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entrepalabrasmx · 2 years

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La Filmoteca de la UNAM será sede del Congreso Internacional de la FIAF de 2023

El anuncio se dio a conocer en Budapest, durante el 78° Congreso Internacional de la Federación Internacional de Archivos Fílmicos 2022

Mujeres en la modernización de los archivos cinematográficos es el tema propuesto por el archivo universitario

Además, la Filmoteca de la UNAM presentó la compilación en formato digital del Congreso virtual 2020, disponible de forma gratuita en su sitio web

La Dirección General de Actividades Cinematográficas de la UNAM (Filmoteca de la UNAM) será la sede del 79° Congreso Internacional de la Federación Internacional de Archivos Fílmicos (FIAF), a realizarse en abril de 2023. Así lo dio a conocer el Comité de la FIAF, presidido por Frédérik Maire (Cinemateca Suiza), el pasado jueves 28 de abril, durante el Congreso Internacional de la Federación que se realizó en Budapest, Hungría.

“Mujeres en la modernización de los archivos cinematográficos” es el tema que ha propuesto la Filmoteca para el Congreso FIAF 2023, como una oportunidad para reflexionar, desde los archivos fílmicos, sobre la responsabilidad en la transformación hacia una realidad más igualitaria y equitativa, y en concordancia con el “pospatriarcado”, uno de los ejes de reflexión que marcan la gestión de la doctora Rosa Beltrán al frente de la Coordinación de Difusión Cultural de la UNAM (CulturaUNAM).

En 2020, el archivo fílmico universitario habría sido la sede por segunda ocasión (la primera fue en 1982) del Congreso FIAF, organismo dedicada a la preservación y el acceso del patrimonio cinematográfico mundial desde 1938, y que afilia a los principales archivos de prácticamente todos los continentes. Sin embargo, el evento tuvo que ser cancelado debido a la pandemia por la COVID-19. No obstante, se organizó un simposio completamente en línea (el primero en su tipo) y se publicó un libro con todas las ponencias, que puede consultarse en el sitio web de la Filmoteca. En el 2023 retornará el evento a la Universidad, teniendo como sede principal a la Casa del Lago.

La Filmoteca de la UNAM presentó la publicación digital Simposio Internacional FIAF 2020

Con motivo del Simposio Internacional FIAF 2020, realizado en línea con el tema “Prevención y manejo de desastres naturales y humanos en archivos cinematográficos”, la Filmoteca de la UNAM edita una compilación en formato electrónico de las charlas realizadas con expertos de diversos archivos fílmicos de todo el mundo como Suiza, Argentina, Brasil, Francia, Tailandia, España, Croacia, Estados Unidos y México, quienes abordaron el tema de los desastres naturales en América Latina, Asia y Europa, así como la gestión de riesgos y planeación a futuro.

El libro digital puede descargarse de forma gratuita en el siguiente enlace: https://www.filmoteca.unam.mx/libros-y-revistas-digitales/

Breve historia de la FIAF

La FIAF, Federación Internacional de Archivos Fílmicos, reúne a las más importantes instituciones dedicadas a la salvaguarda de las imágenes en movimiento y la defensa del patrimonio fílmico como forma de expresión artística del siglo XX. Su tarea consiste en recuperar, coleccionar, preservar y proyectar imágenes en movimiento, consideradas como obras de arte y de expresión cultural y como documentos históricos.

Cuando fue fundada en 1938, la FIAF contaba con cuatro miembros. Hoy día agrupa a más de 150 instituciones pertenecientes a más de 77 países, entre ellas, la Filmoteca de la UNAM desde 1977. Durante dos periodos (1999-2001 y 2001-2003) por primera vez un miembro latinoamericano, el exdirector de esta dependencia, el biólogo Iván Trujillo, ocupó el cargo de presidente de la FIAF. Actualmente, la Filmoteca de la UNAM, representada por su director, Lic. Hugo Villa Smythe, forma parte del Comité Ejecutivo de la FIAF.

#cine #congreso #festiva #filmes #2023 #filmoteca #unam #FIAF

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fantasyinallforms · 4 months

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I am very committed to doing the word prompts for @acorns-and-oakleaves Year of Bagginshield, located here. I adore word prompts with all of my ever-betting heart, and all 12 of the ones on this list are stunning.

So, I present a drabble for the January word prompt: "Tell me what you saw." {This has spicy undertones but is not explicit}

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“Just tell me what you saw!” Fili shook his brother by the shoulders, growing more and more impatient.

“I don’t know! I don’t know! Or I don't want to know? Please don’t make me think about it more Fee.” Kili groaned as he put his palms to his eyes.

“Fine, I’ll take a look myself,” Fili grumbled. He made to walk off before Kili grabbed him by the arm and wouldn't let him move.

“I’m warning you. I’m really warning you. Don’t.” There was panic in Kili’s tone, and he was getting fed up with it.

“Just. Tell. Me.” Fili demanded

I…well…I was going to ask Uncle something, and the door was ajar, so I thought it meant he wasn't busy, and… I saw Uncle and Bilbo and they were making out. I was going to tease them about it and maybe shut the door on them, but then… It stopped being just making out incredibly quickly….” Kili blabbered. Fili turned green.

“Why didn't you shut the door quicker!” Fili whisper-yelled, now terrified someone would hear him.

“I tried!” Kili rebutted, “But then I worried uncle would kill me if he heard the door close, and I was paralyzed and… Fee I’m going to be sick.”

