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Original photograph (not by me ) was exhibited in BIF-IV.....my snap is the reflection on it .....i blv ..the main picture (framed)
is much more wonderful
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Explore - February 27, 2009 - #20
More from Gatorland - sorry ....
Perhaps it is my scientific background, but, to me, one of the biggest joys of photography is learning about my subjects, particularly the wonders of nature. I really knew zip about birds until relocating here to Central Florida, and have discovered it is a fascinating subject. Until this trip to Gatorland, I was clueless about their mating rituals and find these feather displays a marvel. But what really intrigues me is the way the color changes around the bird's eyes at this time. The great whites have a stunningly greenish color and these snowy egrets have the red you see here. Recognizing this just leads to more questions, such as how keen is their eyesight and are they ever color blind - just kidding!! A Feathery Friday bit of humor :-)
Happy Friday y'all and have a super-superb week-end!!
[B.G] New group gift Scared Pose Series
Bubble Gum Store & Dark Agony, Lorrey (31, 47, 3500) - Adulto
Pvt. Patterson
Date: June 8, 1944
Location: 10 miles into France
Time: 1500 hours
Zing* zing* zing*. Thump*
"Move! Move! Get your lazy asses outta here!"
I followed behind my fellow soldiers, as they pushed forward to the edge of the German-held town.
Pa pa pa pa pa pa*
MG fired cracked the air, a soldier up ahead was riddled with bullets. As the rest of us ran past, I looked at the fallen soldier. He was young, maybe 19, with black hair and empty brown eyes. I felt a shiver down my spine, like death had touched my neck. Sargent Adams was up front, he turned and yelled :
"B platoon to the left, C platoon to the ri-".
Boom*
The krauts through a potato masher and it hit the ground to the right of his feet.... and exploded. His limp body flying upward was the most ghoulish image ive ever seen. Everyone scrambled for cover. He hit the ground with a thud. The medic got to him within a second. He yelled for someone to help. My mind was fuzzy, I didn't know what I was doing, so I said: "I'm coming!" I ran up and knelt down beside the two, the medic told me to lay on his chest, between his legs and his head. I was also told to come him down, even though he was slipping in and out of conciousness. The medic began his craft, I turned my head to look and I see it. Sarg's right foot was missing, both legs severely wounded, and a slimy worm looking thing coming out of his lower stomach area. It was his large intestine. The medic grabbed it and began to twist it and try to fix the situation. I didn't think he could do much, he was torn open. But I gagged, I almost threw up. The scene was gruesome, but the medic kept his composure. I just laid there staring, and praying for Sarg. Hoping he would make it.
He didn't.....
Take your mind back, I don't know when
Some time when it always seemed to be just us and them
Girls that wore pink, and boys that wore blue
Boys that always grew up better men than me and you
What's a man now, what's a man mean
Is he rough or is he rugged, is he cultural and clean
Now it's all changed, it's got to change more
'Cause we think it's getting better but nobody's really sure
And so it goes, go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are
Oh, oh...
See the nice boys, dancing in pairs
Golden earring, golden tan, blow wave in their hair
Sure they're all straight, straight as a line
All the gays are macho, can't you see their leather shine
You don't want to sound dumb, don't want to offend
So don't call me a faggot, not unless you are a friend
Then if you're tall and handsome and strong
You can wear the uniform and I could play along
Time to get scared, time to change plan
Don't know how to treat a lady, don't know how to be a man
Time to admit what you call defeat
'Cause there's women running past you now and you just drag your feet
Man makes a gun, man goes to war
Man can kill and man can drink and man can take a whore
Kill all the blacks, kill all the reds
And if there's war between the sexes then there'll be no people left
I'm not scared really its just that I don't know this neighborhood very well and have heard it might have a bit of a bad reputation...
But as you can see I have poked my tongue out to it all and hurried on my way wearing my latest EXCLUSIVE street outfit from ~YoUnique Couture~ Carlies Capsual~ which I might tell you is the main and sister outfit to the top I wore in the last picture...
If this is your vibe the you will be able to find it at the ~Pandora Fair ~on from the 19th of this month until the 10th of June.
