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Concert jazz du groupe belge "The Wrong Object", au Luxembourg le 04 novembre 2005.
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Jazz concert of the belgian band "The Wrong Object" in Luxembourg on the 4th November 2005.
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A fast moving Southbound Manifest is running on what is normally the Northward Main in Fayetteville, NC 6-10-2014
Concert jazz du groupe belge "The Wrong Object", au Luxembourg le 04 novembre 2005.
Plus de détails sur www.instantdecisif.com.
Jazz concert of the belgian band "The Wrong Object" in Luxembourg on the 4th November 2005.
More details on www.instantdecisif.com.
a regular customer of mind is generous and humble enough to tell his Life .Patience is one of the key to become successful and fortunate .thanks to Mr Mohamed Frihiat a native jordanian-palestianian lives in kuwait
Kentish Town twinned with Borehamwood.
This time the wrong train also broke down and all the doors were jammed closed
This sign is part of the National Religious Campaign Against Torture. I never heard of them before but this sign certainly got my attention.
September 19th - Day 262 of 366. Theme 38: Loud
This grey heron appears to have missed his nest. The choosen “partner” dont really seem to approve. Currently there are 8 pairs of herons breeding in the reed of karow.
Okay, I better go…
There is a male cardinal that sings in the hardwood tree in our back yard every morning (and most of the day). I have wanted to get a photo of him, but he's rather shy. The other morning he was out singing when I went out and I grabbed my camera. Unfortunately I had my 60mm lens on, which was the wrong lens to get a good shot and all I got were some of him sitting in the tree very far away.
However, I kind of liked this flurry of feathers as he flew away. I wish you could hear him sing. It sounds like this, "Cheer Cheer Cheer Purty Purty Purty!"
Rehearsal of Sorry, Wrong Number, by Lucille Fletcher, directed by Allison Stout, in Studio Theatre.
This album tells a story about a wrong turn, a lost girl, and a ghost town. This collection is meant to capture a quiet and eerie nature of a forgotten town. When we went to take these photos, I was super excited about the weather conditions. However, I found to way to use this as my strength when crafting the narrative and how I would choose to shoot these photos. While the gloomy weather would be subpar for capturing a magic fairytale land, it was perfect for capturing a ghost town. The entire exercise was fun and I have begun seeing the world through a different lens. I’ve started to look at objects as props and have found myself crawling on wet ground more often than I’d care for. Every piece of garbage, rusted pipe, or cracked stone has a story, which was the basis of this narrative. Something I would like to do better, or different, is capture a natural narrative. Instead of observing people in their element and framing that, I instead crafted a story with a hired model, which certainly feels artificial at its core. I’d like to take a step out of my comfort zone next time.