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How people manage to walk, let alone, dance on those, I'll never know.
24th Annual How Wɘird Street Faire, 14 October, 2023.
Howard Street, San Francisco, CA
Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw.
25th Annual How Wɘird Street Faire, 21 September, 2024.
Howard Street, San Francisco, CA.
Taking a little break in the action from the slew of wedding photos I've been putting up here to upload this. After I shot the wedding last Saturday, we went to our skate warehouse for a bonfire/shred session for my buddy's birthday. When we went to throw more wood on the fire, we found this door which made for some pretty cool portrait opportunities. I usually don't take self portraits beside random assed photos of myself with my phone, but I kinda liked how this one turned out! :)
© 2011 Andrew Sutter
I was trying to think of something different to do for tonight's shots but after a day of work and a long evening of packing up household goods, I just did not have the energy to be creative and unique. Hopefully, I will more time and energy to commit to you my photos.
Also, a cool Bad Brains shirt at 9 o'clock.
24th Annual How Wɘird Street Faire, 14 October, 2023.
Howard Street, San Francisco, CA
I got joy, joy, joy, joy down in my toes! (this is better on black)
(This was my first attempt at this self portrait, but after my migraine went away I made another)
If you look at the shoddy job I did painting them it's pretty clear I don't usually use nailpolish. But I wanted to stand up for the right to self expression. You can learn more about Hot-Pink Toenail Day here: www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=123665144377774&ref=ts
It was a hard day. I missed the submission time for SPNP, but I still went out and got my street photos. I ran into 10EO drawing on the streets and sidewalks and took my photo with one of his writings in my neighborhood. When I was moving one dog into the house and getting ready to walk the other, the first lept over the second and ran off down the street. Thankfully she eventually came back, but not before I got a migraine and completely exhausted myself running around in the heat and the sun of Phoenix. So today's self portrait is a mixture of joy and pain, darkness and light.
Day two hundred thirty/365. About a year and a half ago, I bought a PDA. I was a band dad. I was spending time in the high school parking lot, waiting for my son to come out after an event. Instead of finding a street light to sit under so that I could read a book, I thought it would be good to have a back-it screen and an e-book. It worked out well. I got to like the blue glow.
It was just an experiment when I started putting my schedule on the PDA. Of course, I kept up my paper planner, as well. I'm a visual person. I liked to use stickers, colors, and symbols that no one else knew. I liked the feel of paper in my hands. It seemed more certain than a memory chip.
But, I did eventually change completely to the PDA. In fact, I gave my first one to my wife, so that she could keep track of her medications, exercise schedule, games, and other matters of importance to someone whose cognition is slightly compromised. This photo shows her hands and her PDA, as she muses over her health care.
I upgraded to the next model. And, I love it. I keep digital photos in it. A digital Bible, lists, all sorts of stuff.
It's an interesting thing. Are we better able to express ourselves the old fashioned way, with colored pencils and stickers on paper? Or, is it better for those who have an artistic flair to use digital devices with plastic cases?
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others, that in the end, we become disguised to ourselves. - François de la Rochefoucauld
Larry Eiring, Photographer, Hope and Dreams Studios. For information regarding this or any other photograph, please contact the photographer by email to hleiring@yahoo.com.
PLEASE NOTE: This photograph is protected by specific rights granted by the Burning Man Project and Black Rock City, LLC. to the photographer and may not be reprinted or reposted without permission.
Larry Eiring, Photographer, Hope and Dreams Studios. For information regarding this or any other photograph, please contact the photographer by email to hleiring@yahoo.com.
PLEASE NOTE: This photograph is protected by specific rights granted by the Burning Man Project and Black Rock City, LLC. to the photographer and may not be reprinted or reposted without permission.
"Listen...you know those days when you get the mean reds?"
"The mean reds? You mean like the blues?"
"No... the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?"
"Sure."
"When I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump into a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away."
~~Holly and Paul (Fred), Breakfast at Tiffany's
they say it is not the arrow but the archer, but it is a thrill to hold this old arrow...
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There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. If you block it, it will never exist through any other medium. It will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, nor how valuable it is, nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open.
You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive.
--- Martha Graham to Agnes de Mille
asymmetric
pseudo poncho
tunica dress top
hard to top
radical kamikaze knitting
sensitive Dada knitting
intuitive guerilla knitting
whimsical nonsense knitting
a supermodel´s nightmare
due to
infinite wearing options
a tribute to divas
who are not afraid
to self- express
This was done with Prismacolor colored pencils. My goal is to do at least one creative thing daily for the next year.
I've always enjoyed coloring and Prismacolors are really nice pencils to work with. Very different from the pencils I remember as a child.
The black and white image is from the book "Coloring Mandalas - For Insight, Healing, and Self-Expression" by Susanne F. Fincher.
There are 48 circle designs in the book, and they are designed for people of all ages.
Colored on Thursday, May 22, 2008.
The straps really do all the talking in this set.
