At times life is wicked and I just can't see the light, a silver lining sometimes isn't enough to make some wrongs seem right, whatever life brings, I've been through everything, and now I'm on my knees again but I know I must go on, although I hurt I must be strong, because inside I know that many feel this way... ~Creed~
Hehehe! I am not a robber nor a millionaire ...
My answer:
1. is your life easy: yes, I've a good job after studying at university. I'm engineer for buildings...
2. does it pay good: ฑ yes. But in Europe, the charges (taxes) are very high. We love to travel and it's a passion. Our children are adults now and we can travel without them ;-)
3. how can i get it: make the same, don't spend you money in cigarettes, phones, alcohols, drugs, casino, loto, ... :-D
4. I like to eat pie!: me too
GOOD LUCK Mike!
hey Mike! well, the sony cybershot is a nice camera and rather easy too use but it's maybe a little limited. I got frustated with it sometimes... it's good for still objects and sush but not very useful when it comes to night or dark shot or catching movement. I have too pay very close attention to the light with this camera and I always have better result when I took something outside...
Thanks for the nice comments on Going Fishing. I did it in TG from the memory of how the eagles here look when they're heading for the spawning grounds. Since I'm no photographer (don't even own a camera) I never got an actual picture of them on one of their fishing trips. :(
A little over a week ago you commented on one of my photographs entitled "6th grade hideaway." Way back in 6th grade, I went to Marin Headlands Institute on the San Francisco Bay. I found quite a few old military bases that I called my own. I went to one of these places every day to write, play guitar, or to simply just think. A snapped quite a few photographs of them, which I hold close now. I was disappointed in the rather poor quality of a few of them, but oh well. If you're interested in any more I will gladly share them with you. Thanks.
And as we wind down on the road Our shadow's taller than our soul There walks a lady we all know Who shines bright light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold and if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last when all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll
"Stairway to Heaven" - Led Zeppelin
Thanks for checking out (Here Comes the Sun). There are in fact two boats on the horizon, a very large barge of some sort, and a tiny little boat next to it. I appreciate you stopping to comment on the image!
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling, like dew, upon a thought produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think and smile.
Art is everywhere, except it has to pass through a creative mind.
Hi Mike. Thanks for the great comment on "You Go Girl!" It goes with "She Thinks my Tractor's Sexy." I don't know why the link was removed? I appreciate you taking the time. ;)
Thanks Mike for viewing and commenting on my Spook Night photo. This was taken during the day and under exposed to darken the image. The forground was placed over my star background and added a diffused glow. The ghost was another tomb stone that I cut out and added a glow and made transparent. The color was removed to give it a night effect. It's all smoke and mirrors from photoshop.
Russ
"What other reason could there be to get up in the morning except to set ourselves free."
If my comment on your work ever seems to criticise, it does not. It is always so that we may learn together.
Hello Mike. Thank you for your comments on "Bridge Over Moving Waters". The image was taken in the Oregon Cascade Mt. Range about 25 to 35 miles west of Sisters Ore.
The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life. Since man is mortal, the only immortality possible for him is to leave something behind him that is immortal since it will always move. This is the artists way of scribbling; Kilroy was here on the wall of the final and irrevocable oblivion through which he must someday pass.
William Faulkner
"Let a man listen to his dream so he may hear the story of all men and let him say as he did
when he was a child: this is true; it does not matter what they tell me."
-William Wantling
Thank you Mike for the kind words on "Between Classes". I'm pleased you like it. These old Schools are slowly dissapearing and I love to capture them on film. Kind of like a project of love.
A human being is part of a whole, called by us the Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
Albert Einstein
Thanks Mike, for your comments on the posting of the 426 Hemi. You opined that the engine was the best part of the car. I offer .. that it may well be the SOUND of that engine that was the best part of that car. It was, indeed, sweet.