a breeze, flames, legs rising in heat and the playground barefoot, he wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes. He had a splitting headache, and while he was putting out the glass fragments stuck in him, his friend T disappeared. – Excerpt from Chugoku Shimbun, April 14, 1970
Thomas Sturm
@tsturm@famichiki.jp  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago

While walking through Hiroshima we discovered an annex of the Peace Museum - the Fukuromachi School Building.

It is only 400 meters from the hypocenter of the explosion, but the reinforced concrete wing of the building withstood the shockwave, although everything burnable was carbonized instantly.

It was thought that nobody had survived there, but three students had been late changing shoes in a basement room.

They survived while nearly everyone they knew was killed that day 80 years ago.

The stairs to the ground floor from the basement. While much of the stairs seem to have survived the blast in the relatively protected basement stairwell, the banister was destroyed. Above the metal gate, only the bare concrete survived but all wood had been carbonized.
The stairs to the ground floor from the basement. While much of the stairs seem to have survived the blast in the relatively protected basement stairwell, the banister was destroyed. Above the metal gate, only the bare concrete survived but all wood had been carbonized.
The stairs to the ground floor from the basement. While much of the stairs seem to have survived the blast in the relatively protected basement stairwell, the banister was destroyed. Above the metal gate, only the bare concrete survived but all wood had been carbonized.
vruz
@vruz@mstdn.social replied  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago

@tsturm

Miracle Underground It was originally assumed that all were lost instantly by the atomic bombing. However, the Comprehensive A-bomb Disaster Survey begun in 1967 by the Research Institute for Nuclear Medicine and Biology of Hiroshima University discovered that there were a few survivors. Three pupils happened to be in an underground room in the West Building. This was a sturdy, ferro-concrete building, and these students were 3 meters underground in a room with a ceiling 20 to 30 centimeters thick. Thus, they miraculously escaped. When the A-bomb exploded: One student (A) had just arrived at school and had gone into that basement room where shoes were kept. Another had been in the playground barefoot, had then wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes.
Miracle Underground It was originally assumed that all were lost instantly by the atomic bombing. However, the Comprehensive A-bomb Disaster Survey begun in 1967 by the Research Institute for Nuclear Medicine and Biology of Hiroshima University discovered that there were a few survivors. Three pupils happened to be in an underground room in the West Building. This was a sturdy, ferro-concrete building, and these students were 3 meters underground in a room with a ceiling 20 to 30 centimeters thick. Thus, they miraculously escaped. When the A-bomb exploded: One student (A) had just arrived at school and had gone into that basement room where shoes were kept. Another had been in the playground barefoot, had then wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes.
Miracle Underground It was originally assumed that all were lost instantly by the atomic bombing. However, the Comprehensive A-bomb Disaster Survey begun in 1967 by the Research Institute for Nuclear Medicine and Biology of Hiroshima University discovered that there were a few survivors. Three pupils happened to be in an underground room in the West Building. This was a sturdy, ferro-concrete building, and these students were 3 meters underground in a room with a ceiling 20 to 30 centimeters thick. Thus, they miraculously escaped. When the A-bomb exploded: One student (A) had just arrived at school and had gone into that basement room where shoes were kept. Another had been in the playground barefoot, had then wandered to the basement to get his shoes, then was just going back up. The other was standing by the shoe shelves changing from his geta (wooden sandals) to gym shoes.
ICM
@icm@mastodon.sdf.org  ·  activity timestamp 3 weeks ago

We're moving our PDP-7 running UNICS version 0 into our new mainframe gallery space next week. Come see the original UNICS (UNIX) operating system running on real hardware where you can compile your own HELLORD! in the B programming language.

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@apzpins@mstdn.games  ·  activity timestamp last month

Here's Hopeakuula Arcade's main room. Located in Kouvola, Finland, this hobbyist run, not for profit arcade has been welcoming the pinball-curious folks since 2011.

Mostly run by yours truly and my partner in life and crime, @quester, we aim to keep pinball alive for the next generations of players. The collection has over 35 games, ranging from 70s electromechanicals to the latest 2020 ones.

#pinball #arcade #kouvola #finland #suomi #museum

Two video clips back to back of camera panning in an arcade full of pinball machines from various ages.
Two video clips back to back of camera panning in an arcade full of pinball machines from various ages.
Ari [APz] Sovijärvi
@apzpins@mstdn.games  ·  activity timestamp last month

Here's Hopeakuula Arcade's main room. Located in Kouvola, Finland, this hobbyist run, not for profit arcade has been welcoming the pinball-curious folks since 2011.

Mostly run by yours truly and my partner in life and crime, @quester, we aim to keep pinball alive for the next generations of players. The collection has over 35 games, ranging from 70s electromechanicals to the latest 2020 ones.

#pinball #arcade #kouvola #finland #suomi #museum

Two video clips back to back of camera panning in an arcade full of pinball machines from various ages.
Two video clips back to back of camera panning in an arcade full of pinball machines from various ages.
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@icm@mastodon.sdf.org  ·  activity timestamp last month

We're just 5 people away from reaching 300 supporting members. Would you help us reach our March 2025 goal?

https://icm.museum/?join

Members can request personal logins on our 26 Remote Systems, but guest access is open to all.

Thank you for supporting our efforts!

#museum #support #fundraiser #retrocomputing #vintage #vintagecomputing #retrogaming #text