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"Keep hittin'em in the ribs ya see ? Don't let that bastard breathe!"
('Rocky Balboa' and 'Apollo Creed' by NECA)
Diorama by RK
Chickasaw Bricktown Ballpark---Warren Spahn Plaza
Warren Spahn was a great left-handed baseball pitcher in the 1940's thru the mid-1960's mostly for the Braves, first in Boston, then in Milwaukee.
Spahn won 363 games despite not winning his first game until he was 25 years old due to military service in the early 1940's. He won 20 or more games in a season 13 times and lead the National League in wins 8 times, including 5 years in a row from 1957 thru 1961. He was a member of the 1957 World Series Champion Milwaukee Braves that also featured Hank Aaron, Eddie Mathews and Joe Adcock.
Spahn was born in Buffalo, NY, but lived most of his life in Oklahoma after buying a ranch there in 1948.
Warren Spahn was elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1973.
Turning to watch the units pull towards the divide, it's easy to see that the C&NW has a bit of work to do, to get this mainline up to the standard expected by U.P. The eastbound freight with approximately 90 cars is headed by SD45, SD40, B&O GP40-2 (902-923-B&O4196), and is running in characteristic NorthWestern lefthanded fashion. West of Nelson, Illinois, Automatic Train Control - "ATC" - governed train movements with the current of traffic (westward on the westward track, and eastward on the eastward track.) Some double track had been removed west of this point and replaced with CTC, but the U.P. has replaced the second mainline and also installed CTC.
Mural by Jazz aka @jazzguetta, seen at the Jose Diego Middle School at 3100 NW 5th Avenue in Miami, Florida.
Drone photo by James aka @urbanmuralhunter on that other photo site.
Edit by Teee.
Otis Rush, Mississippi born blues guitarist and Chess Records recording artist.
His first single "I can't quit you, Baby" on Cobra Records reached no.6 on Billboard's R&B charts in 1956. Rush is left-handed and, unlike many left-handed guitarists, plays a left-handed instrument strung upside-down with the low E string at the bottom.
Photographed in San Jose, California 1988
"Nobody's ever gone the distance with Creed, and if I can go that distance, you see, and that bell rings and I'm still standin', I'm gonna know for the first time in my life, see, that I weren't just another bum from the neighborhood."
('Rocky Balboa' and 'Apollo Creed' by NECA)
Diorama by RK
Rocky: "I was nobody. But that don't matter either, you know? 'Cause I was thinkin', it really don't matter if I lose this fight. It really don't matter if this guy opens my head, either. 'Cause all I wanna do is go the distance."
('Rocky Balboa' and 'Apollo Creed' by NECA)
Diorama by RK
Charcoal used in a different way, a bit like i was using a fineliner
I have to try to draw less with my left arm - i am lefthanded -as it is overworked ( water in my elbow) so i will try what Julia suggested and practice with my right hand aswell
This is of course still with my left hand
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I didn't intend to stay seated with the computer on my lap, but a wee Lulu climbed onto me and curled up for a nap. How could I disturb her? So I checked my files and decided to post a few unseen flower photos from my archives. All righthanded, too, as she has my left arm pinned down (I'm lefthanded). Whatever it takes to win this girl's trust!
[SOOC, f/6.3, ISO 1000, shutter speed 1/125, -7/3 EV]
© Stephen B Whatley
Expressionist painter Stephen B Whatley on location in central London, UK, on Sunday November 17, immersed in interpreting the BBC logo above the entrance of BBC New Broadcasting House.
Whatley, whose work has been published in TIME, has a history of painting architectural landmarks on location, undertaking several commissions for the BBC, Buckingham Palace for the Royal Collection & a series of 30 works for the Tower of London - all permanently reproduced throughout Tower Hill Underpass, at Tower Hill Station, London.
To see a panoramic film clip capturing the final stages of the painting and the New Broadcasting House itself, please click the link:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=6oXDitVi4Ak
Further photographs of the painting 'in the making' and the complete work can be viewed on this photostream.
New BBC Broadcasting House 2013 by Stephen B Whatley
Oil on canvas
36 x 48in/91 x 122cm
“Left Hander!!!”
I heard my classmate yell as I approached the batting spot, rounders bat in hand feeling all dangerous and loose cannon-esque. I watched the least sporting of the kids who were always plonked out as fielders hurriedly lollop round to the left in their plimsolls and grey socks. I felt a wonderful feeling of power; the way I imagine a great white shark must feel when someone yells ‘shark!’ before watching the water empty and tasting the distinct increase of urea in the ocean.
It mattered not whether you actually did a good hit or not. The preamble was all you needed to feel special, important, so important that the team’s best thrower would be sent from their very important position at fourth base all the way round to cover the un-protected left side of the playground. The rest of the team on bases would shuffle diligently as if preparing their bodies for a back-to-front situation when really they were daydreaming about the latest Velcro shoes at Clarks.
Sport is a left handers most powerful time, we wield this mystery and unpredictability by using our strange little wizened left paw, or ‘south paw’.
Upon arrival back in the classroom after games, triumphant chest beating and dead leg giving began to seem a little misjudged when we had to sit down and write. There the ‘cack-handedness’ became more prevalent and the dead legs were returned.
I remember having to sit a certain way round when sharing desks with right handers or we would bash elbows. Writing a letter on un-lined paper was our Kryptonite – Left handers write uphill. Whatever way you turn the paper to counteract it, like a compass your left hand will adjust and ensure that the letter has a pleasant 1:3 incline.
And as for the smudging….I would go home every day with a permanent shadow on the underside of my arm and hand and a book full of bleeding writing. Had I spent an afternoon in art using charcoal then I would go home looking like a little chimney sweep.
I was informed rather too late this year that the 13th August was Left Handers day.
I didn’t even know we had a day. The word must be spread using some kind of flyer at the till in those left handed shops on Carnaby Street that sell scissors and knives and guitars. I would therefore not know about it as I have never bought anything ‘left handed’. When proffered left handed scissors in school I would end up ripping the paper in a furious crocodile technique after the scissors had simply curled the paper ever so gently for the umpteenth time.
When I went to people’s houses for tea they always tried to lay the table back to front for me. I explained that it didn’t matter and that I was still spoon fed at home and who was to do the honours this evening?
When I meet another left hander I find myself drawn towards them. Not because I feel we are some kind of comrades who have endured terrible hardship and prejudice but it’s just quite a good way to start chatting someone up. . . .
“So can you use normal scissors? I can.” flutter eyelashes, gaze at his left hand seductively.
“Yes I’m licensed to use scissors and rulers and bread knives and scalpels and hacksaws and most cutting implements.” He replies proudly with puffed out chest like a child who has used the toilet for the first time.
“Which side do you dress to? I hear that Kevin Costner always goes left.”
“Oh yes I have my trousers made especially with the left leg three times wider to accommodate me.”
I gasp, left hand grasps my throat as I let out a left-orientated filthy laugh and steal a quick glance at his crotch
“So do you also make love left handed?” I ask as I trace a line with my left hand down along my left buttock.
“Oh I don’t use my hands; I use my left handed ‘making love’ tools which I bought online from Ulefthandesucker.com. I have the portable set in the boot of my car, and some left handed condoms.”
“Which hand do you wipe your bum with?” I ask picking up a right handed ruler and using it to draw a perfect line, no smudges.
“Neither”
“Well nice to meet you, urm goodbye”