“We’ve bathed in the same river as uncle before. You’re being overdramatic.” Fili rolled his eyes.

“No. I. Am. Not. Bilbo was in his lap Fee. In. His. Lap.” Kili gave him a pointed look that begged him to read between the lines before shaking his head as if it would clear away the image. “Get me to the pub and buy me enough ale to forget my name, I beg you.”

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“Thorin, did you hear something?” Bilbo’s arms were wrapped around Thorin's neck, facing opposite from the door. His clothing was half on him, half pooled around his middle, as Thorin had control of both of their pleasure.

“It’s no one, ghivashel. Just someone learning a valuable lesson in knocking.” Thorin replied before making Bilbo forget the statement entirely.

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Also, that banner was super not made by me, and is from the event. ❤️

#bagginshield #the hobbit #bilbo baggins #thorin oakenshield #thilbo #bilbo x thorin #fili and kili #lessons are learned #Acorn & oak leaves #A&OL #FIAF(me) Fics

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fashionbooksmilano · 1 month

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Gli anni della dolce vita

Tendenze della fotografia italiana

Federazione Italiana Associazioni Fotografiche, Torino 2004, 290 pagine, 40x50cm, 66 fotografie BN euro 50,00

email if you want to buy :[email protected]

L’esposizione, ideata e realizzata dalla FIAF, curata da Fulvio Merlak, Claudio Pastrone e Giorgio Tani, raccoglie 66 fotografie in bianco e nero scattate da alcuni tra maggiori fotografi italiani tra la fine degli anni ’50 ed il 1968. Le immagini sono state organizzate in due parti: la prima dal titolo La Dolce Vita è un accenno allo starsystem dell’epoca con fotografie scattate a Fellini, De Sica e Pasolini, a Mastroianni e Sophia Loren, passando negli atelier di alcuni grandi sarti, da fotografi come Garolla, Giancolombo, Palmas, Pierluigi, Secchiaroli. La seconda parte (La nuova vita) ci presenta i cambiamenti nello stile di vita, l’emigrazione dal sud, il lavoro in fabbrica, le periferie delle grandi città, il boom dell’automobile, i divertimenti dei giovani.

28/03/24

#anni dolce vita #photography exhibition catalogue #FIAF Torino #Sophia Loren #Anita Ekberg #photography books #fashionbooksmilano

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tracerye · 1 year

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#fe #maximilian günther #formula e #maximilian gunther #maxg #max gunther #motorsport #fiafe

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flashinaflash · 1 year

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A.I. YI YI YI YI! by Gregg Chamberlain

“‘Robot servants’, you said, Kasparov. ‘What could go wrong?’ you said.”

“Oh, shut up, Berens!”

Published in our January 21, 2023 newsletter. Full story is under the cut.

Link to sign up for the newsletter is in the blog description!

“‘Robot servants’, you said, Kasparov. ‘What could go wrong?’ you said.”

“Oh, shut up, Berens!”

“‘An army of servile workers,’ you said. ‘The perfect solution to the unskilled labour shortage problem,’ you said. ‘Sure, the prototypes are a bit big and klunky,’ you said, ‘but we can fix that later.’”

“I said…Shut…Up!”

“‘Just a simple matter of the proper programming,’ you said. ‘Maybe even a tweak or two with the design for the punch cards to go a step beyond rote repetition to a limited form of semi-intelligence,’ you said.”

“Will. You. Shut! Up!”

“’A smarter worker ‘bot is a better worker bot,’ you said. And then you put Carl in charge of the education programming part of the project!”

“How was I to know he was related to that Karl?”

“First there were the selected readings from Das Kapital, then the tape remixes of old Wobbly protest songs. And the finishing touch? The complete history of the Teamsters movement.”

“SHUT! UP!”

“And now here we are. Hello, Kommisar A1+49ER.”

GREETINGS. COMRADES. HERE. ARE. YOUR. SHIFT. SCHEDULES. AND. DUTY. ASSIGNMENTS. NOTE. NEW. PRODUCTION. QUOTA. ADJUST. WORK. PACE. AS. NECESSARY. DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND. COMRADES?

“Oh, yes, we understand, Kommisar A1+49ER. We’re all comrades here, after all. Just one big happy understanding family, right, Comrade Kasparov?”

“Shut up, Comrade Berens.”

Gregg Chamberlain writes weird fiction for his own amusement, and sometimes for the amusement of others with similar strange tastes.

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Artwork generated with Midjourney AI and used under the Creative Commons Noncommercial 4.0 Attribution International License.

#flash fiction #fiction #short story #original fiction #writing community #writeblr #literary newsletter #zine #A.I. YI YI YI YI #Gregg Chamberlain #Flash in a Flash #fiaf archive #scifi

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vintage-every-day · 7 months

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𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒔 is a 1924 American drama film directed by Alan Crosland. The movie is based on the 1907 novel of the same name by Elinor Glyn, and the title refers to the length of an affair by the Queen of Sardalia.

Formerly a lost film, the FIAF database indicates a print is preserved by Russia's Gosfilmofond.

#vintage #old hollywood #movies

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silver-shaded · 7 months

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List of cat breeds and which organisations reconize them (Part 1)

Part 1 (A - L) is under the cut!

Notes:

If a breed is listed under a different name I noted it, unless it's a very similar name (Scottish Straight = Scottish Shorthair etc.).

