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If flowers dream...it must be something like this when sunlight is so soft...
VanDusen Garden, Vancouver.
My flatmate has been playing Skyrim and it's been influencing my dreams more than his.
This one was so vivid I decided to try and articulate it with a comic. It's a great exercise in finding a narrative from a bunch of quite separate images.
(Oh, also, you don't ever have to answer the phone in Skyrim, I'm pretty sure that part was influenced by work.)
Number 1 in a set of three twinchies. Background collage includes crackle paints, tissue tape, stamping, German glass glitter, glimmer mists, gloss varnish, and red confetti. The central image is one-third of an art stamp colored with watercolor pencils. January 2012
Cause where you're going
I'll follow you, follow you
And what you're feeling
I'll feel for you, feel for you
And what you're hearing
I'm singing for you
And when you're sleeping
I'm dreaming your dreams
This is a dream shot. Mr. Pheasant posed so nicely for me and t8ter22. Couldn't believe it. Taken at Market Lake. There was a split second with the other pheasant where the sun hit it and we were blinded by a flash of copper! It was amazingly beautiful when the light reflected off those copper colored feathers.
Days are cold and so hectic lately.
And so for the last few days I woke up dreaming warm days, days next to the beloved sea~
(And find myself daydreaming of those long days, and even longer nights)
I took this picture while I was dreaming. Kidding. I was on a photoshoot job for a wedding and while running between pictures of the groomsmen and the bridesmaids I turned my head, stopped to take this one-shot for personal satisfaction and carried on with my job. I was really surprised at how it turned out.
Queria sair voando às vezes pra bem longe!
Foto feita no litoral de Mostardas/RS, próximo ao parque da Lagoa do Peixe num passeio com alguns amigos, em 2006.
Josh Wilkinson from Dream Awake. Taken at The Horseshoe, April 7th, 2009. www.myspace.com/DreamAwakeMusic
Celebrating The Dream
Black History Month With the Blues singer Roy Young.
Over 500 students sang and danced along with the international Soul and Blues singer Roy Young and his band at a program to celebrate Black History Month.
Throughout the performance, Roy demonstrated the deep connection between African- American music and the struggle for equal rights as illustrated during the Civil Rights Movement in the 1960s in the United States. He engaged with many of the students personally, and got them to understand how their lives are connected to this seminal moment in American history.
Jewish and Arab students from Lod, Ramla, Tel Aviv, Hura, Tel Sheva, Kseife, Shoham, Beer Sheva, Mazkeret Batya, Kfar Yona, Taibe, Abu Tlul and Jisser A-Zarka, many of them participants of the Embassy’s English Access Microscholarhsip program, gathered together to commemorate Black History Month, and to promote and celebrate the values of tolerance, respect and equal rights for all.
Born in the hills of Jamaica, Roy Young was attracted to Soul and Blues music at an early age. Residing in Israel, Roy and his band have cooperated with the U.S. Embassy for many years, using music to promote peace, tolerance and understanding between diverse communities living in Israel.
The project was implemented in partnership with Lod Municipality.
I had a dream, nightmare actually! I was driving when I saw a dump truck coming around the curve of an overpass on two wheels. I said to myself, “it’s going to go over the edge!” It did, and just a short distance from where I was in my vehicle. It landed upside down, the driver and a policeman (don’t ask me where he came from!) were trapped underneath.
I drove closer, staying out of the way of emergency personnel, camera in hand. I took pictures of the rescue efforts but I did it without the flash as I didn’t want to draw attention to myself. Unfortunately during one shot it fired. Two police officers came over and told me I couldn’t take pictures. One of them, a female officer, wanted to see my camera to see what I had been shooting; she was sure I had been taking unauthorized pictures of people. I told here there was nothing in that camera that was illegal.
She looked at my pictures, I’d been out shooting people that day, and handed my camera to someone else. She was talking to me and when I looked over my shoulder I saw my camera in a plastic bag with a big, red “evidence” sticker on it! I argued, stating there was nothing wrong with any of my pictures. She said it would be a month before I could get my camera back. I yelled at her, “I can’t wait that long, I live my life through my camera!” Another police officer came over and started poking me in the chest, telling me to shut up.
She wouldn’t budge, telling me I might or might not get it back. No matter what I said I couldn’t get my camera back. So I finally told her, “fine, keep it, I’ll just go out and buy a new camera right now!” So guess what camera I bought!
Aren’t dreams weird, and fun!
Celebrating The Dream
Black History Month With the Blues singer Roy Young.
