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Artist: Ric True
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Medium: Felt and Polyfil
Sizes: 8”x10”x1”
This artwork is part of Bear and Bird Gallery's "Stitch Wars" exhibition in Lauderhill, Florida. Exhibition runs July 18 - August 29, 2009, for more information visit our website www.bearandbird.com
Photo taken June 2019
Can anyone ID the other Writers?
MyKiE RiZzO just identified GS. CAYZ. NECKFACE and PLAYER TRUE. Thanks!!!!
"True Companion" by Marc Cohn. The song chosen by my daughter and her husband for their first dance at their wedding.
Saturday morning: Going for a stroll on the strand in Manhattan Beach. So much activity, so much to photograph.
At times I would step to the side, find a step, have a seat and photograph what was coming towards me. An observer of the Saturday morning frolics. A chipper Chihuahua was approaching with a bright orange vest. He was accompanied by three large boys and a large man with long hair. I did not beckon him, but he approached me on his own. I was seated near a bowl of water set out for dogs. He sniffed the water and was not interested. On the top ledge of the wall, was a container of dog biscuits. His owner offered him one, but no, not his brand. He refused it.
I assumed his owner was the long-haired friendly guy. A moment at the beach, where strangers come together and have a pleasant interchange.
As the dog came close to me I saw that his orange vest identified him as a Medical Alert Service Dog. How amazing. I have no idea which one of the four fellows he was servicing. It amazes me to think that this tiny creature is being of service to creatures that tower over him. This is a case of man and animal truly working together for the greater good. The dog is well cared for and loved. And he in turn, is serving his master in the highest form.
The beach is a dynamic neighborhood. At any given time, there is a wide array of activity going on. First there is everything to do with the water. Traditional Surfing, body surfing, boogie boarding, long boarding, swimming and wading. Then there is all the play that the beach affords one. Volleyball. Just for fun and more competitive, the tournaments. Sand castles, sun bathing, digging, reading, cooling off, eating, reading, doing nothing. The Strand has its own unique variety of activity. Walking, running, stroller pushing, bicycles of every sort, dog walking, sitting and observing. At some points, the next level would be the metered parking lots. People changing in and out of wet suits. Observing the water, recovering from surfing. Parking to unload a carful of paraphernalia for a day at the beach. Behind the Strand are the homes. From the balconies and tiny yards, more activity. Telescopes, people watching, partying, patio gardening, baby tending. Kids emerging with the Razors, scooting around, in and out of their houses.
It is a relatively small area, but a dynamic hub of activity. People are living in close proximity to each other. Cars and bikes and strollers, trash cans and beach chairs, all within view. Yet each resident has branded their space in a unique fashion. Flags, shells, plants, colors, all define the residents’ individuality. And with all this closeness, a certain amount of tolerance must ensue. A neighbor’s bright light shining in your window. A large car parked across from you in the alley, making coming and going very challenging. And the parties, conflicting music choices, dogs barking.
I did live at the beach once. While we had some good times, we had some challenging times as well.
The most difficult times was having my 1970 VW camper van stolen from our driveway on a hill. All the thief had to do was break in, release the brake, and let it roll down the hill to get it started. After 30 days the police recovered the car. Being without a car in Los Angeles for 30 days is not pleasant. The fellow who stole it was a ‘professional’ car thief. My car was his 29th conquest. He did body work on the van, burned out the VIN number with acid and blew up the engine. His girlfriend was a snitch and turned him in. I wonder if she is still alive. I had left library books in the van and he apparently left them in there too. The police called up the library to find out who the books were checked out to and lo and behold, my name popped up. He was clearly lacking in attention to details. I testified at his trial and he went to County jail for 18 months. I worked with his probation officer and received retribution money after the guy was sprung and got a ‘real job.’ My knight in shining armor, my husband, sprung for a replacement car, a VW bug, which lasted us many years. Not only did he buy it for me, but it did all the maintenance on it as well. I think the good outweighs the bad in this story. But I still remember that feeling of not finding my car in the morning. Occasionally when I space out at a parking lot, I will recall that feeling and go through next steps: Call the police, how to get a ride home, what am I going to do for wheels. Thankfully, that was the only car I lost or had stolen.