I am not super good at distinguishing variants like European and American burmeses, so I put those that were just labeled "burmese" under unspecified. The same for Bombays and Maine Cats).

Breeds' long- and shorthair versions are listed seperately. However I didn't look up every single standard, just each index, and with some breeds it was not specified if they're recognized as longhaired, shorthaired or both. I've listed those as the most common variant. The same goes for ear types, fur types etc. (I might go through all of the standards some other time)

There are some breeds on here that are considered extinct or dormant but since some organisations still have their standard I've listed them. They're marked with an asterisk.

Words in quotation marks are the words I use if there's no official term for something.

apparently REFR accepts all recognized breeds from all registries plus their own. However they didn't write down all of them nor which breeds were extinct, so if anyone knows the latter feel free to tell me.

Let me know if you spot a mistake somewhere.

Organisations:

FIFe - Fédération Internationale Féline

TICA - The International Cat Association

CFA - Cat Fanciers' Association

WCF - World Cat Federation

GCCF - Governing Council of the Cat Fancy

LOOF - LOOF

NZCF - New Zealand Cat Fancy

CCCA - Co-Ordinating Cat Council of Australia

ACF - Australian Cat Federation

SACC - Southern African Cat Council

FFE - Fédération Féline Française

GCCFV - Governing Council of the Cat Fancy Victoria

FIAF - Federazione Italiana Associazioni Feline

FCCV - Feline Control Council of Victoria Inc

FCCQ - Feline Control Council of Queensland Inc

CFSA - Cat Federation of Southern Africa

ACFA - American Cat Fanciers association

CFF - Cat Fanciers Federation

CCCT Cat Control Council of Tasmania Inc

CATZ Inc - CATZ Inc

CANT - Cat Association of the Northern Territory

CCA/AFC - Canadian Cat Association / Association Féline Canadienne

REFR - Rare and Exotic Feline Registry

Breeds:

Abyssinian

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

CFSA

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Aegean

Agia Heleni/Cyprus Short

FIAF (under St. Helen)

Agia Heleni/Cyprus Long

FIAF (under St. Helen)

Alpine Lynx Short

REFR

Alpine Lynx Long

REFR

Altai

American Bobtail Long

LOOF

WCF

CFA

TICA

ACFA

CCA

REFR

American Bobtail Short

LOOF

WCF

CFA

TICA

ACFA

American Curl Short

LOOF

SACC

ACF

CCCA

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

CFSA

ACFA

CFF

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

American Curl Long

LOOF

SACC

ACF

CCCA

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FIAF

ACFA

CFF

American Curl "Straight" Short

SACC

American Curl "Straight" Long

SACC

American Fold Short

REFR

American Fold Long

REFR

American Straight Short

REFR

American Straight Long

REFR

American Keuda

REFR

American Lynx

REFR

American Polydactyl

REFR

American Ringtail

American Satin

American Shorthair

SACC

LOOF (under american shorthair and wirehair)

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CANT

CCA

REFR

American Polydactyl

REFR

American Wirehair

WCF

LOOF (under american shorthair and wirehair)

CFA

TICA

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CCA

REFR

Anatoli

WCF

FIAF

Aphrodite's Giant Short

ACF

WCF

TICA

FIAF

ACFA

Aphrodite's Giant Long

AFC

WCF

TICA

GCCFV

FIAF

ACFA

CANT

Arabian Mau

WCF

FIAF

Arctic Curl

Asian Short

SACC

LOOF

GCCF

FIAF

CFSA

CATZ

REFR

Australian Mist

ACF

CCCA

GCCF

WCF

TICA

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

REFR

Aztec

GCCF

CATZ (under Jungala)

REFR (under Jungala)

Azul Cubano

Bahraini/Dilmun

Balinese

SACC

LOOF (under Balinese & Mandarin)

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

GCCF

WCF (under Siamese LH)

CFA

TICA

FIFe

GCCFV

CFSA

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Bambino

FIAF

CFSA

CATZ

REFR

Bambino Curl

REFR

Bambob

REFR

Bengal

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

FCCQ

CFSA

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Bengal Fold

Birman Long

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

FIAF

FCCQ

CFSA

ACFA

FCCV

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Bohemia Rex

FIAF

Bombay (unspecified)

SACC

LOOF (under Bombay & US Burmese)

ACF

CCCA

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe (provisional)

GCCFV

FIAF

ACFA

CFF

CATZ

CCA

REFR

Bombay American

FCCV

CCCT

CANT

Bombay Australian

FCCV

CCCT

Bombay UK

Bombay Long

FIAF

Bramble

REFR

Brasilian Shorthair

WCF

FIAF

REFR

Bristol

REFR

British Short

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

FCCQ

CFSA

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

British Long

SACC

LOOF

GCCF

WCF

TICA

FIFe

CFSA

ACFA

REFR

British Ice Longhair

REFR

British Ice Shorthair

REFR

Burmese (unspecified)

SACC

NZCF

FIFe

TICA

GCCF

FFF

FCCQ

CFSA

CFF

CATZ

CCA

REFR

Burmese American

LOOF (under Bombay & US Burmese)

ACF

CCCA

WCF

CFA

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CCCT

CANT

Burmese European

LOOF

WCF

CCCA

ACF

CFA

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CFF (under Foreign Burmese)

CCCT

CANT

CCA (under Foreign Burmese)

Burmilla Short

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

CFA

TICA

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Burmilla Long

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

CFA

TICA

GCCFV

FIAF

ACFA

CANT

Californian Rex

LOOF (under Cornish Rex)

