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I Like It Simple.

Write or draw with your left hand.

Park Avenue Elementary students write letters of invitation to ex-servicemen and women in the neighborhood and lots of them turn out every year. Kids sing the “fight songs” for every military branch, among lots of other red, white and blue tunes, and with gusto! A raffle is held to award homemade blankets and a Cub Scout color guard marches in to present the flag that everyone re-pledges allegiance to. Afterwards at the cookie reception pairs of pen pals comprised of fresh-faced school kids and old soldiers get to meet face to face and exchange thanks. It’s been going on for a long time but it never gets old.

Students use Write About This on the iPad to respond to interesting photo prompts. www.writeaboutapp.com

Students use Write About This on the iPad to respond to interesting photo prompts. www.writeaboutapp.com

" WRITE THIS WAY"

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ARTISTS: SKI & 2ESAE

MEDIUMS: SPRAYPAINT,SCREENPRINT,MARKER ON CANVAS

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Jazz Library presenter Alyn Shipton & Jazz Line-up contributor Kevin Le Gendre assessing the students' interviewing skills. Photo by Emile Holba

Manhattan NaNoWriMo write-in at the Center for Fiction

"Write 2014" by RGC is a book of personal series of drabbles. RGC has created a contest for tumblr users to submit their cover work to win cover space on "Write 2014." Anyone reading with an active tumblr, find me and reblog or like this photo if it appears on your dashboard. It would be a great service to me. This artist entry/submission contest is won through recognition and majority vote. So far, I am in the lead and would like to stay at the top. The contest ends March 17th, 2015 at 8pm. You can find my cover page submission on both of my blogs:

 

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Look close and the normal becomes wonderful. Shot on @olympusuk OMD EM10 Mark II with 60mm macro lens. #thephotohour

Write Your Family History with Michigan Notable Book Author, Mardi Link

Long write-up for today's batch of awesomeness.

 

First off. This whole covid thing, the election, working from home, not being able to go out, not seeing friends/family, etc. Has me, and I'm sure everyone else frazzled. Having a project to work on, in my case hiking out and shooting photos of graffiti on trains has been the one thing that's keeping me sane at this point. Hoping to see some new pieces from writers that I respect is like opening a pack of baseball cards and finding your favorite players rookie card for me. Yeah, it sounds goofy, but I've been having fun, staying sane, and seeing and capturing some amazing pieces of rolling art.

 

So I had this weird Monday vacation day on 11-2-2020. I decided to drive out to one my my benching spots and hang out for the day.

 

The plan was to set up a time lapse camera, and then just hang out and bench freights for 5-6 hours. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and a slight breeze, 88F. high. No clouds makes for a very boring time lapse between trains coming by. I also only brought my little Small Rig clamp for the time lapse camera and couldn't decide where I wanted to clamp it. I should have just brought a tripod.

 

Out for a few hours before the BNSF guys in their truck rolled up, got out and started walking toward me. "Great!" I thought. They're going to try and chase me away. Nope, they walked over to one set of tracks, walked across the bridge inspecting the tracks, then under the bridge inspecting the bridge, got in their truck and left. I like that. I don't bother you. You don't bother me.

A while later I see tree guy coming back home. I don't know his name, but there's a guy who lives in/under a tree that's next to the trail I hike in on. Once he's in there you'd never know it. I've seen him, he's seen me, and we don't bother each other.

 

The whole time I'm there I'm using my little Tascam recorder to record train audio every time one comes by so I have audio for the slideshow videos I've been uploading on YouTube. Well, this time I forgot it out there. Didn't dump my photos until Tuesday night and discovered it missing. Woke up early, drove out and it was still there. It recorded for almost 5 more hours before the batteries died. Glad to have it back, I thought tree guy might have found it.

 

My write up on photographing the new Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas here

 

On the weekend of November 20-21, 2010, I was invited to photograph the new Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas prior to their opening December 15, 2010 in Las Vegas NV.

 

This set of images represents my efforts that weekend to showcase this newest resort property opening up on the Las Vegas Strip. Thanks to David Scherer from The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas for showing me around, to Miiko Mentz at Katalyst Films for helping to arrange the shoot, and to my wife for modeling for me.

