I spotted this couple having their photoshoot when I was about at least a clear 70m away. Snapped it and converted it with some blur to the background while keeping the couple sharp. Love how their height is set against the relatively gigantic pillars
On again On again I love a good bum on a woman, it makes my day. / To me it is palpable proof of God’s existence, a posteriori. / Also I love breasts and arms and ankles, elbows, knees; / It’s the tongue, the tongue, the tongue on a woman that spoils the job for me. / Please understand I respect and admire the frailer sex / And I honour them every bit as much as the next misogynist. / But give some women the ghost of a chance to talk and thereupon / They go on again, on again, on again, on again, on again, on again, on. I fell in love with a woman with wonderful thighs and hips / And a sensational belly. I just never noticed her lips were always moving. / Only when we got to the altar and she had to say “I do” / And she folded her arms and gathered herself and took in a breath and I knew / She could have gone on again, on again, on again till the entire / Congregation passed out and the vicar passed on and the choirboys passed through puberty. / At the reception I gloomily noted her family’s jubilant mood, / Their maniacal laughter and their ghastly gratitude. She talks to me when I go for a shave or a sleep or a swim. / She talks to me on a Sunday when I go singing hymns and drinking heavily. / When I go mending my chimney pot she’s down there in the street, / And at ninety-five on my motorbike she’s on the pillion seat / Wittering on again, on again, on and again and again. / When I’m eating or drinking or reading or thinking or when I’m saying my rosary. / She will never stop talking to me; she is one of those women who / Will never use three or four words when a couple of thousand will easily do! She also talks without stopping to me in our bed of a night; / Throughout the sweetest of our intimate delights she never gives over. / Not even stopping while we go hammer and tongs towards the peak - / Except maybe for a sigh and a groan and one perfunctory shriek. / Then she goes on again, on again, on again on and I must / Assume that she has never noticed that she’s just been interrupted. / Totally unruffled she is, and as far as I can see / I might just as well have been posting a letter or stirring up the tea! She will not take a hint, not once she’s made a start. / I can yawn or belch or bleed or faint or fart – she’ll not drop a syllable. / I could stand in front of her grimly sharpening up an axe, / I could sprinkle her with paraffin, and ask her for a match - / She’d just go on again, on again, on again even more. / The hind leg of a donkey is peanuts for her, she can bore the balls off a buffalo. / “Mother of God,” I cried one day, “Oh, let your kingdom come / “And in the meantime, Mother, could you strike this bugger dumb?” Well, believe it or not, she appeared to me then and there: / The Blessed Virgin herself, in answer to my prayer, despite the vulgarity, / Shimmering softly, dressed in blue and holding up a hand. / I cocked a pious ear as the Mother of God began. / Well she went on again, on again, on again, on, and I / Will have to state how very much I sympathise with the rest of the family. / Give some women the ghost of a chance to talk and thereupon / They go on again, on again, on again, on again, / And again, and again, and again, and again / They will go on again, on again, on again, on again, on again, on again, on. Jake Thackeray /
Title: Where She Sat / Camera: Nikon D80 / Capture Date: 10/01/2007 / Dimensions: / Exposure: 1/60 sec at f/5.0 / Focal Length: 93mm / ISO: 100 / Filter: None / Flash: None / Tripod: Yes / Uploaded Date: 10/01/2007 / Comments: Has she passed away? Did she leave him? You decide… © 2009 Charles Dobbs Photography. All photographs and artworks in this portfolio are copyrighted and owned by the artist, Charles Dobbs. Any reproduction, modification, publication, transmission, transfer, or exploitation of the content, for personal or commercial use, whether in whole or in part, without written permission from the artist is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.
We must love to make a difference.
A couple about to get married, is photographed at the Tel Aviv, Israel, new boardwalk by the marina. Many couples come there to have their wedding photos taken in front of the Mediterranean see during sunset. Nikon D70 / 70-200mm f2.8 / 1/250 f6.3 / 200 iso First place: Events in thirds challenge @ Photography – Rule of Thirds Group, October, 2009 Top ten: :Frozen moment challenge @ Photography 101 group, October 2009 Top ten: Tel Aviv Challenge @ Bagels and Lox Group, July 2009 Top ten: Action Verbs Challenge @ Bubblers’ Weekly Challenge Group, April 2009 / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—--
Whenever I’ve heard older couples interviewed, the older gentlemen have always said the reason their marriage has lasted so long is because they learned to say “Yes Dear.” I thought this would make a funny t-shirt. I also have this t-shirt available with black print on a lighter background and I have a certificate in print. I hope this makes you smile!
