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A Start to the day at Dee Why Beach on Sydney's Northern Beachers.

South of Market, San Francisco

I had gone by this for a week and couldn't figure out why I would need a photo of this. So I grab my D3X and Zeiss 85mm and did it kinda grows on you.

"I grow plants for many reasons:

to please my eye or to please my soul,

to challenge the elements or

to challenge my patience,

for novelty or for nostalgia,

but mostly for the joy in seeing them grow."

~David Hobson

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Saw this flowering vine while I was on my way to the University of the Philippines Diliman for my morning walk. The weak plant was creeping downward along a rough and unmaintained fence. I edited the photo to give it a dramatic story.

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Why Sermon Branding for south telegraph christian church.

 

Clockwise from bottom left:

Bulletin inside

Bulletin outside

Power point opener

Postcard mailer

Sermon web banner

Home page rotator

Power point for notes

Processed with VSCO with s3 preset

Note on postcards in Montepulciano, Tuscany, Italy

www.antoniovioli.com

Sheung Wan, Hong Kong

What is it about this city that has captured the imagination of so many people around the world? Or, better still, what is about this city that generates so much stubborn pride in the people connected to it? I think the two are linked through a singular thread. You see this city stands for something. It stands as a testament or a symbol of the blue collar work ethic. More than taking pride in our ethnic and cultural roots, Detroiters seem to take pride in their working class upbringing. We all understand that this is a working class community that changed the world. Through all of our conflict this working class bond unities us, like a family- albeit a dysfunctional one, at times. The working class in Detroit makes things- powerful and beautiful things.

 

I am the son of an autoworker; more than that I am the son of an autoworker who also held a second job running a small business pouring concrete. From an early age I learned the deep and intrinsic pride is being able to see the result of your labor at the end of the day. These days I am a middle- aged, middle- man making a living shuffling papers. I like my job, but it does not hold my imagination. How could it? Ask me at the end of the day if I did a good job and all I can do is shrug my shoulders and say, “I guess so.” But ask me if I did a good job 30 years ago and I will take you by a house with a driveway or porch still rock solid in place and I will tell you, “You bet I did a good job.” You can see this passion for making things throughout the city. It still defines us. You hear it our music and you and see it in one the most active creative communities in the country. It is our history and our future.

 

Why is a powerful world, and it seems that recently my mind is full of that word...

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These are my feet, and my bedroom wall haha. I was kinda bored, so i took this. I put like five million effects on it with the curve tool on picnik, and finnally decided on this :P

Im planning a photoshoot tommorrow and i have a good feeling about it :)

 

im back to school tommorrow :( :( :(

 

oh well....it was good while it lasted :)

.....when I'm pretty sure I wasn't

 

I was going to bin this shot....I was just mucking about with the camera....but I kind of like it although I don't know why!!

Why everything in Lucania looks like a Windows wallpaper?

 

Maybe Bill sent some guys from Redmond to collect images for desktops?

orange in the distance of the moon that is painted so the arrival of dawn

Captured the cattle around a old house near Bridger area, MT

Taken with a 24-50 mm Minolta lens.

I couldn't decide between the camellia, the magnolia, or some daisies. The Camellia? Why not.

Just Procreate. Framed with Pixlr.

Yes, I know...it's two dirty old Canadian Pacific "beaver" engines. Someday, though, you might regret not shooting them! Here's two on an empty ethanol heading westbound at Davis Junction, IL. Shot from the state route 251 bridge.

An Oriental Garden Lizard soaking up the sun.

Io non ho più parole.

"[...] sentirsi stranieri in patria. Sentirsi di troppo, occupanti di un suolo appartenente ad altri. Meglio non pensarci, meglio non starci a riflettere più di tanto.

Perché altrimenti come ci si potrebbe mai spiegare una simile disparità di trattamento riservato agli alluvionati di Messina del 2009 e a quelli di Liguria e Toscana di pochi giorni fa.

Un fatto antropologico, ancor prima che politico. Perché la disparità riguarda il Governo, certo, ma anche i media, la stampa, la sensibilità popolare da televoto. [...]"

  

www.tempostretto.it/news/stranieri-patria-giampilieri-div...

A raccoon I found in my backyard when I woke up. :)

 

I know he's not really sad but he kind of looks like he is, doesn't he? ;)

 

I tried uploading a video of them to my YouTube but it didn't work. :(

Say hello to Pat.

 

Pat is a living Dublin legend, but you’ve never heard of him.

 

If you asked Dubliners to name the coolest icon around town chances are, the “Why Go Bald” neon installation at the start of George’s St would feature very high.

 

Very high.

 

Well Pat here is person responsible. Having just landed a job with Taylor Signs in the early ‘60s his second assignment was to design a suitable neon sign for the Universal Hair & Scalp Clinic.

 

And what a job he did. It’s stood the test of time and even when it fell into disrepair in the ‘90s a campaign was launched to get it restored.

 

So obviously when I got to meet him I had to ask the question, “Why no question mark?!”

 

“We regarded 'why go bald' as a statement, an affirmation - in good old advertising terms (circa 1960s), we were not asking, we were asserting! “

 

“Probably wouldn't work today.”

 

Have a look at this RTE news report from 1999 when it was restored to its former glory. If you look closely you can even spot Pat in there.

If you ever wonder why the head and necks of Trumpeter Swans are dark instead of pure white, this is the reason. They often feed sub-surface on vegetation which is often in mucky areas. They were feeding like crazy in this spot with one swan near by on watch, while these four were feeding. There were two adults and their 3 cygnets. They originally had five, but two of them must not have made it. These were on our little lake.

Why is a small unincorporated rural community in Pima County, Arizona, United States. It lies near the western border of the Tohono O'Odham Indian Reservation and due north of Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument in Southern Arizona. It is approximately thirty miles north of the Mexican border where Lukeville, Arizona and Sonoita, Sonora, Mexico border each other, and ten miles south of Ajo, Arizona.

 

The population in Why at the 2000 census was approximately 113.

 

The unusual name of the town comes from the fact that the two major highways, State Routes 85 and 86, originally intersected in a Y-intersection. At the time of its naming, Arizona law required all city names to have at least three letters, so the town's founders named the town "Why" as opposed to simply calling it "Y." The Arizona Department of Transportation (ADOT) later removed the old Y-intersection for traffic safety reasons and built the two highways in a conventional T-intersection south of the original intersection.

 

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Why,_Arizona

Because if you don't you'll get SUCH a smiting!

Why do you always do this to me?

Why couldn't you just see it through me?

Lips sigh out soft wonder, moist on scarves and windowpanes.

Wonder why,

if hands wander,

why not?

Wander down to each other and link like hearts sync beats.

Wonder why, if lips long, why not?

I am an island here

Surrounded by your warm and deep blood-water pulsing in surge over my skin.

Am I not your girl?

 

01/02/2009

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