We are traveling and now in Colorado spending time with our daughter and her family. I've been in & out of flickr and apologize for having trouble keeping up, but I do want to wish you all a very Happy New Year filled with wonderful new adventures! Thank you so much for your visits, kind comments, and continued support dear friends - you are what makes flickr so very special! ♥︎

Originally by Bob Seger but given a new angsty angle by James Hetfield and Metallica on their Garage Incorporated cover album (s).

A little convoluted maybe with a guitar pick and miniature JD’s but I had them around as my first attempt was ‘Whiskey in the Jar’.

But your thoughts will soon be wanderin'

The way they always do

When you're ridin' 16 hours

There's nothin' much to do

And you don't feel much like ridin'

You just wish the trip was through

Here I am, on the road again

There I am, up on the stage

There I go playin' the star again

There I go, turn the page

Later in the evenin'

As you lie awake in bed

With the echoes of the amplifiers

Ringin' in your head

You smoke the day's last cigarette

Rememberin' what she said

What she said

For this theme of "Crazy Still Life, There was to be a book, a flower, a candle, and something out of place. For some reason the crabapple blossomed for the Halloween/Day of the Dead so I was able to pick a flower for this shot, one candle, one illumination.

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© 2023 Helmuth Boeger - All rights reserved.

Speaking for artists; those of us on flickr as well as ALL artists, musicians, performers, athletes, etc I feel the lyrics in this Bob Seger song capsulate the frustrations, demands and pressures imposed on artists as their fans become overwhelming at times. Expecting or demanding more, more and more from the artist. Each new piece and performance has to be better, more spectacular – or else the artist or performer does not live up to “their” (the fans) expectations. It becomes exhausting and frankly depressing for the artist/performer. Never quite good enough……. These words in Bob Seger’s lyrics tell a story – a story of weariness and loneliness. Listen to music that none other than the great (but now old and fading into obscurity) Bob Seger sings as he grinds out this somewhat mournful story. He tells a story of which I can relate. Of which, I suspect many of us can relate. The music gradually fades, melting into the fields and hills and valleys until there is no more. No more sound. No more words - just a fading memory of what was. No more recognition – just a distant memory of what was and obscurity.

Frankly I doubt this artwork (which I spent hours and hours putting together) will receive no more than a passing glance………or worse yet, people will immediately be looking for something better, more entertaining from me. Well folks, I’m old and coming to the end of the line. I don’t know how much more……. or better is left in me.

BTW - How many of you know that Bob Seger was (is) a Michigan boy – raised in Ann Arbor, Michigan.

Turn The Page

On a long and lonesome highway

East of Omaha

You can listen to the engine

Moanin' out his one note song

You can think about the woman

Or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering

The way they always do

When you're ridin' sixteen hours

And there's nothin' much to do

And you don't feel much like ridin',

You just wish the trip was through

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

Well you walk into a restaurant,

Strung out from the road

And you feel the eyes upon you

As you're shakin' off the cold

You pretend it doesn't bother you

But you just want to explode

Most times you can't hear 'em talk,

Other times you can

All the same old cliches,

"Is that a woman or a man?"

And you always seem outnumbered,

You don't dare make a stand

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

Out there in the spotlight

You're a million miles away

Every ounce of energy

You try to give away

As the sweat pours out your body

Like the music that you play

Later in the evening

As you lie awake in bed

With the echoes from the amplifiers

Ringin' in your head

You smoke the day's last cigarette,

Rememberin' what she said

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

There I go

There I go

Lyrics and performed by Bob Seger 1972

Credit for the Spencer, Missouri gas station and stores

route66.mightythorproductions.com/route66-dad/?p=491

* Just for explanation sake, this artwork encompasses 57 different Photoshop Layers, 17 Channels (including the red, green, blue and the RGB composite channel and 13 paths in the Path layers. The composition incorporates 12 different digital photographic elements in composite. Being this was an “on again, off again” project, I would guess that I have about 60-70 hours work in this “thing”. Over the course of 2-3 weeks I turned on – turned off and dimmed, brightened so many lights, I cannot count. Oh, yes – the one light fixture on the Singlefinger Speed Shop is “off” on purpose……….. the light bulb burned out months ago and Elmer Singlefinger never got around to replacing it ;)

So anyway folks:

There I go

Turn the page

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

There I go

There I go

………………….. hope ya’all enjoy.

Here I go, turn the page - www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQW2Lq5pA5k

From a 5x7 inch wet plate collodion negative (on glass). Schneider Symmar lens used, close to wide open.

Old Workhorse developed with UVP copper developer 1:2 for 60 seconds.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fe7yOccqdxI

On a long and lonesome highway east of omaha

You can listen to the engines moaning out as one note song

You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do

When youre riding sixteen hours and theres nothing much to do

And you dont feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through

Here I am - on the road again

There I am - up on the stage

Here I go - playing star again

There I go - turn the page

So you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road

And you feel the eyes upon you, as youre shaking off the cold

You pretend it doesnt bother you, but you just want to explode

Yeah, most times you cant hear em talk, other times you can

All the same old clichs, is it woman? is it man?

