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Life has been busy... never time for me... blah blah... only take photos for work now... blah
I am thankful that its Thanksgiving in just one more day!! Rest.... ahhhh....
"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.
"I don’t much care where--" said Alice.
"Then it doesn’t matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"--so long as I get SOMEWHERE," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh, you’re sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."
~A little life lesson from A.I.W.
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Keep Moving Street Lake Washington Boulevard. Photo by Jeanne Clark
My good friend Jainbow running back and forth doing one of her now legendary self timer photos whilst we were entertaining Sarah, Richard and Emily on their day out in Southsea the other day.
Another smiling stall keeper standing in the shade.
NAIDOC in the City, Hyde Park, Sydney, Australia (Monday 8 July 2013 @ 11:47am)
Texture courtesy of Skeletal Mess
Mascarpone-Enriched Chestnut "Agnolotti"
"Crème de Fontina d'Aosta," and shaved white truffles.
The French Laundry
Yountville, California
(December 9, 2012)
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© Matthew Burlem 2010: Shot and processed entirely on an iPhone.
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22 artists from seven countries present their interpretation of the exhibition's motto "Keep Smiling, Loser!" We're especially pleased to announce N8 VAN DYKE participations which marks his first exhibition in Germany.
For more info, visit www.urbanartcore.eu/keep-smiling-loser/
Colors on the street
Red, white, and blue
People shuffling their feet
People sleeping in their shoes
There's a warning sign in the road ahead
There's a lot of people saying we'd be better off dead
Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them
So I try Forget them any way I can
Keep on rocking in the free world..
I see a girl in the night
with a baby in her hands
Under an old street light
near a garbage can
Now she put her kid away, she's gone to get a hit
She hates her life, and what she's done with it
That's one more kid, that'll never go to school
Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool
keep on rocking in the free world..
There's a thousand points of light
For the homeless man
There's a kinder, gentler machine gun hand
There's department stores, and toilet paper
Styrofoam garbage for the Ozone layer
There's a man of the people, says people alive
Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive