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detail from embroidered bird.

on Vans Warped Tour '13 for Speed of Sound Magazine

July 26th, 2013

@ Vinoy Park

St. Petersburg, Florida

 

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Simple handrail gives mobility to elderly home owners.

Photos from the Hand Eye Society Ball 2016 by Dean Tomlinson.

Canon AE-1

FD 85mm, f/1.8

Rossmann 400

2014.11.22

Hands Up !!!

 

Milan

 

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Voigtlander 17.5 f0.95

National Archaeological Museum

 

Athens, Greece

Artistry: Larissa, Dragonfly Designs Henna

www.AtlanticHenna.com

 

What does the hand gesture on this mannequin imply, exactly?

Some items were recently donated to the Concrete Historical Museum in Concrete, Washington. I'm trying to find out if they have any value.

 

Fine baskets do have collectors, so I am hoping that I can get some input on the origin of this one and if it has collector interest. If it has value, I will return it to the woman that donated it so she can sell it.

This Photo can be used as a kindergarten spelling word flashcard.

HP5+ 4x5 negative enlarged on Ilford MG ART300 paper, 8x10. Hand colored using colored pencils.

Oh Man how I love this shot ... Mine, Ryann and Andrew's hands on my belly. Eliot was born 11 days later.

 

Holding hands with the the statue of Lenin, Freemont, Seattle.

A nice hand-drawn postcard of a soldier on guard duty. Mailed as Feldpost in January 1915.

My hands after pulling the dead vegetables from the garden.

 

I'd always wanted elegant, soft, lady-like hands, whatever that means. I'd wanted hands like my childhood friend Donna -- she had long, tapering fingers and oblong, thin nails. Soft, soft skin. Instead, genetics dealt me these stubby fingers, and dry, crackled skin, while an childhood obsessive oral fixation implanted a near-unbreakable nail and cuticle biting habit. When I was about sixteen or so, a friend of mine tattooed a lightning bolt on my left middle finger with a sewing needle and India ink. The end result, after days of swelling, was less a rock-and-roll bolt and more a shaky outline of the state of New Jersey. There it is, though, etched permanently on my finger.

 

I wouldn't say I've grown to love my hands, but I don't think about them much anymore, except to notice sometimes how wrangled they are from paint, or work, or gardening.

Short story

Trespassed accidentally onto a farmers field high above Duddon. Lady Farmer was very helpful and interesting and happened to have a 1 day old duckling warming in her bosom -as you do. Turns out her father taught me at school and she was in my brothers class - small world or what!

1/21/2017 A grocery worker with a hand truck in Chinatown. Sony a7. Carl Zeiss Planar 45mm 1:2.0.

 

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A quick photo of a cute moment shared between my mum and my niece while she fed her her bottle :) Part of my AS 'Journeys' project focusing on the journey a child takes as they grow up.

I've had these awesome hand spun yarns for years. Every time I try to make anything from them, I hate it, like it doesn't do them justice. They are so much prettier to look at just wrapped into balls. So that's how they stay in my yarn box, and I admire them when I open it.

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