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I fell onto this one at a public exposition in Athens and I couldn't resist to stop for some shots. It is white strings illuminated by "black" light. For a different view click
I never knew there was a musical instruments shop in Seeb. It's almost next to the harees shop and the mosque, roughly diagonally opposite the Oman Oil petrol station and the sign that says 'Al Amry Centre'.
If I say, "Nicky, want to play strings?" He knows exactly what I'm talking about. Sometimes Nicky wants to play strings REALLY BAD when I'm busy, and when I reply, "No Nicky, no strings now!" he also knows exactly what I'm saying, and will scream in my face until I give in or run away.
Think about the ways you have given, through time, materials, favors, words.
Think of the ways your friends have given to you, and the ways they have built you up to be the best you.
The things that we do for people should not be for your gain.
We should do it for the complete opposite, maybe even for sacrifice.
There should be no “I’m doing this for you because you did something for me” or “I’ll do this for you if you do this for me.”
Giving sometimes requires sacrifice.
Giving should be unconditional.
I went to visit Janet's studio and was very happy to find this artpiece in the hallway near her studio!
"The Madame comes to the Atelier bearing a gift with strings attached."
Gaaaah~! I've been dying to use that SD violin ever since HKDP9, but couldn't—at least, not until it was properly introduced. Hurray for finally making this photostory! ♥
Remember how it was the Madame who enrolled little Frei to violin classes, and how she bought him a violin. Then remember how Ave sent Frei to the Atelier, and then stole the violin from House Zia. Now, the Madame once again bought a violin for Frei, challenging Ave to try and pull the same stunt seven years ago.