And you always seem outnumbered, you dont dare make a stand

Make your stand

Here I am - on the road again

There I am - up on the stage

Here I go - playing star again

There I go - turn the page

Oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, youre a million miles away

Every ounce of energy you try to give away

As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play, yeah

Later in the evening, you lie awake in bed

With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head

You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said

What she said

He-ey

Yeah

And here I am - on the road again

There I am - up on a stage

Here I go - playing star again

There I go - turn the page

There I go - turn that page

There I go, yeah, yeah

There I go, yeah, yeah

There I go, yeah

There I go, yeah

There I go, oo-oo-ooh

There I go

And Im gone

Bob Seger

DO NOT use my pictures without my written permission, these images are under copyright. Contact me if you want to buy or use them. CarloAlessio77© All rights reserved

Looking forward to wrapping up 2017. Beautiful and frosty start around here...Happy New Year!

After a real long day, this is the best thing to do:

See photos from your last ride, play Amelie's track # 9 on your iPod, send Email for a leave and look forward to another beautiful morning riding into the sunrise :)

hung out to dry

PRESS L!

Fall 2018, Bologna, Italy

Please don't use this image on websites,

blogs or other media without explicit permission.

© All rights reserved

So much has happened in 2010, losing my dad was the biggest part! Although I will never forgot him, it comes a time when you have to move forward and hope for the future. We have a fresh start in 2011. For me, it's a time to remember yet continue to turn the page. Love you dad ~ Thomas Jefferson Harvin

Thanks to my good buddy Reggie Pryor for the title.

Arriving to Vancouver International Airport

.

(sound track added in editing)

Metallica - Turn the Page

Well those drifter days are past me now

I've got so much more to think about

Deadlines and commitments

What to leave in, whar to leave out

Against the wind

Bom fim de semana pra todos, vou ali e volto...

Beijo de sábado depois de dormir muuuitas horas ;o)***

Looking forward to wrapping up 2017. Beautiful and frosty start around here...Happy New Year!

Later in the evening

As you lie awake in bed

With the echoes from the amplifiers

Ringin' in your head

You smoke the day's last cigarette,

Rememberin' what she said

Turn The Page - Bob Seger

232/365

Sorry i've been away so long, been working overtime to save up for getting my car fixed and have let things slip with my photography. Anyway i'm back now and have some ideas up my sleeve which i hope to get done soon all things willing. Going to spend today outside though as it's very sunny and i'm sure this is the last few days of summer trying to hold on so i don't want to miss it!

Enjoy your weekend guys ill check up with you soon! :)

Forever on Thanksgiving Day,

the heart will find the pathway home.

... Wilbur D. Nesbit

---Ney---------Storm--------Orph-------Fire-----------Elwood-----------

This is the short story of a peculiar little green amphibian that dreamed of fly/ing.

A frog that decided to take a journey to see what was in/side the fishbowl, what might be out/side of it and, to find that which might be in between.

Now, you can turn the page when you hear the sound of water drops drip drop dripping...

This bench happens to sit on the front porch of the Turn The Page book store in Boonsboro, MD. This book store is owned by Nora Robert's husband and has a whole room devoted to Nora's books. Boonsboro is a quaint little town and definitely has a lot to offer to a photographer.

www.flickr.com/photos/emoryminnick/

Life is a book. Each day is a page in this book. Your life, the joy and sadness, recorded till the story ends. Tears fall like rain and Love you can't give it away.

Monthly Scavenger Hunt: September 2012: 8. Turn

Taken for our daily challenge: May 4: song lyrics

One of the best songs ever! www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fe7yOccqdxI

Come visit www.Followyourheartblog.blogspot.com and read more about what was the motivation behind "Turn the page"

Turn the Page - Happy New year!

Strobist Info:

SB-600 from left @ 1/64 reflected from a black/white umbrella

Triggered by a SB-900, Nikon CLS

Kenneth Kinney (or Kinnly)

901 W 7th street

Hastings Minnesota

Phone 4302

This was on the inside cover of a book titled "The Lone Ranger's New Deputy" Copyright 1951. Written by Francis Hamilton "Fran" Striker (August 19, 1903 – September 4, 1962) Illustrated by Ted Shearer (November 1, 1919 – December 26, 1992)

Discovered by my wife and myself at Country Side Antique

Mall

Cannon Falls Minnesota

Saturday March 11th, 2023

There is so much to tell !

The First Aerial Travellers (detail)

Gracia Haby

artists' book

2011

The first aerial travellers is an artists book I have made especially for Louise and my piece for the group exhibition In Suspense (further details here). It features across the pages of a King Penguin book on ballooning (first published 1948), collages aplenty.

