Photography and Personal Identity

Bertram2 said:
an alternative understanding of female beauty , and that makes it pleasant for me.

I like the people here more and more, the longer I stick arround. I can't tell you how tired I am of hearing "she's hot" as a response to a photo on other sites...

chris
 
Chris...Yeah. But if she's hot, she's hot! what can they say!

OK, guys, voluptous, baroque, rubensesque... I said 'fat' just for quoting Queen!
How would have sounded that in a song,
"Baroque bottomed girls, you make the rockin' world go'round"
Sounds like nuthin,right?
 
"callipygous"-
Ooo, great word. Thanks for making me look it up ~ ; - 0
 
Bump -
Here it is "drum roll please!" -
MY one thousandth post on RFF! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Joe,
Beer? You know me better than that, GUINNESS all around bar-keep!
 
Julia Cameron, in her life-changing international best-seller, The Artist’s Way, wrote:

“Leap and the net will appear. It is my experience both as an artist and a teacher that when we move out on faith into the act of creation, the universe is able to advance. It is a little like opening the gate at the top of a field irrigation system. Once we remove the blocks, the flow moves in. … We are, ourselves, creations. And we, in turn, are meant to continue creativity by being creative ourselves.”

Blessed is the photographer who has found the courage to smash the blocks and flood their creative nature!!
 
This is inspiring. Thanks to all of the contributors and insight into why we do what we do. Sounds like something from a Mel Brooks movie, about the voodoo you do so well. I'll leave that to the movie buffs.
 
CVBLZ4 said:
Julia Cameron, in her life-changing international best-seller, The Artist’s Way, wrote:
“Leap and the net will appear. It is my experience both as an artist and a teacher that when we move out on faith into the act of creation, the universe is able to advance. It is a little like opening the gate at the top of a field irrigation system. Once we remove the blocks, the flow moves in. … We are, ourselves, creations. And we, in turn, are meant to continue creativity by being creative ourselves.”
Blessed is the photographer who has found the courage to smash the blocks and flood their creative nature!!


Oh, I really like that!
 
Richard Black said:
This is inspiring. Thanks to all of the contributors and insight into why we do what we do. Sounds like something from a Mel Brooks movie, about the voodoo you do so well. I'll leave that to the movie buffs.
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That was in "Blazing Saddles". Which by coincidence was filmed mostly in my old home town of Rosamond, CA. A sleepy Mojave desert town 100 miles north of LA. I rode my dirt bike over a hill one Sat. morning to find RR tracks 10 miles from the nearest "real" RR line. They had covered up the quick sand pit with plastic tarp for the weekend and left a grouchy old security guard to chase off people like me - LOL.
One of my favorite movies 😀
 
NW Canonman: I didn't know it was filmed in and around Rosamond. Way before that occurrence, I was going to Bakersfield College during the day and working as a deputy sheriff at night and sleeping now and then. I got involved with a rich man's daugher (out of my class, as it were) who, fearing an elopement, put in a call to the Sheriff of Kern County (his golfing buddy) and I was instantly transfered to the Mojave substation. So there was just me to take care of Rosamond, Mojave, Boron, Randsburg, Johannesburg, and Ridgecrest (I'm sure I left out a few wannabe ghost towns). Romance? Try kaput.

Fortunately the semester had just ended so I didn't have to drop out of college. What I recall mostly about the Mojave desert was this: THE WIND NEVER STOPPED.

Ted
 
tedwhite said:
NW Canonman: I didn't know it was filmed in and around Rosamond. Way before that occurrence, I was going to Bakersfield College during the day and working as a deputy sheriff at night and sleeping now and then. I got involved with a rich man's daugher (out of my class, as it were) who, fearing an elopement, put in a call to the Sheriff of Kern County (his golfing buddy) and I was instantly transfered to the Mojave substation. So there was just me to take care of Rosamond, Mojave, Boron, Randsburg, Johannesburg, and Ridgecrest (I'm sure I left out a few wannabe ghost towns). Romance? Try kaput.

Fortunately the semester had just ended so I didn't have to drop out of college. What I recall mostly about the Mojave desert was this: THE WIND NEVER STOPPED.

Ted
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Ted,
How amazing!
You can't imagine how frustrating it used to be for someone in Rosamond to call the sheriff (pre 911) and wait an hour or more. We always kept a gun for protection. I worked for Pacific Telephone then and worked from Ave A (LA county line) to Bakersfield. I still have an old pair of "Bakersfield Driller" running shorts -LOL. 🙂
The mythical town of Ridgerock was built west of town (HiddenValley area) and some parts were filmed at Vasquez Rocks. My favorite line "Mongo like sheriff Bart" :angel:
 
It was somewhat safe, in a way, for a 145 lb. deputy. If I was in Ridgecrest and a call came in about a bar brawl in Rosamond, by the time I arrived (one hour later driving wide open) the fight was long over with and all the drunks had gone home.
 
Ted,
Ha ha, you're right. There were only bars and churches in that town then - LOL.
My HS class only had 36 kids and the football team had to play defence and offence. Remember Trona's football field - all dirt. With the chemical Kerr Magee makes there, not a blade of grass would grow ~ ; - 0
Made for interesting games when it rained.
 
Rosamond also had illegal gambling - a large room in the back of a large bar that would hold a couple of h undred people. The vice squad guys told me to ignore it. Hmmm.
 
Hmmm?
Not very many "Large" buildings in that town, just one I can think of on Ave A. It would draw patrons from Lancaster, Palmdale and Edwards AFB too.
Did you ever run into the "Hollywood" crowd up in Tehachapi?
Chuck Connors was a world-class jerk ~ ; -(
 
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