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Five Hawk fast- jets catch the afternoon sun.

Laghi Gemelli, 1960 m

  

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I changed my outfit and now I seem to be a little Pippi (Longstocking/Langstrumpf) with a Rasta haircut (dreadlocks) ... it's really fun ...

 

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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.

 

Previously unpublished shot captured in May 2018. I was shooting street with a friend in the city as a massive Scottish Independence march passed through. Naturally I had to dive into the middle of it to photograph some of the characters. Enjoy!

None of my work is Ai assisted and is copyright Rg Sanders aka Ronald George Sanders.

Smile on Saturday theme: Hair Styles

black and white on canvas

Happy Bokeh Wednesday

 

Thank you for taken your time to visit me, comments or faves are always much appreciated!

Lister freeze Toulouse 2019

Clivia miniata.Also known as Natal lily,bush lily,or Kaffir lily.It's a flowering plant that's native insaneinsanexhydy South Africa and Swaziland.It's popular also in certain suburbs of Australia and also as a house plant China,Japan and the US en.m.wikipedia.org/za

Rokowiki/C livia_miniata

Taken at Sunny‘s Photo Studio

„Beach vibes“

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10cc - "Dreadlock holiday"

www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUNTk5xsxk4

 

I was walkin′ down the street

Concentratin' on truckin′ right

I heard a dark voice beside of me

And I looked round in a state of fright

I saw four faces one mad

A brother from the gutter

They looked me up and down a bit

And turned to each other

 

I say

I don't like cricket oh no

I love it

I don't like cricket no no

I love it

Don′t you walk thru′ my words

You got to show some respect

Don't you walk thru′ my words

'Cause you ain′t heard me out yet.

  

Well he looked down at my silver chain

He said I'll give you one dollar

I said you′ve got to be jokin' man

It was a present from me mother

He said I like it I want it

I'll take it off your hands

And you′ll be sorry you crossed me

You′d better understand that you're alone

A long way from home.

 

And I say

I don′t like reggae no no

I love it

I don't like reggae

I love it

Don′t you cramp me style

Don't you queer me pitch

Don′t you walk thru' my words

'Cause you ain′t heard me out yet.

 

I hurried back to the swimming pool

Sinkin′ Pena Calarda

I heard a dark voice beside me say

Would you like something harder

She said I've got it you want it

My harvest is the best

And it you try it you′ll like it

And whollow in a Dreadlock Holyday.

 

And I say

Don't like Jamaica oh no

I love her

Don′t like Jamaica oh no

I love her oh yea

Don't you walk thru′ her words

You got to show some respect

Don't you walk thru' her words

′Cause you ain′t heard her out yet.

 

I don't like cricket

I love it Dreadlock Holiday

I don′t like reggae

I love it Dreadlock Holiday

Don't like Jamaica

I love her Dreadlock Holiday.

Skyrim

 

-Reshade 4.6.0

-SnapDragonPrime 5.0 ENB

-Console Commands (Time Stop, FOV, No Clip)

"Dreadlocks" veut dire, approximativement, "mèches qui font peur". Peur à qui ? Déjà aux coiffeurs. Le mien leur reproche leur côté salissant.

 

Le rasta n'en a cure. En tout cas, qui dit "rasta" dit "dreadlocks". Et vice-versa. Pour quelle raison ?

Le premier des rastas, Marcus Garvey avait le cheveu court. Dans les années 20, c'était un prêcheur qui prônait dans le quartier noir de Harlem à New York le retour en Éthiopie, où régnait celui qui, pour lui, était le dieu vivant qui mènera le dernier combat contre le mal : l'empereur Ras Tafari, plus connu sous le nom de Haïlé Sélassié. A l'époque, pas de look rasta. Sur ses photos, Marcus Garvey pose en uniforme d'opérette avec un bicorne.

 

Il faudra attendre que le mouvement se développe en Jamaïque dans les années 40 pour voir surgir les premiers rastas : des rebelles des montagnes qui ont décidé que l'herbe était le seul Saint Sacrement. Ils vivent en communauté, finissent par s'inventer une vraie religion, inspirée de la Bible. C'est dans le livre des Nombres (6.5) qu'ils dénichent une phrase qui prescrit le port du cheveu long, non peigné, en crinière de lion : "Aussi longtemps que le voué à Dieu sera consacré par son vœu, le rasoir ne passera pas par sa tête ; jusqu'à ce que se soit écoulé le temps pour lequel il s'est voué à Dieu, il sera consacré et laissera croître librement sa chevelure."

  

"Aucun objet tranchant n'approchera la tête du juste" ... qu'en pensez-vous les artistes ?

I feel so different without wearing my eyeliner. I guess I did get attached to it a bit. But I don't miss it that much.

Don't like Jamaica, I love her

So here it is .... the evolution of my dreads over the last 3 years. It is still amazing to me, looking at what the end result was on Day 1 (which actually took 2x12 hour days). I can't wait to see what they look like at year 4, 5, 6, .... 15??? I'm really enjoying the journey.

I'm leaving them up for a bit until the roots look a bit better. I hate the bald spots right now, but I was told they will fuz up a bit and cover nicely. We did thick and thin dreads and left the front fringe undreaded and wispy. Love them!

 

Update: Just washed them in hot water and a little watered down dish soap to get the wax out. They feel SO much better and look SO much better! Little fuzzy, but I like them this way!

www.dreadhats.com has dreadlock hats that are trendy and chic looking. Not your average rasta hat store

i'm doing my best with this horrible editing program :[

Cyber Gothic Dreadlocks in Pink and Purple

I loved this one so much, I got a white and black matching one.

Armanath Yatra June 2011

Pilgrims on their way to the ice cave at Armanath, near Chandinwari Valley in Kashmir.

es así,

el tiempo pasa

y el pasado cortamos

lo dejamos atrás

pero nunca de raiz,

son nuestros

origenes.

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