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I AM SO OVERJOYED. I DID NOT NEED TO RANDOMIZE THE NAMES OF THOSE WHO EMAILED FOR A SLOT TO HOST ONE OF THE TRAVELING BLYTHES! EVERYONE WHO EMAILED IS IN!!!! BESIDES HAVING THE TWENTY EXTRA SPOTS BECAUSE OF THE THIRD GIRL, ONE OF THE CUSTOMIZERS WILL NOT BE ABLE TO BE A HOST HERSELF AND DONATED HER TWO SLOTS! ALSO I SORT OF ADDED A FEW SO NO ONE WHO EMAILED WOULD BE LEFT OUT. THE SLOTS FOR ASIA ARE NOT FILLED YET BUT WE ARE EXPECTING THEM TO BE. ANYONE WHO EMAILS AFTER 12:01 AM EST WILL BE ADDED TO A WAITING LIST. I WILL EMAIL ALL THE HOSTS IN THE NEXT 24 HOURS WITH ALL THE INFORMATION. CONGRATULATIONS!!
A BIG THANKS TO MINKIDYNAMITE FOR ALL HER GUIDANCE AND GIVING ME THE OPPORTUNITY TO BE AN ORGANIZER THIS YEAR.
CANADA
1. gingerurchin (beka)
2. courtauld (lauren)
3. treaclemineroad (corina)
4. allintensivepurposes (pamela)
5. chelleshock (michelle)
AUSTRALIA / NEW CALADONIA
6. simmi (simmi)
7. angelique33 (angelique)
8. tna09 (tina)
9. tabs dollies (tabitha)
10. flowerkat9 (sharlene)
11. 2tmargarett (helen)
EUROPE
12. Scotland-bebopgirl (elizabeth)
14. Austria-sakuraxdreaming (giulia)
15. Germany – schneckiene (desiree)
16. Ireland-teacupfaery (jane)
17. Germany-blythegirl123 (teresa)
18. UK-issabellathecat (sarah)
19. Belgium-mustang_sally5 (ann)
20. Switzerland-bonita (olivia)
21. Sweden-katsparkles (katarina)
22. France-amloro16 (amelie)
23. Portugal-rita katita (rita)
24. Netherlands-piglet (annelies)
45. CO – (danuta)
USA
25. NY - zanalee (Zenzile)
26.Hawaii - wheatpennyjenn)
27. FL - tunibug (stacey)
28. CA - sparklefriday (steph)
29. Seattle - sassybead (sharon)
30. pittsburg-la dee dolly (deb)
31. ut – obsessivelystitching (caroline)
32. mi – bramlet6 (rebecca)
33. voodoolady (Maribel)
34. tx – cakewalkqueen (lauren)
35. il - unicornmine (christine)
36. nc – fairyflip (rachel)
37. Virginia – ive- ava111sk/dollypimp (iveta)
38. Florida – folksylove (rossi & dave)
39. Coeur d’alene – willowee – sandey ebbet
40. Colorado – Mskoach – (sarah)
41. New York – threedancingmagpies (kristen)
42. MD - quiltyblythe – (cara)
43. Ohio –just_biz (biz)
44. SC – sugarballoondolly -
46. NH – vivi..isbreathing (vickie)
47. OH – Lucky Bells – (dana)
48. CA – skullmaiden (liseth)
49. WA – jessi.bryan (jessica)
50. CA – suzanneB1123 (suzanne)
51. AL – ahotcupoftea (tia)
52. FL – ladycrow (margie)
53. NC – daisyannesmile (jessica)
54. KY – pomme pomme (fae)
55. OH – blythetastic (becca)
57. CA – Amanda-ruth (amanda)
58. tn – shannontaylor (shannon)
56. MN – dastinkytwinz (Stephen)
59. FL - mestiisa (michele)
ASIA
13. Israel –rooms & kisses (elkie)
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Those were hella impressive wings!
My flash did something... funky. It created almost a spotlight effect (without the grid attachment).
Cosplayer: familyguyeastsa
For those tired of Mount Rainier, I apologize - since I shot from a location last week that really only afforded distant views of Mount Rainier, that's all I shot. However, since the light changed throughout my time there - daylight, sunset, twilight, and moonlit - I thought I'd just go with several interpretations back-to-back.