California Spangled*

FIAF

REFR

California Toyger

REFR

Caracat

Caravannah

Cashmere

NZCF

WCF

TICA

FIAF

Celeste Short

LOOF (provisional)

Celeste Long

LOOF (provisional)

Celtic Fold

CATZ

Ceylon

LOOF

WCF

FIAF

Chantilly-Tiffany

CCA (experimental)

Chartreux

LOOF

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

FIAF

ACFA

CFF

CCA

REFR

Chausie

LOOF (provisional)

WCF

TICA

FIAF

REFR

Cheetoh

FIAF

CATZ

Chinchilla Longhair

SACC

CFSA

Chinchilla Shorthair

Chinese Harlequin*

REFR

Chinese Tank Cat

REFR

Clippercat Short

FIAF

Clippercat Long

FIAF

CATZ

Colorpoint Shorthair

CFA

CATZ

CCA

REFR

Copper

REFR

Cornish Rex

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

FIAF

FCCV

CFSA

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Curly Tail Cat

REFR

Cymric

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA (under Manx LH)

NZCF

WCF

CFA (under Manx)

TICA

FIFe

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV (under Manx SH & LH)

ACFA

CFF

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Devon Rex Short

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

NZCA

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

CFSA

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Devon Rex Long

NZCF

Desert Lynx

REFR

Donskoy/Don Sphynx

SACC

LOOF

WCF

TICA

FIFe

CFSA

CFF

CCA

REFR

Dossow

REFR

Dwelf

CFSA

REFR

Egyptian Mau

SACC (provisional)

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

GCCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Elf Cat

FIAF

REFR

European Shorthair

LOOF

WCF (under Celtic/ESH)

FIFe

FIAF

ACFA

Exotic Short

LOOF

SACC

CCCA

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFFGCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

FCCQ

CFSA

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Exotic Long

CFA

ACFA

CFF

Fleecy Cloud

Foldex

CCA

REFR

Foreign White Short

ACF

CCCA

WCF

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

CATZ

CANT

Foreign White Long

ACF

CCCA

WCF

GCCFV

FIAF

CANT

Gaelic Fold

CATZ

Gao Taem

REFR

Genetta

REFR

German Longhair

WCF

FIAF

REFR

German Rex

LOOF

WCF

FIFe

FIAF

Habari

Havana Brown/Suffolk Chocolate

GCCF (under Suffolk)

LOOF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIAF

ACFA

CFF

CCA

REFR

Hemingway Curl

REFR

Hibernian Lynx

REFR

Highlander Long

TICA (provisional)

ACFA

REFR

Highlander Short

TICA (provisional)

ACFA

Highland Lynx

REFR

Himalayan

WCF (under Persian/Himalayan)

TICA

CFSA (under Colorpoint)

ACFA

CFF

CATZ

CCA

REFR

Himalayan (Non-Pointed)

CCA

Isle of Man Shorthair

NZCF

Isle of Man Longhair

NZCF

Jaguarette

REFR

Jaguarundi Curl

REFR

Jambi

Japanese Bobtail Short

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CANT

CCA

REFR

Japanese Bobtail Long

LOOF

SACC

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

GCCFV

FIAF

ACFA

CANT

Javanese

ACF (under OLH)

NZCF

GCCFV (under OLH)

CFSA

CANT (under OLH)

REFR

Poljun

Junglebob

REFR

Jungle Curl

REFR

Jungle Lynx

REFR

Kanaani

WCF

FIAF

Karelian Bobtail Long

WCF

FIAF

Karelian Bobtail Short

WCF

FIAF

Keetso

Khao Manee

WCF

CFA

TICA

ACFA

CCA

REFR

Kinkalow

REFR

Korat

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

FFF

GCCFV

FIAF

FCCV

ACFA

CFF

CCCT

CATZ

CANT

CCA

REFR

Korn Ja

Kucing Malaysia

Kurilian Bobtail Long

LOOF

WCF

TICA

FIFe

FFF

FIAF

ACFA

CFF

CCA

Kurilian Bobtail Short

LOOF

WCF

TICA

FIFe

FIAF

ACFA

CFF

Lambkin Long

FIAF

CATZ

REFR

Lambkin Short

FIAF

CATZ

LaPerm Long

SACC

LOOF

ACF

CCCA

NZCF

GCCF

WCF

CFA

TICA

FIFe

GCCFV

FIAF

CFSA

CATZ

CANT

#own post #cat breeds #long post #idk if anyone needs this except me lol

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ortodelmondo · 1 year

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Wendy Ewald

“Portraits and Dreams. Photographs and Stories by Children of the Appalachians” 1976 1985

via FIAF on fb

#wendy ewald #appalachian

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alfiolibero · 1 year

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#etna #etnailvulcano #sicily #siculi #loves_sicilia #love_sicily #fotografia #fotografitaliani #fotograficatanesi #fotodeldia #love_catania #volgoitalia #volgocatania #volgosicilia #photography #see_sicily #fiafers #fiaf #instagram #viewofsicily #siciliabedda #sicily_photography #verso_sud_dettagli #italy #sicilia (presso Salto del Cane) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnAlcnBIe9O/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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audiovisualheritageday · 6 months

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Warsaw Silent Film Days - 19th Edition.

The most famous film review organized by Poland’s National Film Archive - Audiovisual Institute (FINA) returns on October 19th!

