Since finding out about lomo cameras and the photos produced by them, I have been drawn to this art form. For some time, I was debating the purchase of one of these “experimental” cameras but never really got serious about.
I found this link to a photoshop action and mimics the same effect. Something to play with in the days to come.
I wish I had read this last year when I was taking pictures in downtown Amarillo. Attorney Bert Krages has compiled this information.
The right to take photographs is now under assault more than ever. People are being stopped, harassed, and even intimidated into handing over their personal property simply because they were taking photographs of subjects that made other people uncomfortable. Recent examples include photographing industrial plants, bridges, and vessels at sea. For the most part, attempts to restrict photography are based on misguided fears about the supposed dangers that unrestricted photography presents to society.
Ironically, unrestricted photography by private citizens has played an integral role in protecting the freedom, security, and well being of all Americans. Photography in the United States has contributed to improvements in civil rights, curbed abusive child labor practices, and provided information important to investigating crimes. These images have not always been pretty and often have offended the sensibilities of governmental and commercial interests who had vested interests in a status quo that was adverse to the majority in our country.
La maestra manda a todos los niños de tarea a que escriban una poesía que termine con la frase: “Madre sólo hay una”. Al dia siguiente:
A ver Pedrito, ¿qué compusiste? Con la mano hacia el cielo dice:
“Yo le escribo al ser más adorado, porque me cuida cuando estoy resfriado, y si debo decir cosa alguna, la digo con entusiasmo, Madre… sólo hay una!”
Bien Pedrito!… a ver tú, Carlitos. Con la mano en el pecho dice:
“Con sincero sentimiento, me siento muy halagado, porque tú, madre, tú me has alimentado… tú eres mi sol, tú eres mi luna, por eso te digo, Madre… sólo hay una!”
Bien Carlitos!… ahora tú, Pepito. Con la mano detrás de la cabeza dice:
“Defraudado de la vida, por la madre que me dio, ayer se acostó con dos, y hoy sigue con la orgía, que tristeza la mía, cuando ella me pidió, dos cervezas bien frías, que estaban en el congelador, y al abrir la puerta yo, le contesté con amargura: de las dos que me pediste, Madre… SÓLO HAY UNA!”
Yesterday we received an email informing us about the new name for ASU’s College of Engineering and Applied Science (where I currently work). The rename comes after a $50 MILLION donation from Mr. Ira A. Fulton. The college now will be named in his honor Ira A. Fulton College of Engineering. This comes after a New York investment banker donated the same amount of money ($50 MILLION!) to the college of business, which is now the W.P. Carey School of Business.
So, I guess $50 M gets you a school name at ASU, if you have the spare change.
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