This was one of my earlier shots of the evening, nearly an hour before the sunset. The light was flat and not particularly interesting, but the lenticular cloud constantly changed shape and size and warranted some focus. Throughout the evening the lenticular cloud formation really consisted of two separate clouds - one forming right at the summit of Rainier, and the other floating above that. At this point the two took on very different shapes - the lower cloud not having the characteristic disk-shape at all, but rather seeming to show the turbulent high winds. The upper cloud, in contrast, striated into several separate layers - a very characteristic lenticular shape.
The black and white conversion was somewhat difficult as underlying color image is one of very muted blue tones throughout - pale blue sky, deep blue shadows. Focusing on a red-filtration the clouds popped out and developed some contrast, but throwing the foreground into a solid black silhouette - and uncharacteristic amount of negative space for me, but I think it works here. Regardless, it couldn't really be avoided if I'd wanted to - the reality was that there was simply no contrast there to begin with.
I may share one or two more Mount Rainier shots next, but will move onto other things again soon as well.
Nikon D90 | Nikon 105 Micro | f/8 | 1/320s | ISO200 | Handheld
Those nights.... ❤️ #night #nightlife #photograph #art #artwork #galaxy #stars #shootingstar #nightsky #universe #fairytale #pastel #yoprnt
and that's why we kick ass
emily, laura, molly, luci, jen,kat, jess
we totally raped american and catholic that night...
Those who expect moments of change to be comfortable and free of conflict have not learned their history. ~Joan Wallach Scott
It's July 20th, 1987. I had dropped off a Navy buddy in Chicago earlier in the day and with the amount of railfanning I was getting in, I had turned into a fair weather foamer.
So why I stopped at Rondout and climbed up on the North Shore embankment with my camera in the pouring rain is a mystery - I don't have a shot of the head end and didn't know these were on the rear of this southbound freight.
Not sure where these units were going - there were 6 to 8 GATX SD40's, all ex MP, renumbered into 5000 series numbers & spaced with IC 50' boxes.
Capturing history in the making made it all worth while, not to mention I got a bath & did my laundry in one shot (old fashioned multi-tasking?).
Those feet are not that simple! I spent the whole day studying it, oh... Only it's bones made the picture clear, those birds have three bones in each finger as we do. I'm so focused on a feet because it's better to give food to my specimen :) A mice or even a hare (they can catch it too)! It's important to understand the construction of it's feet before composing the final piece in watercolour. My bird need to have a good grip ;) Beak is also a subject to study well, you can see it's bare bone at the bottom right.
One of my favorites, such detail in the set... video cassette, disposable camera, and old-school film cartridge!
~ into a new world can be a little scary.
don't worry little one, you will be surrounded by love wherever you go.
we are so happy and excited to welcome this precious little girl to our household.
she is a winter special release person 17 and her name is cricket.
For those of you who aren't fighter pilots, here's a handy glossary for your reference:
Affirmative: Yes; also "Affirm","Firm" or "Roger"
Bugout: Let’s separate out of here; usually given with a direction - "Bugout {North, South, East, West".
Angels: Altitude expressed in thousands of feet. For example, "Angels 30" means an altitude of 30,000 feet.
No Joy: I don’t see the target.
Chicks: Friendly fighters.
Jumping In: A call to notify other simulator pilots that you are entering the mission.
Furball: A turning air combat engagement.
Winchester: Out of weapons.
Bingo: Running low on fuel. A plane with Bingo fuel has enough to get back to base safely, but not much more.
Three good Rockabilly sorts : Sandy , Natasha and Miss Bettie with the 54 Studebaker Commander .
GreazeFest
Brisbane
Well... for those of you who keep up with me by reading these little entries - I just wanted to let you know that after December 19, 2008 I will be, at least temporarily, joining the ranks of the unemployed.
For the last 23 months, I've worked for a contract house - that was one of the stipulations of taking the commercial shooting job at the tractor company. When the economy ended that assignment, I ended up back in IT for the tractor company, but now the economy has caught up to me there too.