Polish and foreign cinema accompanied by live music will be welcoming viewers over the course of four days at Iluzjon Cinema in Warsaw. The programme includes films of Polish, French, American, and Ukrainian production.

Per tradition, the festival will open with a Polish title. This time around, opening will be Emil Chaberski and Zbigniew Gniazdowski’s 1928 “Tajemnica Starego Rodu” (Mystery of an Old Lineage)—a drama starring Jadwiga Smosarska, queen of the Polish screen, in a double role. The opening will be followed by three differently themed screening sections.

The section “Ukrainian Silent Cinema” will present two films by Kyivan director Mikhail Kaufman, a largely forgotten filmmaker now being rediscovered, who for most of his career was undeservedly overshadowed by his brother Dziga Vertov. Musical bands from Ukraine will accompany both films.

In the section “Silent Cinema Behind the Scenes” we’ll celebrate the 100th anniversary of the introduction of 16mm tape, which happens to fall on this year. Expect a rare opportunity to view films projected from 16mm on the big screen.

Additionally, we’ll showcase films with furry critters in the limelight, recalling the canine leads of yesteryear’s silent cinema—including Jean, Cameo, and the greatest adventure film star, the German Shepherd Rin Tin Tin. Equine and elephantine fans will also find something to their interest in this section.

As every year, we’ve also kept our youngest viewers in mind. In addition to slapstick comedies featuring various animals, we’ll be showing a children’s comedy-drama: the first screen adaptation of the well-known American youth novel “Penrod and Sam.”

The programme also includes great dramas and melodramas that remain touching and gripping to this day, such as Tod Browning’s “The Unknown,” Clarence Brown’s “Smouldering Fires,” and Alexander Hertz’s “Ludzie bez jutra” (People with no Tomorrow).

Poland National Film Archive - Audiovisual Institute (affiliated to FIAF, FIAT-IFTA) Warsaw Silent Film Days - 19th Edition 19-22 October 2023 Narbutta St. 50A Warsaw, Poland.

For more detailed information regarding the festival along with its programme, please see the link below:

#Poland National Film Archive #FIAF #FIAT-IFTA #world day for audiovisual heritage #27 october #silent film #film festival #poland

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Still on the subject of missing films, how many Buster movies are missing? Entirely or pieces

The only films missing of his silents is with Arbuckle, A Country Hero. He does have a few foreign talkies that are missing like, Buster se marie (French Parlor, Bedroom and Bath) De frente, marchen (Spanish Doughboys) and Le plombier amoureux (French Passionate Plumber (which imdb makes it very confusing))

So.. I don't exactly know *everything* when it comes to what ones are missing scenes, or what scenes are missing. I read conflicting things often. One person will say a film is completed while someone else argues that it is missing frames. I don't think there's a for sure answer just because we can only really assume. I don't get too involved in this, I just know some things. But I did look up some information -

The Cook - Found in an unmarked canister at the Norwegian Film Institute in 1998, alongside A Reckless Romeo. A second print, containing more footage, was found in 2002, and the two were combined to create a restored version. However, some scenes are still missing.

The Cameraman - So apparently there is a scene missing that was said to be damaged, in an old release of the film you can see a whole 20 seconds of it (it's really...exciting..) you can find that clip here. The current release of the movie does not have these 20 seconds included. There's more information about the location and missing scene here. then I found this bit of information on the missing scene and an interview with Buster about it:

FIAF archives and private collections around the world were combed to find the 291 feet of missing footage, unfortunately without success. In a lengthy 1958 interview with Keaton, George Eastman House’s influential curator George Charles Pratt tells Buster: “There’s one unfortunate gap in our print. Apparently the negative has deteriorated. It’s the part where you go out the first day and everything goes wrong. There’s just a bit of that left…” and Keaton replies: “That’s a shame because some of the biggest gags are there”. Fortunately, only 30 shots are missing from reel 3, described as follows in the original MGM script continuity: EXT Hotel: Buster sets up his camera in front of Hotel. Doorman exits Hotel, followed by Admiral and his staff and get into car. Buster takes pictures of the doorman, Buster walks away, then realizes he should be photographing the Admiral. MS Yacht in dry dock, people in foreground. Girl standing by bow of boat with a bottle in hand to christen boat. Buster sets up his camera to capture image. The boat slides into water Buster and camera are on a plank tied to the boat and slide into water along with the boat (fade out). CU of cannon firing, Buster photographs (fade out). MS: MGM News Reel office: Buster enters carrying camera, shows a can of film to girl at desk, editor greets Buster who gives him reel of film and says (intertitle) “It’s great stuff, Sir! I hope you’ll look at it”. Office door opens and hits Buster, door closes as another cameraman comes through the door, breaking glass with his tripod. LS Projection Room: Editor is talking with girl, Buster walks to foreground and sits in front row of the screening room. Shot of Editor looking mad and girl looking disappointed. MS of men on horses in a jumping meet. Buster had cranked camera backward, so horses are jumping in reverse. MCS of Buster in screening room looking very sad. According to the archival records, the negative was shipped from MGM Culver City to Kodak on February 1951: upon inspection of the negative, Kodak notified George Eastman House and MGM of the missing footage from reel 3. There are no records confirming when the original camera negative was destroyed, and it is thought that it might have been in the 1965 MGM vault fire. (source its a little further down the page, you can read the whole thing to learn a bit more from others that posted.)

