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Dawn Chorus
Robin Redbreast singing joyfully this morning when the sun finally came out for the first time in a month.
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Thank you .
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Rio Rhythmics Carnaval Parade
Brisbane
It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.” ― Rose Kennedy
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The grid’s favorite annual music and arts festival is back! Indie Teepee wants to share a handful of magical Midsummer Nights with you and yours!
Hop Hop Hop Crew
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Nikon F801S
50mm 1,8 AFD
TriX@1600
Scan Epson V370
Reproduction interdite
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In the 17th century a chorus was added to the eastern side of the mausoleum.
...Bass Point.
Toyo-View 45CF, Nikkor-W 180mm, Tiffen Y12 filter, Fomopan 100, Xtol(1:2)+Adonal(1:200)
Enjoy this vintage Flapper/Chorus Line Image I colored in!
More images on the new revamped Flapper CD!
one singular sensation/every little step she takes/one thrilling combination/every move that she makes.... adoro i musicals.
A gentle breeze lifts her laughter, mingling with sweet sap. Her hands guide the selection of the trellis.
Her green eyes, speckled with grape triangles, bright as spring vines. They work the sunlit rows where the grapes hang like coins.
She gathers baskets, emerald green shimmering in the light. Every glance she gives decides which vine she may accompany, a chorus of harvest, hands, heart, and soul united.
She smiles, and the vineyard is, grateful, warm, alive.
⁛ Where dreams touch the light, the soul awakens.
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chorus line with my tall sisters
we sing a happy song
dance and celebrate
kick up our heels
to the sounds of summer
her fragrance permeates our cellular being
boy, i missed my wig! so many beautiful landscapes to capture right now. this summer has been glorious so far and sunflowers just make me smile. can't wait to place myself in more beautiful, serene environments. hope you are enjoying your summer too.
Photo by Corey Lynn Tucker Photography
They have to find a better uniform :)
Oh, Gugu is playing piano! :D you can't see him but I can assure you, it's really Gugu
Bain News Service,, publisher.
Ukraine Chorus
[between ca. 1920 and ca. 1925]
1 negative : glass ; 5 x 7 in. or smaller.
Notes:
Photograph shows members of the Ukrainian National Chorus with conductor Alexander (Oleksander) Koshyts.
Title from data provided by the Bain News Service on the negative.
Forms part of: George Grantham Bain Collection (Library of Congress).
Format: Glass negatives.
Rights Info: No known restrictions on publication. For more information, see George Grantham Bain Collection - Rights and Restrictions Information www.loc.gov/rr/print/res/274_bain.html
Repository: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Washington, D.C. 20540 USA, hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.print
Part Of: Bain News Service photograph collection (DLC) 2005682517
General information about the George Grantham Bain Collection is available at hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.ggbain
Higher resolution image is available (Persistent URL): hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/ggbain.35036
Call Number: LC-B2- 5845-12
Mina has been a burlesque performer for years now, but what she really wants to see in the scene are more chorus girls! There's just something about a line of chorus girls wearing identical outfits singing and tap dancing in sync that makes her smile.
All Imriel could think about when she talked about it was a whole line of dancing Minas ♥ He liked the idea very much ;)
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Pullip Ddalgi wearing a swimsuit from pomme-pomme and collar from MissMilupka
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Every time i watch Bugsy Malone I go crazy for the chorus girls ♥ The rehearsals for the film were held in the city i live close to, but a couple of years before i was born. I would like to have been a fly on the wall for those auditions.
What looks like a high school chorus at a theme park. Date of Dec. 1980 stamped on back. Photo was found on eBay.
we are sane!
not insane!
and the chorus says
"it's all quite normal... la-la-la"
and the chorus says
"it's all quite normal... la-la-la"
the choruses...
are happy as they know no different way
except what they've been told today
("left! right! left! right!")
accepting their limited 'truth' and blankly humming
we are sane!
III) Dictator's Excuse Me
and we are not to blame
we must protect the claim
praise those who hold power
they shall save the last hour
using sacred science
they can stamp out defiance
wheee...!
File #2
"Technician, we want you to build a component
for each of our workers, to be with them always,
at all time watch closely, so we can keep track of
their actions, their interests, their morals, their time out.
Some musak to maim them, some fear to contain them.
Policy will judge, them brute forces degrade them.
Practical behaviour, the cleanser, the saviour.
A private vocation has no sense of nation.
The maintenance of power can be so fulfilling,
just as long as all the slaves are willing.
So this is an order:
we must curb thought disorder.
With a miniature transmitter
we can pavlov the litter
and train it to do as we tell it,
state surgeon, the seed plant
thought soon get a new slant.
So tiny a dogma idea turn to quagmire,
thrum-humming transistor a brain wave insistor,
closed circuit hypnosis an inbuilt psychosis,
not one self expression deliberate supression.
A cycle to squeeze out anyone who we doubt
will must be pliable to be reliable."
tuned into the media system
picture getting hard to see
how did you end up as a prisoner
when you were supposed to be free?
oh, wouldn't you like to know?
lebensraum for megalomania
endless song with one refrain
all eyes fixed upon the conductor
baton taps inside the brain...