In Suspense

Thursday November 3rd – Saturday November 26th, 2011

Hand Held Gallery

Suite 18, Paramount Arcade, 108 Bourke Street, Melbourne (VIC)

Gallery opening hours

Tuesday–Saturday 12–5pm

Recent posted,

Loosen up, unwind, unbend, and take it easy.

My dear, don't worry my deer.

The Perils of Ballooning.

With my timid shadow close at heel...

An arrangement of connected parts.

"There comes a time when you have to chose between turning the page and closing the book." - Josh Jameson

Strobist:

Sunpak 5000AF in 30" octabox @ 1/4 camera right feathered away from subject

SB-800 with grid @ 1/8 pointing at background

Just some more playing around with one flash on camera. You read that right, one light, sb600 on camera............the rest you get to figure out. Including the 'emma' shots all this series is done one flash.

---Elwood---------Fire----Storm------Sala---------------Ney----------------

thanks to pareeerica for the snow storm

56/365

Quote by Anonymous

Today was a busy day.

In the morning, I went to an orthopedic doctor about my knee. He confirmed that I have a torn MCL (medial collateral ligament) and is concerned that it is not healing faster. So, to rule out any other possible problems, I will need to have an MRI. Fun, fun.

Later, I went with my wife to pick the kids up at pre-school. The school they go to is amazing and it is always a treat to visit. If you visit their site, make sure to read their philosophy page. If you have boys, make sure to read this article as well.

For the last part of the day, we packed up the car and headed to Novato to be with family and pay our respects to Shannon's Grandma who passed away on Monday. A lot of family came and it was good for them to reminisce and rejoice in her life.

With so much going on, I thought the quote was appropriate. Our attitude and frame of mind make such a huge impact on how we perceive our experiences in life...

Camera: Nikon D90 | Sigma 150mm ƒ/2.8 | ƒ/3.8 | ISO 400 | 1/100s

Twitter: @ericmmartin

Project 365: A daily collection of photos tagged "project365" on Flickr

by rvamag ift.tt/22lbe0S

[A word of caution: This is part of a deeply emotional and extremely powerful personal struggle that has now lasted over 20 years. For many of you, as well as a legion of loved ones in real life, time is supposed to HEAL. Since that has never been my experience, I'm in the process of learning new coping strategies. You have every right to be frustrated at hearing once again the broken record of a broken man. If you choose to listen and interact anyway, kindly remember that this is a a place where "peaceful waters flow" , i.e, where respect for individuals and individualism is tantamount. And during this struggle, THIS individual is going to INSIST on receiving that respect. So counsel/cajole/support/motivate (even risk a criticism) as you see fit - so long as you never forget what stream you're swimming in.]

And so it begins. The dissolution of a relationship some claim was dead long ago.

The pages yellowed and curled ages ago. In realistic terms, the greatest moment in my life took up less than a tenth of my life (there, I've admitted that very publicly). A January reunion of the old crew may not have included me because I may be a FORGOTTEN member of the old crew. Perhaps small wonder, then, that I wasn't welcomed with open arms when I tried to pick up where I left off two decades ago.

So now we see. We try to figure out what happens if - with some competent help - I try to lick my fingers and

Turn The Page

as performed by Bob Seger

(with a shout out to Metallica)

On a long and lonesome highway

East of Omaha

You can listen to the engine

Moanin' out his one note song

You can think about the woman

Or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering

The way they always do

When you're ridin' sixteen hours

And there's nothin' much to do

And you don't feel much like ridin',

You just wish the trip was through

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

Well you walk into a restaurant,

Strung out from the road

And you feel the eyes upon you

As you're shakin' off the cold

You pretend it doesn't bother you

But you just want to explode

Most times you can't hear 'em talk,

Other times you can

All the same old cliches,

"Is that a woman or a man?"

And you always seem outnumbered,

You don't dare make a stand

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

Out there in the spotlight

You're a million miles away

Every ounce of energy

You try to give away

As the sweat pours out your body

Like the music that you play

Later in the evening

As you lie awake in bed

With the echoes from the amplifiers

Ringin' in your head

You smoke the day's last cigarette,

Rememberin' what she said

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

There I go

There I go

did you actually know how it all began?

This is it, a deconstructed children's book from 2005/06 for a project called 'Metamorphology'

Light- natural from window camera back right and a white foam board camera left for bounce

Canon 7d with a canon EF 35-80mm at f5.6 shutter .5 iso 100... I took the front element off of this lens and tried it as a macro.

Here is a link on the EF 35-80 diy macro photography-on-the.net/forum/showthread.php?t=190428

Visit my website at meshpointstudio.com

Visit my blog at meshpointstudio.wordpress.com

did you actually know how it all began?

This is it!

♫♪♪ [The Streets - Turn The Page]

Actions speak louder than words

Stand by me my apprentice

Be brave, clench fists.

Turn The Page - Tribute to Bob Seger