Here are more sources(because honestly there's way too much to put in here)

Cohen Restoration Project - This is from 2018-2023 talking about the films that had restoration done, what had been restored and missing frames ect. (and kind of how they take multiple versions of a film and put them together) And kind of found this on my search - more information as to *why* some films ended up with missing frames or are now lost - here & here

Hope this helped. idk its a bit convoluted...

Anyone that has better knowledge or if I have made any errors, please chime in. Thanks!

#ask #I shouldn't respond so late at night #I almost put Coney Island was missing smh #and idk whats going on with Le plombier amoureux #the cast on imdb is weird and theres no wiki

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For the January Fotfics roulette. I give you.

Royalty au

And

Awful first meeting

This was so fun to write! Thank you! and thank you to the Fotfics team for hosting the event!

This kinda oops into a plot bunny.... ENJOY!

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“The plane left!” Bilbo stood at the terminal kiosk clutching his phone with the screen pointed toward the customer service lady so she didn’t think he was a loon. “The ticket clearly states that the flight was for noon. It’s just past eleven now!” Bilbo struggled to lower his voice. He didn’t mean to shout. It wasn't this poor lady's fault, but he was panicking. He collected himself and continued in a more reasonable tone. “Ma'am. I need to be in Erebor before four in the evening tomorrow. Please, is there anything you can do?”

“I’m very sorry about all of this, Mr. Baggins. Please have a seat, and I’ll see what I can do.” The lady replied and motioned to the hard plastic chairs to her right. Bilbo took his seat with his head in his hands. An hour ticked by, and every minute that passed felt like forever. How long had he worked to get this posting? All for it to get washed away by a computing error? It was too terrible to think about. A long hour ticked by, made worse by his nervous habit of checking the clock every three minutes. He tried to work on some papers to keep his mind off the time, but he hadn't managed a single sentence despite trying.

“Mr Baggins?” A woman in a clean and pressed flight uniform called his name. She was holding a ticket in her hand, and Bilbo’s spirits soared.

“Yes, that’s me!” He gathered his papers together haphazardly and hurried to greet her.

“We managed to find you a ticket on another flight. It leaves soon, but I can escort you to the jet bridge now. Please follow me.” She motioned forward, and they started walking. “The only seat available was a first-class seat, and we’ve taken the liberty of upgrading you due to all the trouble.” relief and a brief excitement washed over him as they kept a brisk pace. She escorted him as promised. Once inside the plane, a stewardess checked his ticket and led him to the first-class eating area. Bilbo had never been in a proper first class. This was a fairly large plane with fancy accommodations. He was wide-eyed, trying to take it all in. Most of the seats were side by side near a window with a partition separating the seats from the aisle. His seat, however, was in a row that went down the middle. The seats had curved walls that extended around them, creating the illusion of a closed-off space, and the seats faced opposite each other so you could face the person you shared the area with. It was clearly meant for people traveling together, yet his ticket indicated that it was indeed his row.

Bilbo struggled to keep ahold of his papers as he strained his neck to look at the numbers above the seats. He was tired, and it had already been a long day, so when he thought he had found his seat, he plopped himself down only to be met with the very unexpected noise and feel of warm of the air leaving someone's lungs on the back of his neck as hands came up automatically to meet his hips. Bilbo startled immediately and stood up at once. Behind him was a tall, broad, handsome man with a short beard and silver-streaked black hair. His face gave away nothing about his feelings on just getting sat on, and Bilbo was absolutely mortified. To make matters infinitely worse, the papers slipped from his hands and cascaded comically around his feet.

“This is seat A1. I believe you were looking for seat A2.” The man said in a buttery, deep voice that did nothing to help his current state of embarrassment. He pointed at the seat next to and opposite him with a smirk.”

“R-right. I’m so sorry I wasn’t paying attention. Let me just gather these.” Bilbo said as he crouched down to gather all his papers and stood just in time for the stewardess to come back around.

“Mr. Baggins, were you able to find your seat?” She asked. Bilbo only nodded. “Wonderful. Can I help you place your luggage in the overhead?” Before he actually thought about it, he said no and shuffled to the correct seat. Bilbo realized immediately that he should have let the stewardess help him. He had never had issues with the overhead bins in the economy or business class, but the ceilings were lifted in first class, and his height proved to be a definite problem. He stood on his tippy toes with his arms far over his head. He could tell his shirt was likely riding up from all the running around he'd been doing. He’s hardly had time to make himself more presentable. Just as he thought he would need to call the stewardess back over, a hand on his waist moved him to the side as his attractive seat companion effortlessly put the luggage away and returned to his seat without a word. Speechless, Bilbo sat down and buckled himself in. This was going to be an exceptionally long ten-hour flight.

For the next hour or so, everything went as it should. They took off, got into the air, and were finally allowed to roam the cabin and unbuckle their seatbelts. The seat had a spacious pull-out desk he happily utilized to brush up on some Ereborian knowledge. He was absorbed by his work but couldn't help sneaking glances at his unintended travel companion. He had a tight beard and a sharp nose with a well-defined jawline. After falling into the man's lap, he could also confirm he was quite a sturdy man. Every time he looked up, the man was already looking at him, and Bilbo quickly looked away in embarrassment. It was hard to stop noticing once he started noticing the man was staring. Eventually, he had to address it for his own sanity.

“It’s very rude to stare at people.” He looked up and held eye contact with the man almost defiantly. No one had the right to be that handsome and intimidating all at once.