The other less than stellar experience at the beach had to do with our neighbors across the alley. They lived in a three-story house which faced a main street and our shared alley. They had a few teenage boys. One of their chores was to take out the trash. And they did, but not exactly in the method I would have preferred. Their method was to take the bag o’ trash, lean over the third floor balcony and drop the bag in or around the trash can, mostly around. At the time I did not have much money and the thought of owning a home seemed beyond anything I could ever achieve. I thought we were living in a pretty high class neighborhood. Watching this lazy teen drop trash from the third story grossed me out. I think in the long run, it did encourage me to better myself and my living situation. We moved to a rental in a residential neighborhood where everyone seemed to manage your trash in a more orderly fashion. But it was not without its flaws either. Those flaws, however, were behind closed doors.
i love this boy with all my heart ..
He makes me feel so beautiful every single day,
He knows when im hurting ,
He knows how to fix me when im broken ..
He saved my lifee
One of the class with Dave and Dave assignments last week was "love" when I saw this heart that had been left on the beach I immediately thought of that assignment. Then I decided using this image taken with my handy dandy DSCM1 would be taking the easy way out.
Later I also wondered maybe could this be part of a sign seeing as I was walking the beach with an "old friend". We'll see about the latter statement as time passes. :)
So this is true love on the beach.
Had some fun redressing some of my dolls. Here are the results :)
LOVE this outfit from HauntCouture. I couldn't imagine it on any other doll
Auguste Rodin
France, 1840-1917
Eternal Spring, first modeled c. 1881-84, cast later
Bronze
Mr. and Mrs. Allan C. Balch Collection
A popular piece it has been cast many times both during his life and posthumously. Working with living artists I used to have a log of casts made, each bronze stamped with a number.
The rights to produce Rodin bronzes is owned and controlled by the French government through a contract they made with the artist during his life. I don’t know if they have a limit to three number of casts they will allow.
i haven't been posting pictures that i've been happy with for the past few days or so. but today i'm pretty satisfied with this shot. enjoy! :}
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Sunday's True Blood premiere answered at least one burning question: Is Lafayette alive? Answer: Yes! Nobody is more surprised by this turn of events than Nelsan Ellis, the actor who plays Lafayette.
As a fan of the Sookie Stackhouse novel series, on which Alan Ball based the vampire drama for HBO, Ellis knew that Lafayette, Merlotte's wisecracking cook — and part-time pornographer/drug dealer — is totally dunzo after Book 1. When he arrived on set for the finale episode's table read, he prepared himself for the end. "I thought, this was fun, time to look for the next gig," he says.
But then... what's this? That painted toenail in the car didn't belong to Lafayette after all! "'You know we're not going to kill you, right?'" Ellis remembers Ball telling him. "And I was like, 'Noooo...'" Ball told the actor that he decided to keep Lafayette in the cast after shooting a scene between Ellis and Rutina Wesley, who plays Lafayette's cousin, Tara, in the pilot episode. Ellis and Wesley have combustive chemistry for sure, which Ellis attributes to their long friendship. (They attended Juilliard together in the early '00s.)
So now that Lafayette has been spared, what's next for the flamboyant entrepreneur?
When we last saw him, he was chained up in a dungeon watching a fellow prisoner get disemboweled by a very cranky Eric, his vampire captor. Ellis reveals that, this season, Lafayette's fate will be inextricably tied with that of the vampires, but that their relationship won't always be quite as adversarial. "[Lafayette] stays with the vampires basically throughout the season," he says. "I guess how deep down the rabbit hole he goes with Eric is the biggest teaser I can give."
"Eric makes people beholden to him," says Ellis. "He did it to Sookie, and now he does force Lafayette to work for him to repay him for something he's done for him." Oh jeez, Lafayette isn't going to become a vampire, is he? Not any time soon, says Ellis. "I have a sneaking suspicion that, in the future, the vampires are going to learn to respect him and not mess with him," he says. "He's going to find a way to elevate his position with them. Lafayette is a survivor, so he's not going to stay in this scared state too long." Excellent!
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Massengutfrachter (Bulk Carrier)
Ex Name: CHANCY
Aufnahme: 2019-02-15
Baujahr: 2015 | DWT: 182000t | Breite: 45m
Recently finished a photo shoot paying tribute to Alabama Whitman (Patricia Arquette's character in the film True Romance), so here's the first shot from it! Hope you dig :)
Photo/©: Travis Haight Photography
Model/muah/wardrobe: Lauren Jewels
Today, morning when I was get out of my bed and sitting on a chair in my room, I saw 2 dot lights shining on my table. They are 2 batteries I replaced them from my antique film camera. They should be together like this for years. Who know it may be 20-30 years. Let me think that they will be together like this from the beginning to the end. I would throw away them in few days, they still together like this. This may be quite rare for human for the true friendship like these batteries.