Remember When
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Was discussing with a friend in bmails, the economy and how things were in the past and this poem bubbled up! lol Amazing the way style goes around! I wonder if the next gen of kids want everything neat as a pin & no second hand clothes again! – I’ll let you know when mine tell me! lol Chookas! ♥
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Well what can i say! / I get scared during thunder storms / Now when theres lightning im glued to the window / But thunder all on its own accompanied by hail and gusts of wind that sound like itll tear the roof off, i duck for cover anywhere i can! Me and my rag doll dog, Lucky. She keeps me sane :) Featured: Earth Keepers – 20th June 09 Remember when – 19th October 2009
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A little girl needed much more than a new shiney bike for her birthday.
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Hasn't farming changed... by Enivea
When this area was first farmed, it was with teams of heavy horses. I’m sure those early farmers would have never dreamed that aeroplanes would be spreading the fertilisers over the crops – fertilisers that came out of a bag from a factory and not from the animals…... / My memories don’t take me back to those days, but I do still remember horses pulling delivery carts…..back when food was delivered to the door….the butcher, the baker, the grocer….back when food actually tasted wholesome…..
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Untitled by Murray Swift
Canon 400D Hand held HRD and processed with photomatix and Draganiser. The Historic Dickabram Bridge stands 23m (70 feet) above the winding Mary River at Miva. This famous bridge, built by Mc Dermott and Owen, was completed on June 1, 1886. The bridge is just over 200m in length and is the only rail and road bridge built to its design in Queensland. The word Dickabram is Aboriginal for a type of yam that grew along the river flats there. / The cost of the bridge was $28,165.83 and there were at least three deaths during construction, the most sensational was the one when a man wheeling a barrow load of cement to tip into one of the four big steel cylinders must have wheeled his barrow over the edge, and he and his barrow fell into the wet cement. / A flood in 1893 is the only one that has risen over the decking. The bridge went a metre (3 foot) under. In 1955, when the river rose more than 22.6m (68feet) , water was splashing through the decking.
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My Tanya by Margaret Harris
BW photograph, portrait on Ilford developing paper / young girl about ten years old , head shot / Black and white film / My daughter Tanya when she was about 12 years old .She recently turned 32…..She is my only daughter…she was a busy toddler, a strait A student, a wild teenager, a beautiful young lady, she is strong and has a good heart. loves people, loves animals, She falls hard, has had her share of pain, she has been successful , she has been a bride, has learned from her mistakes, has had some good and bad relationships, .she has yet to become a mother, still trying to figure out life, has been happy and dissapointed, she has a future a head of her..She is very loved / Featured In / Older Kids 8-16 / Black ad White Film / Strictly Humane Faces / The Waist Up / Placed in Top 10 Challenge (Kids in Black and White)
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Faithful Heart Waiting at the Gate by Quinn Blackburn
“Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe. We are the focus of their love and faith and trust. They serve us in return for scraps. It is without a doubt the best deal man has ever made. ” ~Roger Caras I’ve come to realize over time that many people simply do not understand how anyone can form a true and loving bond with an animal. Being me, I simply can’t understand how you could not be grateful for such an amazing gift. I consider myself lucky that so many animals have befriended me over the years, but none of these connections are quite like the dogs in my life. There is something about their willingness to give themselves heart and soul to you; so trusting, so generous in their love and loyalty. Dogs speak to me with their eyes and gestures of a love, faith and devotion so strong that it awes me… This particular canine friend has seen me through some of the darkest days I’ve experienced. Her favorite spot is curled against my legs, warming my feet, and I instantly feel better for having her silent company. My husband once said, “If Rogue could speak Human, she would sing songs about you.” I looked down at her loving brown eyes and smiled… “That’s fair.” I said, “If I could speak her language, I’d sing songs about her too.” Her happily thumping tail assured me that she understood exactly what I was saying. Here is my beloved Rogue waiting at the gate for me during one of our long rambles through the no leash area at Mingo Creek County Park in Pennsylvania, Spring 2009.
