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Kunstenaar Zoro Feigl
uitv: László Vákár Movares
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Echo Boomer - 07.05.2025 - Jazzit Musik Club Salzburg
www.jazzfoto.at/konzertfotos25/echo-boomer/Index.htm
Besetzung:
Astrid Wiesinger: reeds;
Beate Wiesinger: bass, voice, composition;
Clemens Sainitzer: cello;
Florian Sighartner: violin, flute;
Philipp Jagschitz: keys;
Michal Wierzgon: drums;
Playlist Song : Echo Beach - Van der Kill (Martha and the Muffins Cover)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sP2q_v52404
I know it's out of fashion
And a trifle uncool
But I can't help it
I'm a romantic fool
It's a habit of mine
To watch the sun go down
On Echo beach, I watch the sun go down
From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day
On a silent summer evening
The sky's alive with light
Building in the distance
Surrealistic sight
On Echo Beach
Waves make the only sound
On Echo Beach
There's not a soul around
From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day
Echo Beach
Far away in time
Echo Beach
Far away in time
Done with the 100mmF2.8L at ISO1600 and 1/250sec at Groede beach in the Netherlands at sunset.
Made up of Lotta Jansdotter's Echo prints and some coordinating Kona and Essex solids. blogged here.
School days for kids and puppies as Echo attends her first puppy class tonight. Not sure if they'll allow owner to take pics....I'll probably just carry my point & shoot to be discreet and snap a few pics if allowed. It will be interesting to see how Echo does around other puppies. The first of many months of classes for her.
Trees are rapidly turning colors--it looks a lot like Fall these days.
Dog Days Training facility. www.dogdaysnw.com/
Outfit made for my friend Saiko Weiss​ and for her beautiful doll Echo! Photo by saikoxix.
The cloth: leatherette, Denim, Genuine Leather
Complex and high-quality outfits you can order in our studio NikaNika BJD shop www.etsy.com/ru/shop/NikaNikaBJDShop
Went on a photoshoot with a work associate and took pictures of this little guy and his big brother. This is Echo, he is a husky mixed with wolf and malamute.
Echo arrived here two years ago today. For her birthday I made her a new pair of pajama pants and a black cardigan so she could spend the day comfortably flopped in bed.
This cosplayer made me very happy. I'm big fan of two cosplay areas: third- or lower-tiered characters; and believable/realistic portrayals. I like the fact - an even encourage - that anyone can cosplay anyone else but taking it to a higher level just pleases me to no end. Echo was a Marvel character who had "photographic reflexes." If she saw it, she could copy it; a very useful skill when it came to hand-to-hand fighting.
More info on Echo can be found on Wikipedia.
From my old haunting grounds, Death Valley. One of my very first super-pano's sourced from the 5d mk II. Just dipped into my archives to take a break from all the painting and scanning. This is not the final form this image took, but it's still one I like very much. This is big country.
Footsteps of history echo through this corridor.
This photo was taken by a Kowa/SIX medium format film camera with a KOWA 1:3.5/55 lens using Kodak T-MAX 400 film, the negative scanned by an Epson Perfection V600 and digitally rendered with Photoshop.
With Echo Canyon's famous red rock cliffs forming the backdrop, a westbound mixed freight rolls right along toward Salt Lake City on the Union Pacific's Evanston Subdivision.
While cleaning up my hard drive, I've just stumbled upon a folder I'd created for photos I'd intended to post. Well, I never did! So, here are seven from that folder. I'll start with my good friend, Echo, the barred owl.
(Owls don't consider themselves to be anyone's friends!)
The Echo 24 apartment block on the junction at the southern end of Wearmouth Bridge. It's always busy here as this evening view during the rush hour is accentuated by the light trails of those making their way home.
I was fortunate to go with my wife Lorraine to the Liverpool International Horse Show on Friday especially to watch the Dressage to Music. It was fantastic as was the rest of the night. Therefore my thoughts are with those who were there on Sunday and lost so much. Thank heavens no one was seriously hurt and all horses were safe.
Yup, just a side view to show the backpack and the fin. The fin is not as bumpy as it appears. If you were to look at it in real life you wouldn't be able to see it. I'm not in denial it's the truth :P
Echo and Narcissus is an oil painting, created in 1903 by Pre-Raphaelite artist John William Waterhouse. The painting illustrate the poem Echo and Narcissus by Ovid.
Echo was a nymph. She was in love with Narcissus but he became so enamoured with his own reflection in a stream that he was fixated by the image, and Echo wasted away through unrequited love, all that remained was the 'echo' of her voice. To punish Narcissus he was transformed into a flower of the same name by the gods.
Roman poet Ovid as part of his monumental work Metamorphoses. It combines two ancient legends: Echo, the mountain-nymph, and Narcissus, a hunter who falls in love with his own reflection. This was the first time that the two legends had been told together.
This poem is in Book III of the Metamorphoses, and tells the story of a "talkative nymph" who "yet a chatterbox, had no other use of speech than she has now, that she could repeat only the last words out of many." She falls in love with Narcissus, whom she catches sight of when he is "chasing frightened deer into his nets." Eventually, after "burning with a closer flame," Echo's presence is revealed to Narcissus, who, after a comic yet tragic scene, rejects her love. Echo wastes away, until she "remains a voice" and "is heard by all." This is the explanation of the aural effect which was named after her.
Then, Narcissus "tired from both his enthusiasm for hunting and from the heat" rests by a spring, and whilst drinking, "a new thirst grows inside him" and he is "captivated by the image of the beauty he has seen" and falls deeply in love with "all the things for which he himself is admired." He then wastes away with love for himself, echoing the manner in which Echo did earlier on. A while later his body is gone, and in its place is a narcissus flower that came upon his actions.