My plan you ask? Would anyone like to buy this shot of ADM for $1,000,000? No. Well then we'll shift to Plan B. I'm going to take a little time to see what I can find and part of that will be exploring some different things photographically - to see what I can do there. My long term plan - to borrow from Doug Menuez's great essay - is to make a life - not just a living. Seems like a good time to start working on that.
My heart is okay - this is happening a little sooner then I planned - but that's life. Please stay tuned. Let the adventure begin.
$500,000? No? Rats.
... moved right out of the scene off to the left as I set up my shot. Darn
you, birds. You upset the balance!
One of those questions I frequently get asked is "How do you make such big builds" Well, I start small. Seriously. That's the answer. Break it down into smaller parts, and just work on them one by one.
But's let take this a step further. A while back I built a Daily Bugle MOC. It broke spectacularly before I could display it for the first time. I then began a rebuild, but it wasn't finished when it went on display, and I certainly wasn't happy with the result. So, this here is me planning out the third take on this MOC.
Now the first question is really "What am I building?" well, it's the Daily Bugle. I want it to be tall, have an interior, and really have lots of fun superhero action happening inside and out. There's a few details I want included, like the newsroom, a New York Diner on the lower floor, the Bugler here along, well, you've probaby seen the previous attempts (they're all in a shared album now) and the basics remain the same.
So, already the question itself answers a lot of how it'll come together. And then the next question is "How big will it be?" And I'm going use 2 48x48 baseplates underneath, this will fit neatly with roadplates in front. And I'll leave the back open, to give me the option of extending it further back later (for another 2 48x48s behind)
To simplify though, it's just a big minifig scale building.
And minifig scale buildings are one of the easiest things you can build.
Why? Because the geometry is simple, and it should have a smooth repeating pattern.
More than that. We know it should be a New York style building. I want it to have an Art Deco style (the bugler) and using "New York Art Deco Architecture" gives no shortage of good references.
That's worth saying again - Do your research. Look at what the real things look like, whatever it is you choose to build. Always do the research.
That done, it's time to start the building. That's what that facade there in the middle is. That'll be the basis for the entire exterior. Repeated to both left and right, and easily extended upwards.
Now, there are a few additional details that will be needed. How do the corners look? What about the main entrance? But that's it really. That's how you make a really big building. The key is really about keeping it simple and repeating.
Now, it probably is worth saying that the facade is chock full of details, notice the use of the stud shooter triggers? We're not skimping on how it looks. We're just keeping it restrained by using a limited colour palette and a repeating pattern - just like real nbuildings do.
Anyway, hope that demystifies it a bit. I'll drop more Work-In-Progress shots for this one so you can follow along and see behind the scenes, so stayed tuned.
And Play Well.
057/365
this is from the shoot where i took the portrait of Audrey and Sarah. the oth chica in this photo is Kaitlyn who is taking her own shots.
on break from disney. we went this morning and now we're home but going back after dinner. BOUTTA GO SWIMMIN' FOOLS.
i gotta slurpee. yumz.<3
i got some color today and i'm very happy about that.
ps, the title is from Grease. you know when Sandy and Danny are singing to their own little groups when they get back from break? if you've never seen the movie that's complete jibberish. im sorry XD
i wanna rent footloose & king kong (new edition) really bad
“It was rigged, I tell you,” said Fletcher of Lenfald. He had stopped at an inn in the market city of Ainesford, during his return north from the C.R.A.S.H. games, in which he had been a participant and bronze medalist in Archery. He was giving a colorful account of the Games to the common room.
“We were told to eat at a local restaurant by a fellow competitor, an Outlaw, I think.”
“Why those scoundrels were allowed to participate is beyond me,” said Adam, an Ainesford native.
“Anyway, nearly the entire Lenfel team got awful food poisoning from the vile place. It was a struggle to stand up, let alone shoot straight. Of course, I knew something was up, so I didn’t have the house special like everyone else. Thus I escaped the worst of it, though camel burger I had was bad enough. Did you know ground meat could be tough?”
“Well, that does explain a lot,” said Adam. “We were hearing wild rumors that Garhims were actually better than Lenfels at archery.”