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Charlie by Colinizing Photography with Colin Boyd Shafer
Bangkok, Thailand scariest ride of my life _Charlie as he called himself began our cab ride with little attention being paid to the road. Not very talkative except with himself. Charlie as he called himself began having full conversations with Charlie (took me a while to see he didn’t have a blue tooth or anything). Charlie was compulsively playing with the stickshift, clearly having trouble sitting still. My friend riding in the front seat used his favorite and only thai saying THUMB DEE DI DEE – do good and recieve good – which Charlie really liked. Charlie repeated the saying about ten times. From this point on he included us in his conversation. Still Charlie paid little attention to the road. Singing a song, which we could not identify, Charlie got frustrated by our lack of comprehension. In a final act of desperation, he pulls out a CD, throws it in the player and sure enough it is “Country Road” by his favorite John Denver. The singing along was full-out concert style and still little attention was being paid to the road. Once the song was done, He began telling us about his love for John Denver. Charlie continued to laugh about the Karmic saying THUMB DEE DI DEE (the only Thai we know) and he told us it was a message from god, that he had not talked to god, but it was a message from god. “I am not god”, says Charlie, “god says this to me, I don’t know god, I mean, god talks to me, I am not god”. We assured him that we trusted his judgement that he wasn’t god. Charlie continues to pay little attention to the road and seems to be in an introspective debate as to whether he is god or not. Charlie’s whole cab is pasted with pictures of the King, the Queen, models of his liking, advertisements, and other clippings. On his window he has written many things, and his cab is dirty. This whole cab ride (30 minutes) he has not stopped talking (in the beginning to himself and in the end with us involved). Magically, having never paid any attention to the road Charlie managed to get us to our place just fine. Before getting out, I captured this shot with Charlie’s permission. Canon EOS Rebel XT, Tokina 11-16mm
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Gone But Not Forgotten - Port Arthur Historic Site - The HDR Experience by Philip Johnson
The Port Arthur Historic Site today contains many traces of its former uses, including the 19th century prison and the later free township of Carnarvon/Port Arthur. The conservation of this rich and evocative landscape, as well as the associated archival resources, is an ongoing challenge. / / Protection for some of the ruins began as early as 1916, when the old penal station became one of Australia’s earliest gazetted historic site, administered by the Scenery Preservation Board. Over the next 50 years former convict buildings were reacquired from private ownership by the Tasmanian government, and vital restoration works carried out. / / By the 1970s, with the site under the management of the National Parks and Wildlife Service, concerted efforts were made to conserve some of the more significant convict buildings, culminating in a major program of redevelopment and conservation works between 1979-1986. In 1987 custody of the historic site was vested in the Port Arthur Historic Site Management Authority (PAHSMA), which still manages the site today. The work of the Authority involves conserving and interpreting the evidence for the various historical periods that have created the Port Arthur of today. The challenge of making the site accessible to over 200,000 visitors that visit annually while protecting its fragile fabric provides particular challenges. Technique :HDR tone mapping, 5 exposures , photomatix / Equipment: Nikon D70 , Tripod 18-200 lens / /
Recent Work
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Coping with the Pain by colorblind
“Coping with the Pain” – Is a piece I did inspired by Hearing that I wasn’t going to be able to attend college another semester ….I was accepted …they love my work and personality…it was just a money issue… I broke in tears while on the phone… Last time I cried like that was when my grandmother died – back in 2003 / The picture mostly is this: / -the fetuses inside my head REPRESENT – the many unborn ideas that will not be able to see life / The announcement of the news was like taking all that life and aborting it… / -The heart with the fuel guage on empty …depicts simply how my heart felt / -And the many mouths that scream with piercing agony show how my soul yelled within / .... / charcoal, graphite, colorpencil / on 18×24 drawing paper My therapy to get over it …and move on /
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Courthouse in Brigadoon by KipDeVore
8 1/2” x 11”; ordinary Crayola brand crayon on 25% cotton linen paper. A Civil War – era - or, actually, antebellum, courthouse- built 1857, one of the oldest courthouses nationally still in use. The stone monument just behind the corner brick pilaster commemorates the 100th anniversary in 1957. This is a workup for the watercolor here, “Picking the Tulips”.
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For my Dad / Daniel Quinones / 10/25/09 / R.I.P Viejo
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The Lady Birds of Texas by deborah zaragoza
/ FEATURED in the following groups: / live…love…and dream Nov 04, 2009 / / The Lady Birds of Texas My grandfather was good friends with Lyndon Johnson…....... They grew up together…....... / My grandfather was John W. De Vine….. He was a reporter of the news and contributed many changes in Congress…... I am not here to brag…........ He was only 4’9” tall…...... but very involved in government and the US. He wrote the history books in Oklahoma for the Indian Nation….... I am cherokee Indian and he was too…........ I am posting this pic of birds in Texas with Texas Flag…......... I never agreed to his political choice…..but loved his fever for making this world right in his mind….......... He was small in stature…..... but a giant in making changes….............. When this photo op came along….. I could not resist honoring his faith in this world…....... He loved the world and all people and their faith in their world….... I miss him,but knew I was like him…....... no predjudice, just love for people and their beliefs, their right to be here on earth like everyone else, the right to be who you are, unconditionally, the right to have freedom of your thoughts, the right to know when to fight fascism, although you may lose…. you tried…....... / / I love these birds and their freedom to soar and fly and be who they are…............. I am me….. and just me…........ I miss him…......