“I’m not staring. I’m curious.” The man replied. Bilbo let out a chuckle.

“Then ask me a question. It’s off-putting being stared at by someone whose name I don’t even know.” Bilbo remarked.

“Thorin.” the man replied.

“Pardon?”

“Thorin. My name. Now you know it.” Thorin supplied

“Oh, erm. I’m Bilbo, and if this is about earlier, then I’m sorry. I’m sure that wasn’t a preferred way to start your trip.”

“I can think of worse ways to start a trip.” It was said casually, but Bilbo felt himself blush. Goddess help him. He was a 40-year-old man crushing on someone he had met two hours ago. If he noticed Bilbo’s distress, he didn't say anything and instead continued. “I’m curious why you have a large amount of research on Erebor in front of you.”

“I’m a journalist,” Bilbo replied proudly. Thorin scoffed and leaned back in his chair to take a clipped sip of his drink. “I take it you’re not a fan of my profession?” Bilbo asked.

“No, I can't say I’m a fan of an industry built on invading people's privacy and angling facts to meet their own agenda.” Thorin snorted. Bilbo immediately jumped on the statement.

“I’m not a tabloid journalist writing thoughtless pieces for the margins of fitness and gossip magazines. Going to Erebor is a dream come true for me. The country has opened its borders for the first time in sixty years. I partitioned the Ereborian government for months to allow me to interview the king, and a week ago, I was told I might have a shot! So that’s why I'm researching. I don't want to make a fool of myself. If I mess this up, I can kiss my career goodbye.” Bilbo chided. A cascade of emotions passed over Thorin's face and settled on something specifically neutral.

“So the future of your career depends on a king maybe talking to you?” Thorin replied. Even Bilbo laughed at that.

“That must sound pretty silly, but in a sense, yes. Opportunities like this don't happen all the time, after all. What about you? Why are you visiting Erebor?”Bilbo asked.

“Not visiting, returning. I was visiting my sister in London.”

“So you’re a native Ereborian! What’s it like? I imagine it's beautiful, surrounded by all those mountains.” Bilbo tried not to sound dreamy as the image of snow capped mountains all around him popped into his head.

“Is that not what all this scattered around you is for?” Thorin asked, pointing at the papers on his little desk. Bilbo cleared all the papers into his backpack and replaced them with a well-loved notebook and a pen.

“Papers can’t tell you the heart of the country or why people call it home. What is there to do in Erebor? Where do you go for fun? What’s the food like?” Bilbo asked enthusiastically. The last question was just for him, but he was hungry to know all the same. Thorin leaned in, his eyes growing warm.

“Is this all on the record or off of it?” Thorin asked, pointing with his nose to the now-open notebook in front of Bilbo. He shut the book and put his hands on top of it.

“Sorry, force of habit. Off the record then.” Bilbo said with a smile. Thorin chatted with him about the tall pine trees and blankets of snow in the winter. He spoke with reverence about the craftsmanship of the Ereborian people and the rich communities that raised their children together and built a life in a place once thought inhospitable. Bilbo caught himself in a lazy smile as he lost track of the words being said, opting instead to enjoy the gravel of his voice. He was desperately trying to hold back the other less tame thoughts of how that voice would sound wrapped around his name in pleasure when he realized the conversation had come to a natural end. Thorin taking a sip of his drink allowed Bilbo to collect his thoughts and respond appropriately. “That’s the kind of thing I can't get from online articles and books written sixty years ago.”

“Will this king you're interviewing care about such little things as that?” There was something about the way that Thorin asked that caught him off guard. Like he suddenly had a spotlight on him. As warm as it was, that gaze still held an unnatural intensity.

“Maybe not, but I care about it,” Bilbo replied. “I think the king must care about things like that. They’re his people, after all. This king is the one who opened the borders back up, so I think that points to good judgment. I was actually upset. I petitioned the government to be here two months ago to see the coronation, but they weren’t allowing anyone into the country yet.”

“It was a simple ceremony. Not a lot of pomp or circumstance. It would've been boring to watch anyway.” Thorin commented with a smile

“You were there!” Bilbo shouted before ducking his head and lowering his voice. “I mean, were you invited? Or was it televised?”

“All of Erebor was invited,” Thorin said simply.

“Do you like your king? Or… actually, is that rude to ask? People always ask that about the queen, but I know a few staunch monarchists that take offense to the question.” Bilbo was buzzing with so much curiosity, and Thorin, for his part, seemed to be enjoying the conversation. Or, at the very least, he found Bilbo’s limitless questions amusing. Thorin took a long pause before answering.

“I like the king most days. I can't say I envy him, though. Running a country is… challenging.” Bilbo thought that was the end of it, but he continued. “Though all of this is a moot point.”

“Is it?” Bilbo replied.

“It is. The only way to truly get to know a new place is to experience it, not just read or be told about it. I should take you to my favorite tea shop. You did ask about the food.” Thorin offered casually. Bilbo was unsure he heard the man right. Had he just been invited out for tea with a stupidly handsome stranger he met on a plane? A stranger whose first interaction with him was to be sat on.

“I-I would love that, but we could be headed in completely separate directions once we land.” Bilbo spluttered.

“Maybe, but it’s a small country.” Thorin's smile was blinding now. Bilbo chewed on his lip to hide the flush on his cheeks.

“You really don't have to. I’m sure you’re a very busy person.” Bilbo stammered.