“Well they have been practicing,” said Fletcher, “I’ll give them that. What I’m really wondering is who put that Outlaw up to it. Of course, the Games overseers never investigated it. I suspect the Loreesi, but they didn’t win either. Maybe they just couldn’t shoot well enough even with the competition out of the way.”
“Well, I reckon we’ll be happy to get even camel burgers in Lenfald soon. Those new tariffs are driving the price of food higher and higher,” said Adam.
“Bah,” said Fletcher, “I say forget them and their grain. We can eat venison out of the woods.”
“That’s fine for you,” said Adam, “but this city lives on Loreesi grain. Cityfolk can’t get to the woods to hunt, and meat doesn’t keep. Poor merchant families are already starting to starve.”
“Well if we need to import,” said Fletcher, “it should be done privately, without letting the puppet-king’s highway robbers levy the tariffs.”
“There are outlaw smugglers out East, but they charge nearly as much as the taxmen. Besides, the Loreesi have patrols hunting smugglers, with orders to kill on sight, or so I’ve heard.”
“We don’t need the Outlaws,” said Fletcher, seeing a chance to make a quick Draken and thwart Chartres at the same time. “We’re not bound by the puppet-king’s laws. And you said that the cities need grain the most. There has to be a way to bring it in right here, under their noses.”
“Excuse me,” said a man sitting at the table nearby. He was dressed in Southern style clothes and a white turban. “I couldn’t help but overhear what you were saying. My name is Hassan. I’m from South Ainesford, across the river, and I think I might be able to help you.”
“A Loreesi?” Fletcher said suspiciously. “Why would you want to help us?”
“Son,” Hassan said, “you aren’t the only ones whom that young fool Chartres has hurt. I’m a baker, and every day I bring bread across the bridge to sell in Ainesford. Now though, with the King’s Tariff on grain products, I can’t make a profit. It’s destroying my livelihood, and I’m not the only one either. Our farmers are forced to give away their grain for nearly nothing, while the Lenfels, happy to pay the old prices, starve.”
“It’s outrageous,” said Fletcher. “Now what do you propose?”
“Just this. I can buy grain in Loreos without suspicion, and more to the point, without taxes. My bakery is right on the riverfront, backed by an old dock frequented by fishermen.”
“Hmm, I see,” said Fletcher. “Do you have a place we could hide a riverboat for loading?”
“I have a celler which could be made to open the river, under the wharf,” said Hassan.
“Excellent,” said Fletcher. “Then we would just need a boat, and a place to land it on this side.”
“That wouldn’t be a problem,” said Adam. “Duke Meyrick, err, supports such entrepreneurship. If we landed a shipment of grain at the city docks, no questions would be asked.”
* * *
The conspiracy was assembled quickly. Adam recruited willing Lenfels, Fletcher obtained a small river boat, and Hassan stockpiled grain, purchasing in small amounts so as not to attract attention.
On a foggy night when the moon was new, the first boatload was brought across. Adam, Fletcher, and three other Lenfels brought the boat quietly across the river and slipped it under the docks. The conspirators had opened Hassan’s celler to the river, and Hassan’s son, a fisherman, had moored his boat and hung his nets to dry in front of the opening to hide it. The smugglers entered this hidden chamber, and docked. Fletcher kept his dirk and bow close to hand, but Hassan was trustworthy. They quickly loaded the boat with barrels of grain, then pushed off. With muffled paddles, they delivered their cargo directly to the Ainesford dock, where it was sold the next morning to be grateful citizens.
* * *
For the next several weeks this operation proceeded smoothly. Then one night, as Fletcher and his men were loading the boat, he saw Hassan enter, looking worried.
“My informant in the city guard has sent a message. They’re sending a squad of troops and they’re under orders to kill every smuggler they find. Someone’s tipped them off. ”
“Son of a used camel dealer!” Fletcher said. “We might be able to escape with the boat, but if they find our dock and all the grain in the bakery, you’ll be arrested for sure.”
“I doubt we could make it across. They’ve probably got a boat out there, watching.”
“Then we’ll have to fall back on the contingency plan. How much time do we have?”
