WDPC PRINT ROUND 1 - 2017/18
OPEN
AT THE THROTTLE
18/20
UNION OF SOUTH AFRICA
17/20
Both images taken at the Steam Gala 2017
GYPSYOFTHESKY PHOTOGRAPHY
(Copyright) GYPSYOFTHESKY PHOTOGRAPHY (Andy Lowe)
Tuesday, 28 November 2017
Tuesday, 7 November 2017
1ST WDPC FOCUS ON 2017/18
PEOPLE
THE PAINTERS MIND
3RD PLACE OVERALL
CRACKING UP
Associations below...
When Your Garden's Overgrown
Paul Weller
Bobby's off on holiday
Away across the sea
Setting up his easel
A new scene to see
Says that he's had enough
Of standing in the rain
Now he's looking for the good life
With European pain
Did you know
Your garden's overgrown
And what is shown?
Meeting all these pretty girls
Singing golden hair
He's in touch with the painter's mind
And Syd's unflinching stare
Drinking wine in the Moulin Rouge
Sipping Kaffee in Berlin
Might take in the colored lights
In the city they call sin
He could see
The writing on the wall
Ten feet tall
But oh there are times
He wished the world
Would fade just into sight
And oh, the feelings that changed
Were thicker than the brush
Strokes of fame
Now he rides the dirt roads
Of old southern Spain
And when senoritas sing
He can hear them say
Did you know
Your garden's overgrown
And what is shown?
He could see
The writing on the wall
Ten feet tall
BASKET CASE
Green Day
Do you have the time to listen to me whine
About nothing and everything all at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or am I just stoned
I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause it's bringing her down
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
A ya-ya-ya
Grasping to control
So I better hold on
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Or am I just stoned?
Thursday, 26 October 2017
WDPC FIRST COMP 2017
WDPC FIRST COMP 2017
DIGITAL
OPEN
FATED FUNGI
17/20
GREY HERON WITH QUARRY (PIKE)
19/20
October 2017 - Fated Fungi, in my opinion, is one of the best pics I've taken.
Saturday, 7 October 2017
British Wildlife Centre "Photo of the Month"
Just a quick Blog to let you know...
I won Photo of the Month at The British Wildlife Centre
September 2017
Wednesday, 27 September 2017
WDPC PHOTO TREK 2017
WDPC PHOTO TREK 2017
6 IMAGES ON A THEME
MY SIX IMAGES BELOW CAME 2ND OVERALL
STAYCATION MACRO
BlueBottle after the Rain scored max 15 points
Thursday, 29 June 2017
WDPC Image of the Year
My 2 choices for Image of the Year at WDPC
Pics not used before - I always try and use new instead of digging up old ones unless I have to.
Orange Tip
Judge said it looked like it had been taken in a coal shed...
The background is actually a river in the distance
Weevil
Was held back but it gave the judge the creeps so was rejected.
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On another note I visited the Steam Gala at Dereham Station on 24th June 17
A few images here
Tuesday, 25 April 2017
WDPC Print Comp "Seashore" 2017
WDPC PRINT COMPETITION
SEASHORE
A DISTANT SHORE
18/20
A STONE'S THROW AWAY
15/20
Tracy Thorn
SEASCAPE
from the album " A DISTANT SHORE"
Shadows on the sea wall
Watching clouds turning gray
Linger on the seashore
Till the sun went away
Watching tides
Tides that take me away
To a distant shore
And I don't want to be saved
Breezes on the cliff top
Looking at the waves
You used to make me sad
But, but it's not the same today
Thought I knew the sea and all its secrets too
But it's different in November with you
The Style Council
A STONE'S THROW AWAY
For liberty there is a cost, it's broken skulls and leather cosh
From the boys in uniform, now you know whose side they're on
With backing, with blessing from earthly God's not heaven
A stone's throw away from it all
Whatever pleasures those who get from stripping skin with rhino whip
Are the kind that must be stopped before their kind take all we've got
With loving, with caring, they take great pride in working
The stone's throw away from it all, all, all
Whenever honesty persists, you'll hear the snap of broken ribs
Of anyone who'll take no more of the lying bastards' roar
In Chile, In Poland, Johannesburg, South Yorkshire
A stone's throw away, now we're there
Tuesday, 28 March 2017
WDPC Digital Comp - PAST ITS PRIME.
WDPC DIGITAL COMPETITION
17/20
16/20
Day and night
By the window
Of my mind
There you are
In the courtyard
One last time
The singing of a famous song I've never heard before
A man without a shadow slowly walking past my door
My mind projects a face soon to be free of misery
The chiming of some distant bell that echoes in my heart
A dance upon the flagstones to the music of the stars
A mother's name that lingers on a soothing summer's breeze
All alone I said no prayers today
I couldn't kneel to please the god that failed you
Now you're gone I'll sit and spend each day
Hours by the window
Morning comes
To my rescue
Once again
Whispers in the corridor and footsteps in the hall
My only point of reference now the sunlight on the wall
It draws me to the window where my dreams are memories
A step beyond the line where sunken eyes avert their gaze
An endless tract of time reveals a thousand silent ways
All searching for an answer to life's deepest mysteries
On the ocean of pure time I sail away
I go and these four walls will not contain me
Maybe there I'll see your face again
Hours by the window
All alone I said no prayers today
I couldn't kneel to please the god that failed you
What I'd give to see your face again
Hours by the window
Tuesday, 28 February 2017
WDPC PRINT COMP - Botanical - 2017
WDPC PRINT COMP 2
Botanical - 2017
THE WILD ROSE
SCORE - 16/20
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TEASEL THISTLE
SCORE 16/20
Where The Wild Roses Grow
Nick Cave and Kylie Minogue
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name is Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name is Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
[Chorus]
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
He said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
"If I show you the roses will you follow?"
[Chorus]
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth....
CRACKER
Sweet Thistle Pie
It's been a long time since I had sweet thistle pie
It's been a long time since I had sweet thistle pie
She claps her hands and snaps her fingers
Knows my name but calls me ginger
It's been a long time since I had sweet thistle pie
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
Sweet thistle pie
Sweet thistle pie
Sweet thistle pie
It's been a long time since I've been so very low
It's been a long time since I've been so very low
When I was young you were no stranger
Around the world and slip through my fingers
It's been a long time since I've been so very low
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
Sweet thistle pie
Sweet thistle pie
Sweet thistle pie
Tuesday, 24 January 2017
A Sporting Life Digital Comp WDPC 2017
Two entries into WDPC
"A Sporting Life"
Competition 2017
"A Sporting Life"
Competition 2017
A SPORTING LIFE
18/20
18/20
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