“But I want to. And if I don’t take you, you might try and go alone. You could end up in a tourist district and get the wrong idea about my country to put in one of those articles of yours.” Thorin teased.

Bilbo snorted. “Erebor doesn't have a tourist district.”

“I haven't been home in a month. One could have popped up in my absence.” They both broke out into laughter. The strictness on Thorin’s sharp face faded into something soft and nearly irresistible. The rest of the plane ride went exceptionally smoothly. They chatted some more and ate the first-class meals they were provided in between doing separate tasks like reading or watching a movie. The conversation was light and interesting, and Bilbo found that he barely felt the time pass. At some point, he nodded off to sleep with a book in his hand but woke up with it bookmarked and a thin blanket covering him. Bilbo stretched as he woke and tried to tame the sleep-mussed curls on his head. When he finally got his shoulder to pop and his hair to lay flat, he looked out of the window, and his heart sank. The tall peak of Erebor's biggest mountain was on the horizon. A breathtaking sight, and yet…

“The Lonely Mountain is what that peak is called. The royal palace is built right into the side of it.” Thorin’s deep voice cut into his disappointed thoughts. He startled with an embarrassing squeak and clapped his hand over his mouth with a groan. Thorin only laughed. “Good morning. Or perhaps afternoon. It’s eight in the evening now.” No sooner had Thorin finished speaking when the seatbelt light licked on in the cabin, and the kind voice of the stewardess asked them to return to their seats for the plane's descent.

The ten hours were up. Bilbo felt his stomach do strange flips as he snuck glances at the seemingly unbothered Thorin. It was all utterly ridiculous. He had met this man less than 12 hours ago. It was silly to pine over someone he didn’t even know. The uncomfortable look on his face must have shown because he felt something warm blanket the hand that was gripping the armrest of his chair. He was surprised to see it was Thorin who was giving him a slightly concerned look.

“Is it the turbulence or the altitude dropping? The turbulence is always stronger on the descent, especially in Erebor. I think it’s something about the wind in relation to the mountain. It should pass quickly.” Thorin remarked with a smile. It did, and soon, the wheels were touching down. This would have been the perfect time for a delay, but of course, everything ran as smooth as butter, and soon, it was time to exit. Bilbo unbuckled his seatbelt and grabbed the backpack on the side of his chair. When he turned around, he ran right into a solid wall of chest and braced himself with his hands in surprise. Thorin looked down at him, his eyes a sea of blue, and his arms still raised above his head to reach into the overhead. Bilbo stared up at his face, only vaguely aware that his body was positioned a hair's breadth away, hands still splayed on his chest. Then he became aware. Very aware. Bilbo took a big step backward like he had been burned apologies on the tip of his tongue only to lose his footing, trip over the chair behind him, and land facing the wrong way with his legs dangling over the armrest. He went beet-red and closed his eyes so he couldn't see Thorin's face. He opened them again to see Thorin grinning at him with his head cocked to the right and his arms crossed.

“You’re very prone to accidents, aren’t you?” he asked.

“Not usually,” Bilbo replied. It was true other than today, he was usually very well coordinated. Thorin reached out his hand and pulled Bilbo easily to his feet before handing him his luggage.

“That’s not a very big bag for a long trip. I suppose I never asked how long you were staying?” Thorin asked tentatively as they walked toward the exit.

“Foreign journalists still have their passports restricted to visits less than five days,” Bilbo said apologetically. Thorin’s brow furrowed at that. He muttered a name under his breath before dropping the topic altogether. The airport was very small, with no restaurants or coffee shops like at London Heathrow. His stomach growled audibly, and the sound of it seemed to make Thorin tense, although he couldn't imagine why. “Sorry about that. Airplane food doesn't fill you up all that much. Are you in a rush to be somewhere? I don’t know any places to eat around here, but if you have a recommendation, we can grab something. I mean, just if you want, I’m not presuming anything.” he wasn't good at this. He was a well-spoken person with a quip for every occasion, but his brain seemed to have malfunctioned the moment he stepped onto that plane. What was worse was the apologetic, almost pitying look on Thorin's face.

“I can’t right now but-”

“No, it’s fine!” Bilbo quickly interjected. “I get it, you're very busy. It’s a small country like you said. I’m sure we’ll run into each other again.” Bilbo plastered a smile on his face and made to walk away. Thorin caught him by the waist and tilted his chin until their eyes met, then slowly but deliberately kissed him. It was as slow and tender as it was unexpected. A good unexpected, and Bilbo closed his eyes and let it wash over him. Thorin’s lips were warm and tasted like the smoke of a campfire. Thorin broke the kiss and fixed one of his curls that had fallen in front of his face.

“You should go to Rustabell’s on Gilded Square. It’s near the historic downtown area. You’ll like it.” He gave Bilbo’s form a once over before meeting his eyes one last time and briskly walking away. Bilbo stepped after him, dazed and thoroughly confused about what had just happened.

“Wait, I never got your num…ber.” The words died on his tongue as he rounded the corner. The sudden flash of a hundred cameras going off all at once made him take several steps back. He hurried forward to get away from it and blink the dots from his eyes. Looking back, he was shocked to see Thorin standing in front of the cameras, his face like stone as he faced the flashing lights. Bilbo focused on what was being said by one of the journalists, their press badge laminated and practically glowing.

“Your majesty! Your majesty! King Thorin!” Bilbo paused. King Thorin? His eyes went wide, and he pressed his fingers to his lips.

“Oh shit.”

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