Some people wear jewelry. Some people wear a body harness and immediately become the most interesting person in the room. 😉
From soft lace and romantic bedrooms to neon nights and bold statement pieces, these looks show just how versatile a good harness can be. Wear it under lingerie, over lingerie, with nothing but confidence, or however your imagination decides.
And yes... there are options for everyone.
Explore more at Sub-Shop.com
#BodyHarness #HarnessFashion #BondageStyle #AlternativeFashion #LingerieStyle #LeatherHarness #FetishFashion #KinkPositive #StrappyStyle #BedroomFashion #ConfidenceLooks #PillowTease #SubShop #FashionForEveryBody #PlayfulStyle
This image reminds me of two stories.
One is from an old Star Trek episode. The people on a distant planet have faces that are half white and half black. Their world is filled with conflict because the people with faces black on the left side and the people with faces black on the right side don’t like each other.
The other is from a book we read to our girls when they were young. A bird carrying a big bucket of paint drops it on a man’s house, creating a big colorful splat. Rather than painting over it, the man decides he likes it and paints colorful splats all over his house. His neighbors at first think his house looks quite strange, but in the end they all decide to paint their houses in very different and very unusual styles.
This shot actually is of houses in Zurich.
asymmetric
pseudo poncho
tunica dress top
hard to top
radical kamikaze knitting
sensitive Dada knitting
intuitive guerilla knitting
whimsical nonsense knitting
a supermodel´s nightmare
due to
infinite wearing options
a tribute to divas
who are not afraid
to self- express
FreeStyleFabricKnitting
elaborate use of crocheted ornaments
& floral sculptures
This image is copyright by the photographer and Burning Man, LLC and may not be copied, reprinted or posted without permission from Burning Man, LLC.
Disbelief
The prophets of all religions came
to each of the good people of Earth.
They knelt, some with hands clasped,
others with heads touching the floor.
All wept,
for their prayers
were the harshest
ever prayed.
They had been asked to come
back into time,
all at one time,
to these hard,
devilish days
to pray
that each one of us might
stop believing in prayer
and in the Creator,
so that Creation
would be saved
from belief.
© 2006, nancy s.m. waldman
approximately 8 x 10, mixed media collage
Asked whether he was Poseidon and Neptune, he prefers the former. The shell cod-piece is a clever touch.
24th Annual How Wɘird Street Faire, 14 October, 2023.
Howard Street, San Francisco, CA.
I have been posting thoughts scrawled onto a small bridge that I personally call Doodle Bridge. I visit once or twice a year, to read and photograph thoughtful graffiti left by students of a college, around which the state park wraps. Here's a shot of the whole bridge.
I expect to use many of these photos, and those I have taken in previous Doodle Bridge walks, in future Powerpoint presentations.
If you're just wandering through my photostream, that's what's coming next!
asymmetric
pseudo poncho
tunica dress top
hard to top
radical kamikaze knitting
sensitive Dada knitting
intuitive guerilla knitting
whimsical nonsense knitting
a supermodel´s nightmare
due to
infinite wearing options
a tribute to divas
who are not afraid
to self- express
Week 14 View 52
Last year I did a photo of my hand and smoke and it represented a massive loss and change in my life to anyone interested in the original story please feel free to take a look www.flickr.com/photos/jamessouthall/6629393675/in/set-721...
Well things have changed for me over the last 12 months. I still have my moments where life gets on top of me but since my recent holiday I had time to sit back and reflect. I took a lot of time trying to work out in my mind what was going wrong for years I have felt like a dark cloud has been looming over me a cloud that gives me constant bad luck and unhappiness. But after sitting back and observing others it dawned on me there is no dark cloud the only cloud looming over me is myself, for those that know me or know my photography you will know that I am very down on myself and my own abilities and that is what is holding me back in life. For years I have pushed to be something I will never be (rich) and be somebody I am not. But in doing that I have over looked the guy I am a family guy someone who loves nothing more than a bit of fun and happiness. So having realised that today I took the plunge and put myself forward for a full time post in my current employment something I have talked myself out of doing for months as I didn't feel I was good enough. But on reflection I realised that I needed to take the plunge put myself out there the things I plan to do over the up and coming years need stability so I have reached out for it and fingers crossed I will get it if I don't thats fine I will carry on as I am it just means I could earn more its just not 100% gauranteed.
So last year the hand and smoke represented me trying to cling onto hope and also take advantage of the oppertunities.
But this year it shows my hands have control of the smoke the smoke being my future plans keeping them more contained in the palms of my hands as you can see it takes the form of a butterfly which means I am free (like a caterpillar) from myself and my negative way of thinking basically I am back in control and I have a big world to see. The hooded guy is me and represents the cloud I put over myself the fact that I am the only one who holds me back.
The reason I put the two together is to portray I have taken control of myself and my own dreams and positive thinking far out wits any dark cloud you put over yourself.
You get one chance at this life so live it
Those that know me or have got to know me know I love a touch of human emotion from time to time it helps me and it helps me and others make more sense of me if that makes sense lmao.