 

To learn more about The Cosmpolitan of Las Vegas, check out their website here or their Facebook page here.

LEWISTON, MAINE. UNITED STATES.

A group of inmates at the Arizona State Prison Complex in Phoenix (ASPC) brought some issues to light this recent holiday season by writing and performing a play for the Corizon Health and Arizona Department of Corrections staff. The play focused on the potential loss of families due to the harmful results of substance abuse, as well as how individuals can overcome adversity and trauma by using their personal strengths, family and communities for support.

 

ASPC-Phoenix houses mentally ill inmates in need of intensive psychotherapeutic services. All reports state the inmates benefited immensely from their playwriting experience, and staff members were universally moved and humbled by their message.

 

Submitted by F. Hauke, PsyD, Mental Health Director

If you write my name in the description box, You can use this picture for free :)

To Write Love on Her Arms is a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide. TWLOHA exists to encourage, inform, inspire and also to invest directly into treatment and recovery.

 

To Write Love On Her Arms Day is a day where anyone can write the words love on their arms, to support those who are fighting against depression and those who are trying to recovering. On this day, just write love on your arms, and show it off, other people will ask why you have love written on your arms, and you tell them you are supporting to write love on her arms day, and how its benefiting a non profit organization helping stop depression, and make love the movement ♥

 

on November 12-13th write love on yours arms, and upload pictures here to show your support

www.facebook.com/home.php#!/towriteloveonherarms

Long write-up for today's batch of awesomeness.

 

First off. This whole covid thing, the election, working from home, not being able to go out, not seeing friends/family, etc. Has me, and I'm sure everyone else frazzled. Having a project to work on, in my case hiking out and shooting photos of graffiti on trains has been the one thing that's keeping me sane at this point. Hoping to see some new pieces from writers that I respect is like opening a pack of baseball cards and finding your favorite players rookie card for me. Yeah, it sounds goofy, but I've been having fun, staying sane, and seeing and capturing some amazing pieces of rolling art.

 

So I had this weird Monday vacation day on 11-2-2020. I decided to drive out to one my my benching spots and hang out for the day.

 

The plan was to set up a time lapse camera, and then just hang out and bench freights for 5-6 hours. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and a slight breeze, 88F. high. No clouds makes for a very boring time lapse between trains coming by. I also only brought my little Small Rig clamp for the time lapse camera and couldn't decide where I wanted to clamp it. I should have just brought a tripod.

 

Out for a few hours before the BNSF guys in their truck rolled up, got out and started walking toward me. "Great!" I thought. They're going to try and chase me away. Nope, they walked over to one set of tracks, walked across the bridge inspecting the tracks, then under the bridge inspecting the bridge, got in their truck and left. I like that. I don't bother you. You don't bother me.

A while later I see tree guy coming back home. I don't know his name, but there's a guy who lives in/under a tree that's next to the trail I hike in on. Once he's in there you'd never know it. I've seen him, he's seen me, and we don't bother each other.

 

The whole time I'm there I'm using my little Tascam recorder to record train audio every time one comes by so I have audio for the slideshow videos I've been uploading on YouTube. Well, this time I forgot it out there. Didn't dump my photos until Tuesday night and discovered it missing. Woke up early, drove out and it was still there. It recorded for almost 5 more hours before the batteries died. Glad to have it back, I thought tree guy might have found it.

 

GVS Crew

In Lisboa

Write Everyday Agenda with artwork by Geninne Zlatkis

 

Blogged at EileenJosephine

Cover for January's newsletter of ideas and information associated with all things education, mined and curated for me and shared with you. collect.readwriterespond.com/read-write-respond-061/

 

Image via "LEGO Bernie Mittens Meme" by Ochre Jelly flickr.com/photos/ochre_jelly/50919271613 is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA

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Of course a dog can't sit still for long, he kept wanting to follow the light along.

 

The Rogue Players: Invasion of Write with Light

 

354 days of my dog: day 102

 

SOOC

 

Schmobist info: Photographer crouches below subject waving a cheap flashlight frantically around in under 8 seconds.

  

Write on this please.

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