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The Dance by Oriah Mountain Dreamer I have sent you my invitation, / the note inscribed on the palm of my hand by the fire of living. / Don’t jump up and shout, “Yes, this is what I want! Let’s do it!” / Just stand up quietly and dance with me. Show me how you follow your deepest desires, / spiralling down into the ache within the ache. / And I will show you how I reach inward and open outward / to feel the kiss of the Mystery, sweet lips on my own, everyday. Don’t tell me you want to hold the whole world in your heart. / Show me how you turn away from making another wrong without abandoning yourself when you are hurt and afraid of being unloved. Tell me a story of who you are, / And see who I am in the stories I am living. / And together we will remember that each of us always has a choice. Don’t tell me how wonderful things will be . . . some day. / Show me you can risk being completely at peace, / truly OK with the way things are right now in this moment, / and again in the next and the next and the next. . . I have heard enough warrior stories of heroic daring. / Tell me how you crumble when you hit the wall, / the place you cannot go beyond by the strength of your own will. / What carries you to the other side of that wall, / to the fragile beauty of your own humanness? And after we have shown each other how we have set and kept the clear, healthy boundaries that help us live side by side with each other, let us risk remembering that we never stop silently loving those we once loved out loud. Take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance, the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart. / And I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again. Show me how you take care of business / without letting business determine who you are. / When the children are fed but still the voices within and around us shout that soul’s desires have too high a price, / let us remind each other that it is never about the money. Show me how you offer to your people and the world / the stories and the songs you want our children’s children to remember, and I will show you how I struggle / not to change the world, but to love it. Sit beside me in long moments of shared solitude, / knowing both our absolute aloneness and our undeniable belonging. Dance with me in the silence and in the sound of small daily words, holding neither against me at the end of the day. And when the sound of all the declarations of our sincerest / intentions has died away on the wind, dance with me in the infinite pause before the next great inhale of the breath that is breathing us all into being, not filling the emptiness from the outside or from within. Don’t say, “Yes!” / Just take my hand and dance with me.
Taken in natural light Two good sports and lifetime performers and companions – My father and mother. This image was inspired by American Gothic – a painting by Grant Wood from 1930. Portraying a pitchfork-holding farmer and a younger woman (imagined to be his wife or daughter) in front of a house of Carpenter Gothic style, it is one of the most familiar images in 20th century American art. Wood wanted to depict the traditional roles of men and women as the man is holding a pitchfork symbolizing hand labor. Wood referenced late 19th century photography and posed his sitters in a manner reminiscent of early American portraiture.
cartoon illustration of a happy married couple :)
The Wedding of Brooke and Carl Shore.
A young engaged couple (close family friends) hugging and looking at each other at the end of a dock as the fog rolls in over the water. Canon Rebel XTi, 18-55mm / Minimal Adobe Photoshop used to solidify silhouette and get bluish/yellow undertone. Featured in Affection Sept 13, 2009 1st Place at the Ionia Free Fair in Ionia, Michigan, for the Pro Division Category: Color Silhouettes and Profiles Top Ten finish in A Water Romance challenge and featured in All About Water Feb 9, 2009 Cover image of A Water Romance in the group All About Water Featured in Beginners’ Corner Nov 10, 2008 First place tie in the contest Couples in Love and featured in Capturing Emotion Nov 5, 2008 Featured in the group Beginner’s Corner Oct 08 Featured in the group Stillness Speaks Oct 08
One of my friends is about to get married tomorrow and of course I’m invited to the wedding. =) / Since we didn’t really have any cards around the house, I just decided to make one myself! =D Done with oil pastel on cardboard.
1000 hearts in a tree Acrylic on Canvas / Commissioned by Ourania
If you want a CARD like this with your MESSAGE to your loved onejust let me knowI will do it for you~
Mornington Peninsula Wedding Photography From a wedding taken over the weekend at very short notice. /
Burrowing owl couple sharing the sunset light, products are created using a razor sharp image and large file size. Calendars Too: Calendar Gallery Location: Cape Coral, Florida
100% Original illustration & design by Kat Massard from my SIMPLY SWEET ART collection… / – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - - / Two sweet little owls, holding hands (wings) in love, a picture of innocence… / – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - - / I have a passion for creating beautiful things and hope you enjoy these fresh & fun little treasures – please take a peek at the rest of my store for a wide range of cute little characters! Thanks for looking ;D Cheers, Kat More products available from my zazzle store / >>>for the kids<<< / / / >>>GIFTS :: for young and old… / >>>STATIONERY ITEMS :: setup as customizable templates, with editable text fields you can enter your own text and hey presto, it is personalized with your details… simple, quick and easy!! / /
BESTVIEWED LARGE / / DETAIL / / Greeting Card / / Extra Large Canvas / / Drawing of an elephant, painted digitally…. flipped and duplicated to create two elephants with a love hearts arising in between…. birdies are witnesses to their loving commitment to one another. / / single Magic Elephant also available
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