Color choices include pink, green purple and nude to name a few for you, this also fits most bodies but as your aware there is a demo for you to try if your unsure..
A couple more days and you can browse to your hearts content at the Pandora Fair....
Well made it to my destination unscathed phew!!!
Happy Thought until next time
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The Skinnery Skins Isla
No Match Hair No Lie
Legacy Body Tweaked by me
Lelutka Head Fleur
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DIESEL Boots
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Date: 6/25/14
Camera: SLT-A99V
Exposure: ¹⁄₂₅ sec at f/1.8, ISO 1600
Lens: 135mm F1.8 ZA
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I will always remember this pheasant I met at the end of a morning when I had heard the shots of the hunters.
He was scared and in the photo there is all the fear. Nearby he threw himself safely into thick vegetation.
I wished, good luck !
Occhi impauriti
Ricorderò per sempre questo fagiano incontrato al termine di una mattina, in cui avevo sentito gli spari dei cacciatori.
Era spaventato e nella foto c'è tutta la sua paura. Lì vicino si é poi buttato in salvo dentro fitta vegetazione.
Gli ho augurato buona fortuna.
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One of River Etives many waterfalls with the scared side of Stob a'Ghlais Choire in the background. Glen Etive to the south side of the entrance to Glen Coe is a stunning Glen and a landscape photographers delight.
A quick pause during this session allowing a wedding photographer to capture the lucky couple on their wedding shoot on the rock in the middle of this image added some entertaining light relief.
Phillip has a tiny mouth and a tiny throat. He often chokes on the sprinkles from his favorite animal cookies and since no one would take them out, one by one for him, he took it into his own paws.
Date: 6/25/14
Camera: SLT-A99V
Exposure: ¹⁄₁₅ sec at f/1.8, ISO 800
Lens: 135mm F1.8 ZA
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No Use Without Written Permission.
This was my first shoot with Brit - she is a photographer's dream - tall, freckled redhead with long hair, curvy, with a great smile and attitude. Brit was nervous at first but quickly relaxed. We ended up having a great shoot and we're already planning future shoots. I took these photos in a location we call "Mel's Dirty Alley" in Boise, Idaho in late September 2022.
IMGP7604.jpgIMGP7620.jpgIMGP7623-2.jpg‘ “Scared BoBo” was a legendary creature in the Underland.
Elders said that BoBo was an extremely timid creature. Any moves and sounds would scare it.
It was a master of camouflage. Usually, it stood quietly against wall, looking just like a settee, but when being scared, it could run away in a astonishing speed with its long legs.
Nowadays, few people had seen BoBo with their own eyes. Some even believed that it had already been extinct. But rumor said if lucky enough, you might find one in the Queen’s palace.’
Just kidding. XD
Scared BoBo is a settee inspired by my own timid cat BoBo. When BoBo got scared, he would jump up like a spring with his legs strengthened and back arched, that finally became the unique shape of the long legs and the arch front of the settee.
To me, this settee is not just a settee. During the creation, I felt that by making a BoBo inspired settee, I made BoBo immortal. One day BoBo and our beloved pets will leave us, which makes me feel so sad. (My dog, ‘Huang Tou’ means yellow head in Chinese, passed away on June 4 this year, I still miss him so much.) I think with the settee, BoBo’s story, our story will be continued even after our death. Just imagine some time in the future, a collector will introduce the story behind this settee to his/her visitors, ’Once there was a timid cat called BoBo...’. And I feel that every time the name ‘BoBo’ came out from another person, (it’s not a usual name for a settee :P), it enhances the little trace of our existence in the world.
Every edition of BoBo is limited.
The first edition, golden brown + blue is available for pre-order. It is limited up to 5.
The frame is made of resin, painted by hand. The cushions is made of polyurethane foam wrapped with silk brocade.
size: 29*13.5*28.4cm (L*W*H) Height of seat: 16cm
BoBo was designed, molded, cast, sanded, painted, fabricated by me. Every single piece is handmade by myself.
Visit my website for more information.
