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Inside Bass Pro Shops at Tsawwassen Mills.
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My newborn son his first encounter with the monster camera…
Camera: Mamiya RB67 Pro-SD
Lens: 127mm f/3.5 @ f/4
Film: Fuji Pro 800Z
I went with a buddy of mine to go watch the pro wakeboard event that was in town never shot wake boarding before was kinda boring shooting form the water. I tried to get on a boat but no luck :/
Bob Bekian Photos
17" Macbook Pro; P2 ad SXS enabled; Includes AfterEffects, Photoshop CS3, Final Cut Pro 6 and Pro Tools
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My Pro-Ject turntable spinning a nice limited color copy of a SNFU's Better Than A Stick In The Eye.
DULCE ET DECORUM EST
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori.
Wilfred Owen, 8 October 1917 - March, 1918
In memory of my Great-Grandfather Sargeant John James of the 1st North Staffs Regiment who was gassed on the Somme. He survived the war but had terrible problems after the war.
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