First Time Pictures

my first time!!

hey, this is my first flickr photo! so, enjoy my first time...

FIRST TIMES? YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW???

Aurore tagged me about first times. Sanam did it before, so I suppose I must surrrender. How could you live until then without knowing those crucial informations?? ^^. You wanted it: Now you have it! First kiss : I was madly in love with Josef, a Polish guy. He just did not care about me but nevertheless gave me The First Kiss. I did not expect that, so I was too upset for understanding and I did not enjoy it. The full interest of it appeared later with more practicing. Josef, if you read this, please, call. I wouldâ€™nt mind to try again with you ! First heartbreak : Josef. Yes. Him. Asshole. Josef, if you read this, come back !!!!!! First lay : Should I really remember that ? Really ? Sure ? It was a little bit like Josefâ€™s kiss. Actually, it was in Amsterdam in an attic (I swear this is true â€“ spit on the ground). The full interest of the thing appeared later (fortunately soonâ€¦) with more practicing. F., if you read this, please, donâ€™t call. Itâ€™s over now, you know. First crush in rl : Josef. What ? Ok. Errrrmmmm, yes. A french comic book character : Blueberry â€¦.(by Giraud). Kind of well built handsome cowboy, with a rough face and an 3 days beard (we, intellectual ladies, are sometimes interested in basic models, its sooooo relaxing). Blueberry, if ever you materialize in reality, PLEASE, CALL. First crush in sl : Josef. Ooops, no. The object of my interest never knew I was interested. He left SL after one week. No, there is NO link between meeting me and leaving SL. First car : NSU something. Already very old. I hardly had the driving licence when I left with my red NSU to Paris. Totally unconsciousâ€¦. But well, I had a bf there. No, not Josef. Oooh btw, yes, he was called Joseph, too. Wow, never noticed that coincidence ? Forget it. Now this car could be sold a little fortune. Not because I drove it â€“ and destroyed it, humâ€¦ yes â€“ but because this brand doesnt exist anymore. What else ? First thing cooked : a boiled egg. Well, I progressed very little since. Though now I cook the whole chicken (no, without feathers on, why do you ask this question, btw ?). First impression of SL : wellâ€¦ I always loved the idea of finding a door never noticed before in a well-known place, a door leading to an other world. Soâ€¦.. I just adored it. Good old days, sighs. First favorite book : The Black Stallion. Yes, I loved horses. How did you guess ? First favorite food : la soupe aux fÃ¨ves de ma mamanâ€¦..

First Time

Although it has snowed every year that Maisie has been alive and we have even pulled her around on a sledge when we've been for walks, this is the first time that we've pushed her down a slope on one! There are some flood banks along the River Trent near to where we live, so we thought we'd take a walk over to them and see if Maisie liked sliding down them. We started off on some pretty gentle inclines but she soon wanted to throw herself down the steepest parts of the banks, probably because that's what all the older kids were doing. It was great fun and Maisie really enjoyed herself. Great to see. This is Naomi talking Maisie through her first time down the gradual slope. You can't really tell from the silhouette, but Jack is in a "rucksack" on her back as he wasn't overly enthused about the whole snow thing. You can just make out his right foot sticking out from behind Naomi.

First time in my life!

Yes, for the very first time in my life I've had a professional manicure! The Claw has been trimmed, filed, pampered, prepped, polished and laquered the French way. With the help of my twiddly LCD screen on my camera, a black pareo, delayed shuttertime, and a pair of knees, I've been able to show you the full shinyness of my new Claws :D Ha - the way I'm holding my hands is like I was always sitting when being pregnant - I really need to go on a diet - forget that! I just need to do belly crunches :P

First time this year

First time this year - Large on black Day 98/365 - "The Images Annual" Friend of mine Damian was cutting grass today for first time this year , I thought it would be a good idea for a picture, so I just wait till he finished, I know I should help him ... Strobist info: SB600 + DIY beauty dish @1/4 high , slightly cam right. SB600 + CTO bare zoom 75mm cam right pointing at wooden fence behind me @1/16 SB80DX +1/2CTO bare zoom 105mm cam left pointing at cutter @1/32 Setup shot Twitter

The First Times

T-shirt mock up for The First Times.

The First Times

Poster for The First Times CD release show.

Stans first time in the snow

You can find a link to my website and information about what I do as a professional photographer on my Flickr profile page. You can also follow me on Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, Blogger and on my iTunes Podcast. This image is not meant to be a technically good landscape. I was out with Stan for sunrise this morning as we had the first covering of snow this year and for him it is his first time in snow. I grabbed this shot when he obligingly hopped up on to a rock as I was composing another shot. The sun was coming right down the lens, the exposure was all over the place, but I just wanted to grab the image quick as a reminder of how he tried to keep himself airborne the whole time we were out because the snow was cold on his paws. He also seemed to feel he had to chase every snowflake individually! Now we are back home he is fast asleep - I could do with snow more often! Click to see the dude larger - farm3.static.flickr.com/2768/4194276287_d2a5255036_o.jpg

The First Time I Loved Forever ... Pair of White Tulip Flowers in Love, Romantic Petals of Softness, I Love You in the Springtime, Easter Sunday

These loving tulips appear as if one is protectively hugging the other, as if watching a sunset or at a driving movie theatre. They appear to be in love, with the male blossoming in pride, while the female is timid and shy looking lovingly at the stronger and bigger white flower. White tulips are used to claim worthiness or to send a message of forgiveness. Beauty and the Beast television video of "The First Time I Loved Forever". "The First Time I Loved Forever" by Melanie Safka (w/ Lyrics) The First Time I Loved Forever by E.E. Cummings Somewhere I have never traveled Gladly beyond any experience Your eyes have their silence And your most frail gesture of things Which enclose me But which I cannot touch Because they are too near. The first time I loved forever Was when you whispered my name And I knew at once you loved me For the me of who I am The first time I loved forever I cast all else aside And I bid my heart to follow Be there no more need to hide And if wishes and dreams Are merely for children And if love's a tale for fools I'll live the dream with you Oh, if your words be to close me I, my life will shut, very beautifully Suddenly, as when the heart of this flower Imagines the snow carefully, everywhere descending. For all my life and forever There's a truth I will always know When my world divides and shatters Your love is where I'll go I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens. Only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses. Nobody, not even the rain has such small hands.

