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My old pal and I messing, trying out shots, and I came away with this image of his Gibson Les Paul which I like. I am drawn to the burnished colours partially, but primarily to the solid engineering excellence of it. I took the shot with the intention of a mono conversion which I did, and I like, but I couldn't deny those colours!
'we really need more Female Acoustic Poses!
Used the 'remove background' option and concocted something I like better. Fun project for these Covid days.
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A Fender Mustang takes in the view of Okanagan Lake and notices the colour to be very close to its own during a recent road trip.
My Daddy’s acoustic guitar from when he was about 14 years old. Makes the year of the guitar around 1937ish.
i saw him as i walked through the sun-drenched plaza — head low, guitar up, voice silent but somehow still loud. denim sleeve rolled, pattern shirt open like a story, his hands moving like they’d done this forever. he didn’t need an audience. he had his music.
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore dimly seen thro' the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash'd out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand,
Between their lov'd homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
In Memoriam, 9-11-2001.
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Гітара -- Ukrainian for Guitar. I figured that since I'm making an everyday familiar object look so foreign to the visual senses that I needed a foreign language to describe the set too.
More here in my set, "Гітара:"
www.flickr.com/photos/motorpsiclist/sets/72157630600730218/
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I grew up with his songs, he brought me to country music, he leads me to buy my first guitar and now in my older days I always listen to his songs and try to play it on one of my sixstrings.
So this picture is my very personal tribute to him.
about the movie: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walk_the_Line
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it is a rare coincidence that I can use a photo twice, but it also fits perfectly with a Sliders Sunday