So we got to the Dar concert over 2 hours early - hey, we needed good seats! We stopped at the CVS to get something to do while we waited, and as fate would have it, the new deck of Uno cards comes with 4 blank cards. Well, there were four of us, and now we have 4 precious cards signed by Dar. Yay!

The new Uno is apparently for illiterate people, as it has all pictures and no words. Wild, reverse, skip - they're all textless. What's up with that?

The Dragon Reborn

Original Picture HERE!

Textless version of the original cover for book three of The Wheel of Time, originally published in 1991.

This has always been my favorite of the original book covers painted by Darrell K. Sweet. My favorite despite the inaccuracies, and the rather terrible costume choices. For years I've wanted to build this (while fixing some of those inaccuracies.)

Rand's original outfit was nothing like what it is the book. At this point he was wearing simple clothing with a brown cloak.

Callandor shines with a white light and its blade is single-edged and slightly curved, unlike the straight blade in the painting.

Finally I removed Mat and Perrin, they are in completely different parts of the fortress at this point in the book, and overall I felt like they would have distracted from the main scene anyways.

Text version HERE!

"SIR: Poseyal : KNIGHT of the DESPOSYNI Pro User says:

seems he wears his love

on his arms

love is silver

love is gold

love in bone

love is uknown

love is the only reward...... all else is flesh and bone

i was fucked

much before

i could

fuck my luck

in her back yard

love is

pimping

for sympathy

without

a visiting card

not even your testes

from the vagaries

of fucked love

can you safeguard

falling in love

failing in love

all the way to the

graveyard

although

she deleted

me from her

fucked

consciousness

it hit me hard

she loves

an unpoetic guy

physical Adonis

mental retard

this was a

textless post

took me off guard

barefeet bard

hardcore shia

diehard

she once

called me

a frickin

shia thug

my soul

she scarred

my multi colored

arrogant hot

spicy india ass

she charred

blow cold

blow hard

for my street

humility

my pedestrian pathos

she had no regard

using third party

facebook

application

my fucked fate

she loved

to bombard

from the karmic

circle

of her white

supremacist circle

i was disbarred

she had taken a liking

for my best friend Bernard

a shadow boxer

who designs graphic

post cards

in a poets cemetery

on an unmarked grave

reads a sign

love is loves reward

here lies a fucked

cosmic poet

buzznet discard

his family jewels

on display and sale

in a junkyard

I have updated this post today 25 March 2010

Textless Red

by Janus

238,702 items / 2,007,996 views

This was shot many years back close to Wazirganj Lucknow I was with my mother in law Wassim Qazilbah, I could not give him a miss I stopped our cycle ricksha made my reluctant mother in law pose for him , she does not like street spectacles specially with a son in law who calls himself Shia Pandit and Shia Hindu ..and dresses and looks like one influenced sartorially by the Naga Babas of Junagadh Akhada.

And this was much before I became a Dam Madar Mang Ali Haq ..

The Jhaptat Street photographer was a humble kindly man and I have never forgotten him I still have the tiny picture he shot of me as keepsake memory..

There was a huge crowd as my brother in law shot these pictures and strangely I never went back to Lucknow ever again the city of my birth but not my karmic destination or karmic destiny..

Mumbai made me a Pucca Mumbaikar ..my genes my DNA firmly bound to Jai Maharashtra .. could never imagine ever living in any place but Mumbai...

And this was a textless post but inspired by the blog of fellow Indiblogger Umashankars Tented Image I added my two bits here ..

And most of my images need no text, they speak the silence of my visual poetry.. I have no mental blocks not as a blogger or a poet but never as a photo blogger .

I can confidently etch words at any given time make old pictures new bring them forward by changing the EXIF data as I have done here and add topicality to an old post.

And in all humility 238,702 items / 2,007,991 views is my bloggers long journey at Flickr.com that began on 10 June 2007..

Deepak Magic Eye another Indiblogger introduced me to Flickr in 2005 an account that I deleted soon after...we had met at Fotohing and Deepak is my oldest friend supporter guide on the internet..

My 4 year old grand daughter Marziya Shakir is net savvy, knows her blogs , and shoots like a Pro without intimidation from guys with beter cameras lenses and attitude too..she perhaps shoots silly pictures but they speak the language of wisdom and street sauciness .

The one year old blogger waiting in the wings street photographer Nerjis Asif Shakir shoots pictures like her sister Marziya Shakir, but she hits the shutter while I hold the Canon EOS 60D for her .

I tried to make her shoot with the Manfrotto tripod but the tripod in its normal state is taller than her and I hate to reach on tripods holding the camera with the strap around your neck ..is photography..

Nerjis Asif Shakir is a born street photographer ..with a cosmic eye that shoots pictures much faster than the Canon EOS 60D .

So sometimes reading another persons blog adds a continuity to his blogpost too..

Thank you Umashankar.