The first time ever I saw your face

In the South, history is mother's milk and father's glare, nourishing and reproving, embracing and humiliating. Slavery, that particularly cruel institution, is the nervous stutter that makes the whites wince and the blacks smolder when mentioned amongst polite folk. History, once the perogative of the powerful, practices a silence here, adhering to a compact between the children of the oppressors and oppressed that things were what they were and shouldnt be resurrected in open conversation. In this complicit silence, your eyes become your ears. Down the road a spell from my home lies an antebellum plantation manor, once the estate of the wealthiest man in the pre-war South, and its largest slave holder. Though considered benign in his treatment of his slaves, 3,000 souls toiled under his ownership, building his mansion, harvesting his crops, caring for his family. Living and dying as property. Behind the manor, down a long dirt and gravel road, nestled in a hillside grove, is the cemetery where those slaves were buried. A visitor today looking for the graveyard could easily pass through it without notice. It is a slow sloping fold of land, opening to a fallow field where cotton and tobacco were once grown. Young pines and old cedars. Leaves from the surrounding hardwoods starting to brown and litter the ground. There is nothing to shout out and shake the wandering visitor that they are standing in the middle of a cemetery of perhaps hundreds. I say perhaps because there are no records of who or how many are buried here. No statues, no monuments, no engraved tombstones - only a curious repetition of granite stones jutting up from the ground - and then they realize where they are, and then all they can then see are the scores and scores of nameless rocks marking burials. Anonymous and forgotten, with only a field stone to mark their resting place, you see the trees surrounding them and remember the columns of the mansion they served. This is where laconic history fesses up one of its secrets and you meet the cruel face of slavery for the first time.

Day 144/365: Meeting For The First Time

See you there! For The First Time - The Script

First Time

I have been very unsure weather to upload this photo. 3 weeks after taking the picture I've decided that I should, because I shouldn't have to be ashamed of it : ) This is part of my college work, it is for my portraiture section. I'm doing a series of studio based portraits on my experience of "depression" I'm trying to get 10 pictures for this project, and then I will bind them together in a book. This is the first picture in the set; I felt strange taking it, because this kinda of stuff is way in the past now. Anyhow, however controversial it may be, Vikki told me that it's good to put alot of your own raw emotion in to your work, and I've done that so... I really struggled taking this, I tried a lot of different compositions before I settled on this. I originally tried it with the knife in focus instead of me, but it didn't give the feel I wanted. Getting the focus on myself was hard, as I was using the self-timer on the camera: I had to leave my shoes where I wanted to sit, focus on them, and then had 12 seconds to get in the shot, and try really hard to move. Note: April 1st 2007 Thanks to everyone who commented me and favorited! I really didn't expect this. I just wanted to get one of my better shots uploaded. It was also really nice not to have any malicious comments, as this kind of work often attracts that. I made it all the way to explore #4 before I dropped out! So I was pretty pleased. Thanks everyone, I'll spend the next few days exploring your photostreams. I'll upload the second shot of this series soon.... but don't expect it to be this good.

First Time at HDR, self portrait

This is a first attempt at HDR working with the program Photomatix, a self portrait, and I think it came out O.K. What do you think. Maybe I over cooked it, but it looks kind of all right, mmmmmmm again maybe a comment or two from the folks here on Flickr. View on Black

first time

off the diving board.

The first time I saw TV...

Holiday Inn, Gaboronne 1973 Â© John Kramer - All Rights Reserved. South Africa got television rather late in the day. I was well into my twenties and I had never seen television. You read about it in Time magazine, saw it in the movies, but never in the flesh as it were. Our then Nationalist Party government minister for Posts and Telegraphs, Dr Albert Herztog, discribed it as an 'evil black box'. In 1969 when Neil Armstrong became the first man to set foot on the moon we were one of the few countries unable to watch the event live. I can remember the event vividly having had to listen on the radio. My first encounter with television was in 1973 when I was sent to Botswana, of all places, on an ethnograhic field trip with the South Africa Museum. At the Holiday Inn in Gaborone, I had my first chance to watch it. It was of such significance, even if it was only in black and white, that I decided to record the moment in my hotel room with my Pentax Spotmatic. In South Afroca the government of the day relented in 1976 and we were finally treated to the 'delights' of Dallas, The World at War and Starsky and Hutch. Wikipedia: Television in South Africa. Website: www.johnkramer.net

First Time On Ice !!

Voor het eerst in haar leven op het ijs! Camera: Fujifilm S5 Pro Exposure: 0.009 sec (1/115) Aperture: f/4 Focal Length: 16 mm ISO Speed: 800 Exposure Bias: -33/100 EV Flash: Flash fired Don't use this image on websites or other media without my explicit permission. Â© All rights reserved.

first time this year

I've worn sandals!

First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

Roberta Flack

the first time model

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