“I give us ten minutes.”
* * *
Fletcher assembled their forces. He and another Lenfel had brought bows and arrows. Hassan had acquired an antiquated crossbow. One smuggler had a spear. Adam was in the Ainesford militia, and had a pike. Hassan had also contracted the services of a local thug, who, after a bag of silver and a free meal, had been found to be a secret Lenfel sympathizer. The smugglers donned disguises, so they would look like Outlaws. Most wore masks, Fletcher had a tattered black cloak, and Adam carried a Queen’s Dragon shield.
Everyone with weapons was soon in position, and the last smuggler was sent to finish loading the boat.
Soon the squad of Loreesi guards marched into sight, their way lit by flickering torchlight. They stopped at Hassan’s door and pounded on it.
“Open in the name of the King!” their captain commanded.
Hassan’s son appeared from the alleyway to the left of the shop.
“Are you looking for smugglers?” he said, gesturing towards him. “Back here.”
“Go with him,” the captain said, indicating two of his men.
They followed Hassan’s son through the alley, which was made even narrower by creates stacked along the wall. When they reached the dock behind the building, Fletcher and the other archer, crouching on the flat roof, stood and let fly arrows. Fletcher’s aim was deadly, even in the darkness, and one man dropped without a sound. The other soldier was hit, but cried out. Fletcher shot again. Hassan’s son began disposing of the evidence.
Hearing the cry, the three soldiers rushed the alleyway, and were as suddenly surrounded when two more smugglers leapt from hiding behind the building, and the scimitar-wielding thug charged across the street. Fletcher, Hassan, and the other archer each aimed their arrows at a soldier. While the Loreesi guards’ superior training might have prevailed against the men on the ground, they stood no chance against arrows from the rooftop, and had nowhere to run.
“Hold!” cried the guard captain. “Don’t shoot, and we will lay down our arms.”
“And then go for reinforcements?” Fletcher said. “I don’t take prisoners.”
“If you allow us to go free, I will not harm you. I will return and tell my commanding officer that we saw no signs of smuggling activity, and that we were attacked by men dressed as outlaws.”
“And why should we trust you?” Fletcher said.
“I am a man of honor,” the captain declared. “I will not break my word.” He laid down his weapon and his men did likewise. “You would shoot us in cold blood?”
Fletcher thought of his father. His arrow pointed at the lion on the man’s chest, and his bowstring quivered.
“No.” Fletcher slowly released the arrow and released tension on the bow. “If the Loreesi are men of honor, then I am too.” He signaled the smugglers to let the soldiers go.
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This is my entry for Lenfald's 24th Local Challenge.
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A build for Lands of Rowia, a LEGO castle group in which members create a character and then use Lego builds to tell their story in a shared LEGO castle world. LoR also features motivational contests and challenges. We are currently looking for new members, so come on over, pick a faction and join the fun!
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Comments and critique welcome.
This was a version of another image uploaded in comments a little while ago and a few of you preferred this one. Did some reediting and I agree.
Art Institute, Chicago
Model: Sarah Schultz
Please press L for this one.
Thank you
Those two sisters are on fire! First, let’s give Myrto Meletiou a warm welcome to the big Apple. Myrto is a singer, song writer and now Zumba Jamer – who performed on stage with Beto Perez (creator of Zumba) and Pitbull at the 2012 Orlando Zumba convention. She will be joining her sister, our own NYC star, Irena Meletiou for a master class on Saturday February 9th.
This is one Master Class that you cannot miss. The sisters have a spark and an infectious energy that will surely leave you drenched and smiling at the same time. They are guaranteed to bring the house down… NYC better watch out, Cyprus is in town and ready to party.
Myrto and Irena are taking over the Zumba world; be part of this experience on Saturday, February 9 from 2:30 – 4:00 pm @Studio TriBeCa on 355 Broadway (bet Franklin St and Leonard St).
I got a few shots of this friendly Robin who was more than happy to pose for a few frames.
Potteric Carr nature reserve, Doncaster.
"...didn't need no welfare state, everybody pulled their weight..."
Perhaps "All in the Family" was onto something.
*Another in the Detroit Series.