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New Life

Fri, 07 Nov 2008 22:13 +1100

It was the beginning of a new life. I knew it was not going to be an easy start. I was looking forward to make my dreams come true. It was hard, and it is still hard, so hard that I just keep thinking; why am I doing this? What is the point of doing this? Why do I even bother to do this? So... this is me.. Living in the present dealing with reality. I grew up and I was raised in Colombia, a beautiful country, with awesome people, and a beautiful nature, blah blah, blah!. My parents got...

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Small Moments

Fri, 07 Nov 2008 22:05 +1100

This photograph always makes me wonder the number of small moments we might have missed in life in persuasion of a bigger picture. I shot this frame at Aksa beach, Mumbai, India. This beach has always been a personal favorite, the place where I have spent many soulful mornings and peaceful evenings. The wide expanse of the sea is very alluring, bringing out the child within you. During one of the visits, I caught upon this lovely couple. They looked like they were newly married; the lady...

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My Girls

Sun, 19 Oct 2008 19:27 +1100

It was an awkward beginning...We met in 1997 in the musty old halls of Kings College Old Residence at The University of Western Ontario. Unfamiliar with our surroundings we quickly bonded over the fact that we were all away from home and on our own for the very first time. Looking for a friendly face to share the nervous feelings of our first year as freshman in University we stuck together like glue. Two of us were city girls and the other three were from little towns just outside of the city....

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Precious

Fri, 11 Jan 2008 14:31 +1100

This cat with the turquoise eyes belongs to my younger sister. In the early days of living with my family, she was dressed in doll clothes, placed in cabinets and drawers, and accidentally dropped more than once. Through it all, Precious endured patiently, and quickly became my sister's constant companion. As years passed, their adventures together gradually changed from playing dress-up to cozying up on the couch with a good book. Their care for each other is evident. When we return from...

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Amanda

Sun, 04 Nov 2007 13:06 +1100

Hurricane on the Bayou quickly became my son's favorite IMAX film of all times for three reasons: 1) he loves nature, 2) music stirs his soul and there was plenty of it throughout the film, and 3) Amanda Shaw -- the darling girl who played fiddle and shared her love of Louisiana with viewers. There was no knowing, when we saw the film, that we'd soon have the opportunity to meet Amanda. As soon as I discovered she'd be in town (at an event we'd already be attending), I put all my energy...

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My Home Town!

Sun, 06 May 2007 19:55 +1100

Sydney, Australia. My home town. Many times I have flown into Sydney on a large plane and always, whether returning home from overseas or intrastate, I fall in love with my home town all over again. Recently I had the opportunity to fly over Sydney in a small plane, taking off from Bankstown airport, heading over Hornsby to Palm Beach and Manly, over the Heads and the Harbour, before returning to Bankstown the same way. A wonderful and breathtaking 90 minutes! Sydney - my home town!

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Home

Mon, 09 Apr 2007 22:56 +1100

This picture was taken from my fire escape. It is one of the photos I took as a representation of home. This home being Sackville, New Brunswick, Canada where I go to university. It's the town my mom grew up in. Essentially, it's the town I grew up in, too. Though I wasn't born or raised in Sackville, I have spent the past four years here collecting enough knowledge to earn me a diploma. As I'm about to graduate and move away from this great little town, I find the least significant things...

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Missouri Sunset

Wed, 04 Apr 2007 22:25 +1100

We cross the river several times a week, heading from Nebraska into Iowa and back again. It's a common drive for most of us in the area.I always have my camera ready to snap some shots as we head back to Nebraska. It's often at sunset. I have hundreds of such shots -- spring, summer, autumn, and winter. I have a few early in the day, and some late at night. There is ice on the river in some, and the summer boats flying along the water in others.Barge traffic stops about half a mile below...

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One for the road

Tue, 27 Mar 2007 22:22 +1100

New Zealand has the reputation of being one of the most beautiful countries in the world. I'm one of the lucky 4 million or so who live here. During January of this year, 2007, I spent a glorious three weeks on holiday, mostly down the South Island. I normally reside in the small city of New Plymouth, which is about halfway up the west coast of the North Island, however I really do love the south very much.The most common and popular way to cross the Cook Strait, between the two main islands,...

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Big Bend

Mon, 26 Mar 2007 22:22 +1100

Luna's Jacal on the Old Maverick Road, April 6, 2006.In 1947, at the age of 108, Gilberto Luna drew his last breath within the walls of his own Big Bend penthouse suite, an aged but sturdy jacal (prounounced hah-KAHL) he built himself with mud adobe, stones, dried lechiguilla and creosote - materials that were close at hand. In the distance, a spectacular view of Santa Elena Canyon rises above the desert floor, made more beautiful with each sunrise and sunset.Farming near Alamo Creek, Gilberto...

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