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The Broken West play XX Merge, July 23, 2009; Cat's Cradle, Carrboro, NC. Taken with my Pentax K-1000 with Tri-X 400 film. This guy, Ross, went to every show at the festival-- he seemed to really love music, which made me really happy. His band is freaking awesome.
Broken Social Scene perform at Raleigh City Plaza in Raleigh, NC as part of the Hopscotch Music Festival on 9/10/10. Shot for PopMatters.
For Obscura Day, it was a trip to Fermilab, the geek Mecca in Batavia, Illinois.
Broken Symmetry, on the Pine Street Entrance. It's a three-span arch, painted black on one side and orange on the other.
Fermilab has decided to ban photography groups from taking tours. To quote Katie Yurkewicz, the Fermi PR person
"Our tour program is not designed to accommodate groups whose primary interest is photography. We are not resourced to be able to regularly guide such tours safely."
View down Lexington Avenue toward 41st Street, near Grand Central Station, approximately 6:45pm Wednesday June 18.
I was taking this photo and a large stick from a tree overhead came down and hit the big mushroom, breaking the side off ...and hitting me in the head as well! This is just after... I liked the look of the little shroom under...
near glaciers you often find stones which are just broken apart by water getting into them which then freezes during the winter. they always look like a nearly solved puzzle.
Broken Social Scene @ Camden Barfly, London.
29 November 2005
Here's a quick upload to give a taste of the rest of my Broken Social Scene photos. (coming soon)
it was a tough one, let's just say flowers factored into it! ;~)) and I felt a little sorry for her!
"Redd Knee" Alex Ketterer (drums, vocal).
Broken Bridge @ Music City Tour, le Bouffon de la Taverne, Genève, Switzerland, 01.03.2018.
(c) Christophe Losberger - www.daily-rock.com
The tip has broken off these scissors. No-one will acknowledge responsibility, of course. But there are only three of us, and I know it wasn't me. *Looks around suspiciously *
Aquarel on heavy aquarel paper, 36x48cm
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really bad quality. broken rib. june 2010.
taken 2 weeks after impact, cause it literally took me that long to realize i had a rib sticking out of my back...how i managed to go two weeks without realizing this i don't know..
never noticed how cool the inside of these things are
B for my letter game :)
I saw sooo many b's today!
-a baby
-bricks (an infinite amount might I add haha)
-a bee
-bikes
-buttons
etc etc. :D
I dropped my camera on pavement at South Bank. The lens barrel is cracked but all works fine. Methinx it'd probably be if I hadn't had this polarizing filter on.
A broken Robin egg on the sidewalk in front of my house. I had been looking for the right shot for the "Camera Touches the Ground" assignment on DPTWC. When I saw this I knew it was what I wanted. Unfortunately in hindsight I feel I should have used a larger depth of field.
This fire hydrant was was somehow broken (or left open) near Haymarket Station. The stream of water was directed at the rear tire of the orange crane, from which it ricocheted onto the road and every car and bus that came by.
The camp host at Calf Creek told us about Broken Bow arch. The drive out there is an ordeal. High clearance vehicle needed for sure. About an hour of constant wash-board. The hike is three miles to the arch, following cairns and the creek bed. Pictures of the arch just don't do it any justice at all. You are following the trail, turn a corner and this massive arch suddenly appears out of nowhere. In the pictures, you can't tell the size except in a few you can see a tiny person (either myself or my husband) underneath. As the creek cuts under the arch, there is a washout created where you can camp under the overhang on the shores of the creek. We were the third and fourth people there the entire week. The trail was so clean. The only signs of humans were cairns and foot prints. Save water for the hike out. The last little bit (and the first, but you're fresh then) has no shade and the last few yards, you have to scramble up loose sand to the trail head.
"When we come close to those things that break us down, we touch those things that also break us open. And in that breaking open, we uncover our true nature." Wayne Muller
I am healing.