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This is my visual metaphor for my visual studies class at Ryerson(New Media). The metaphor is you are what you eat.
Tracks near the Ramapo River on the Port Jervis line after the storm. Melville wrote, "The path to my fixed purpose is laid with iron rails whereon my soul is grooved to run. Over unsounded gorges, through the rifled hearts of mountains, under torrents' beds, unerringly I rush! Naught's an obstacle, naught's an angle to the iron way!"
I took several other photos of this subject, all equally poor, so I'll let this one stand for them.
Metaphor:The Tree of Utah...yeeeaaahh...leave it to the Swedes to plant a huge object de art in the middle of no where...
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I am a size 16, and this shirt does stretch and isn't too tight on me. It is short, but I have a long torso. Looks really great with shorts.
One of my favorite glasses, a wonderfully heavy crystal on-the-rocks glass that was one of two left from a wedding gift set nearly 22 years ago. No one around here is fessing up to breaking it, so we're blaming the cats--and those wild parties they throw at night.
This image of a gearshaft and dashboard from a Lexus ad I saw last Tuesday may not actually qualify as a metaphor--I'm not sure there is any sub left to this text.
went to the beach with kester to try my hand at taking pics at people surfing, fail, but got some of people about to surf.
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Tunisie, Égypte, Libye...
Les jeux d'enfants sont parfois cruels... Mais alors que dire de ceux des adultes ?
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A line of Portable Privies separate the viewer from the capital beyond, a scene ripe for personal interpretation.