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in a single flowing movement

 

Sorry I can't check so much these days as limited net access...will catch up next week!

Black Swan

Western Treatment Plant, VIC

I know the hood is open, and I hate that as much as most of you! But, this sweet red '69 Camaro SS/RS is a little more special with that 427ci mill sitting under it's pretty white striped hood, and probably a bit on the rare side too! Worth a shot?...I think so! I hope you'll agree!

cursive handwriting

for the macromondays theme of "obsolete"

Though this is not a shot from it, with yesterday came a deluge that was steady and ongoing, and it basically drowned us like rats. No damage or flood problems or anything, just copious amounts of water, giving us all soggy bottoms.

 

That being said, I was able to procure new drop shots once the sun poked its head out and shooed away the rain for an hour or so. Don't know how they turned out, but you'll find out later in the week. Stay tuned. Shackle yourselves to your computers and wait eagerly, is what I'm saying.

🎼 Melanie Martinez - Pity Party 🎼

 

"Did my invitations disappear?

Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter?

Tell me why the hell no one is here

Tell me what to do to make it all feel better

Maybe it's a cruel joke on me

Whatever, whatever

Just means there's way more cake for me

Forever, forever

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to

Cry if I want to (cry, cry, cry)

I'll cry until the candles burn down this place

I'll cry until my pity party's in flames

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to

Cry if I want to (cry, cry, cry)"

Pain or something like it, all the memories just as well forgotten...nothing matters because it's the time of year when the sun's down before we're fully awake, when the full moon hardly shows from behind the stars and the only thoughts worth having are thoughts that come just before sleep, making the pillow their grave and inviting dreams instead. We collect these dreams like dying stalks of wildflowers, brittle, lost, then gone forever.

For some reason this Rattlesnake Master stalk/leaves reminds me of writing in cursive.

I was going to re-do this with the writing in a different color, but the black is growing on me.

  

I've been playing a lot lately with light and lace, working on a mini semi-series for my photography class -- hence the many black and whites.

 

I'll be going to go back to colour soon, though. So hang in there!

 

facebook.

FILM

Did you guys miss these words on pictures as much as I did?

 

QUOTE FROM MY LIFE AS LIZ :D

 

first roll of film.

Newest Style Isaac has created

not an april fool's joke .....

I had a small glass jar of barbie-sized photo props that fell onto a blue lap quilt and when i looked, the shoe lace had formed itself into a cursive D-- how weird is that?..

really wished i could have used it for the macro mondays theme of trash but it's over the size parameters

NY #NYC #Graffiti #Landscape #NewYork #Brooklyn #StreetPhotography

Ink, skin, bed, window light (it's going to be Titian Sleuth week here on my Flickr site!).

The classic cursive neon font of the old neon Studio Theatre sign, created in 1950.

a brief refrain from the onslaught of sky rivers

green filtered borderless i-type 600 film shot on polaroid now

just a quick upload before i'm off to northern californiaaaaaaaaa tonight [:

 

anyway, i don't even like this picture

except i like what i wrote :P

 

and i really really really mean those words from the bottom of my heart <3

today was actually pretty awesome

then there was the talent show

i got to hang with claudia for a couple hours

 

hell yeah.

 

listen.

[174/365] Cursive.

 

When everything is leaning one way or the other, it makes it really hard to compose the picture.

In fact, this shot is perfectly leveled but everything else is cursive…

Toronto Airport.

cursive love. when they pull the plug on the internets. everyone will be illiterate!

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