Over 500 students sang and danced along with the international Soul and Blues singer Roy Young and his band at a program to celebrate Black History Month.
Throughout the performance, Roy demonstrated the deep connection between African- American music and the struggle for equal rights as illustrated during the Civil Rights Movement in the 1960s in the United States. He engaged with many of the students personally, and got them to understand how their lives are connected to this seminal moment in American history.
Jewish and Arab students from Lod, Ramla, Tel Aviv, Hura, Tel Sheva, Kseife, Shoham, Beer Sheva, Mazkeret Batya, Kfar Yona, Taibe, Abu Tlul and Jisser A-Zarka, many of them participants of the Embassy’s English Access Microscholarhsip program, gathered together to commemorate Black History Month, and to promote and celebrate the values of tolerance, respect and equal rights for all.
Born in the hills of Jamaica, Roy Young was attracted to Soul and Blues music at an early age. Residing in Israel, Roy and his band have cooperated with the U.S. Embassy for many years, using music to promote peace, tolerance and understanding between diverse communities living in Israel.
The project was implemented in partnership with Lod Municipality.
Just had a lot of brainstorming (Mid Term Exam is knocking at my doorsteps). Whenever an exam appears I end up doing something else other than studying, of course. Bought this 1.5v LED torch the other day. Thought why not give it a try today as I have loads of time... (!)
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Acts 2:14-36
14 But Peter, standing up with the eleven, lifted up his voice, and said unto them, Ye men of Judaea, and all ye that dwell at Jerusalem, be this known unto you, and hearken to my words: 15 For these are not drunken, as ye suppose, seeing it is but the third hour of the day. 16 But this is that which was spoken by the prophet Joel; 17 And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams: 18 And on my servants and on my handmaidens I will pour out in those days of my Spirit; and they shall prophesy: 19 And I will shew wonders in heaven above, and signs in the earth beneath; blood, and fire, and vapour of smoke: 20 The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before that great and notable day of the Lord come: 21 And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be saved. 22 Ye men of Israel, hear these words; Jesus of Nazareth, a man approved of God among you by miracles and wonders and signs, which God did by him in the midst of you, as ye yourselves also know: 23 Him, being delivered by the determinate counsel and foreknowledge of God, ye have taken, and by wicked hands have crucified and slain: 24 Whom God hath raised up, having loosed the pains of death: because it was not possible that he should be holden of it. 25 For David speaketh concerning him, I foresaw the Lord always before my face, for he is on my right hand, that I should not be moved: 26 Therefore did my heart rejoice, and my tongue was glad; moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope: 27 Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. 28 Thou hast made known to me the ways of life; thou shalt make me full of joy with thy countenance. 29 Men and brethren, let me freely speak unto you of the patriarch David, that he is both dead and buried, and his sepulchre is with us unto this day. 30 Therefore being a prophet, and knowing that God had sworn with an oath to him, that of the fruit of his loins, according to the flesh, he would raise up Christ to sit on his throne; 31 He seeing this before spake of the resurrection of Christ, that his soul was not left in hell, neither his flesh did see corruption. 32 This Jesus hath God raised up, whereof we all are witnesses. 33 Therefore being by the right hand of God exalted, and having received of the Father the promise of the Holy Ghost, he hath shed forth this, which ye now see and hear. 34 For David is not ascended into the heavens: but he saith himself, The LORD said unto my Lord, Sit thou on my right hand, 35 Until I make thy foes thy footstool. 36 Therefore let all the house of Israel know assuredly, that God hath made that same Jesus, whom ye have crucified, both Lord and Christ.
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Soundtrack: Meadowlands
Words: Dave Sutton
On any square of the calendar, Angel Falls, the world’s highest uninterrupted waterfall, drew the eyes of hundreds. Deservingly so. But today it moved differently, vibrating like the strings of a harp—clouded, as if rethinking the pace of its own flow. One could say it had been interrupted.
Down below, the people reacted to the rumblings in far less harmony; a siren sounded, cueing most to flee. Still, from the bridge a small crowd looked on as darkness overtook the crest of the tallest mountain. Above it emerged the cause of this eclipse, something no person at that distance could quite define.
In a slow, mesmerizing descent, the structure carved across the countryside, denting sheets of land with ease. And with under a mile to go, and among the last inches of daylight, the silhouette finally took shape. A mast grew, and out from each opening of this incomprehensible vessel, arms dangled elongated and sinewy, their glow bouncing off Angel Falls and into the dusk.