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Wagon Wheels by Lynn Moore
Canon Powershot A400 This wagon is now a piece of our “yard art” and was on the land my dad farmed for years before they built their house there in 1988. I have no idea how old it is or how long it had actually been sitting there. My mom went through a purging process after dad died and this was one of the things to go. My husband had always had his eye on it and was elated to have it. One woman’s junk is another man’s yard art!
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Picking the Tulips - Iron County Courthouse by KipDeVore
A little girl still in pink winter coat with hood kneels to pick a tulip as sunlight breaks through an early spring storm at the county seat, rural Ironton, Missouri. The rustic, antebellum (built 1857) ‘Iron County Courthouse’ is one of the oldest nationally in use. Mother with daughter at left pace happily into view as doves alight in foreground. The composition seeks to highlight the age-old human problem of law vs. mercy, tackled endlessly throughout both the Old and New Testaments of the Bible and, especially in the NT book of Romans - of when to be unforgiving and when to be patient, kind and merciful. The courthouse represents the law through which happiness could theoretically exist, e.g., the safety of the mother with daughter at left. But the little girl picking the tulip near the foreground poses a problem: She is trespassing on private property. Aside from metaphor based on this problem in all it’s infinite forms, my hope artistically was to complete a landscape that is both interesting and, perhaps—or, at least I hope - inspiring, of a subject I grew up walking past, and now drive past, nearly every day. 21” x 29”, watercolor with India ink on 300 lb. Arches cold press watercolor paper.
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The Windmill Speaks by Lynn Moore
Canon Powershot A400; edited in Picnik Generations have come and gone / Many winds have blown / Rain, snow, and storms of life / The windmill’s strength has shown If it could talk / What would it say / About those / Who have passed on If I’m quiet / So very quiet / Maybe I will hear… “I lost count of the hours / they worked the fields around me / Night and day they toiled away / So a future you would see” “Live the things you learned / Forgive the hurts long past / They gave the best they could / Now make their legacy last” “The time to grieve is over / Be grateful that they gave / They left behind such blessings / No one can ever change” Lynn Moore
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Le Hotel by David Petranker
Le Hotel by David Petranker I was reading this article about creating smudges on the lens, I wont reveal how i did it, that is something for you to discover, just enjoy discovering it.
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Antebellum Autumn at Emerson House, Ironton by KipDeVore
Well out of any local budget in this rural Missouri town where a 20-minute battle left more than 1000 dead, renovations for civil war-era Judge Emerson House and long-time residence for Ste. Marie du Lac Catholic Church, were appraised at $85k when I did this painting shortly before the structure was razed in 1988. Watercolor with India Ink on Waterford 200 lb. cold press watercolor paper, 14” x 21”. The original, $1100, is for sale unframed.
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Gauging Rain © by Vicki Ferrari
Gauging Rain © / Vicki Ferrari Rain Gauge Simplicity Hoping for rain but the gauge is empty – there are a couple of clouds in the sky though! Taken in 2006 Nikon D70. Mind you, in Queensland, on the Gold Coast, the rain gauge seems to fill up quite well lately. We are lucky… / This image reminds me of looking out at the clouds going by in the sky, going straight over, when you have just sown wheat and you really need the rain!
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Memories by Murray Swift
Reminds me of my early teens and hopefully will remind Nick and Kain of theirs. On the bank of Tallebudgera Creek, Tallebudgera Valley Gold Coast Australia. / Handheld HDR, Canon 400D strong draganiser effect. /
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A Fishy Tale by Bellavista2
I have a Fishy Tale to tell that happened last Summer Vacation in California. This Barracuda, (God rest his Soul) was found floating in the surf, long had he met his maker, but the kids in all their glory and wisdom where absolutely entralled by this dude. ‘Hey look what we found” Eyes a glaze he stared into the abyss of the afterlife and he eventually became the Proud Mascot of kids Beach Fort, to take his honoury place at the entrance. Well he was buried, dug up, after the kids remembered him then placed on the fort. Oh yeah not long that before my hubby, chased the kids all over the beach with the poor..Jake the Barracuda…yes they named him..yep he chased the kids all over the beach with Jake on a shovell! With squeals of delight and kids running every which direction down the beach….Then Jake found his place on the Fort. This photo is in the Memory of Jake the Barricuda, who at the end of the day was given proper beach burial. Thats the end of my Fishy Tale:=} Photo taken by Canon IXUS
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