Ok, now I'm breathing again. WOW. I now feel hopeless unartistic and inadequate and will have to order a new professional camera and light sticks. Now.
That is amazing! I have been trying to mess around with light tricks at night with my car, and it really is a challenge to get your vision just right.
May I take this opportunity to request more photography articles? A car photography tips and tricks article would be awesome. I have been working on learning it myself, and I am sure there has got to be some great photographers among the staff/comentariat here.
Love me some top Gear but I won't take driving tips from a man who has to wear a grandfather clock as a wristwatch. That and the part where the supercar sticks to the track thing. Give me a 60k Atom, then we will talk about tracks and engineering. #audir8v10
There must always be a fast blue car, which resides in a little corner of heaven, in my mind. It isn't the realization of this dream which beckons; I could stretch and actually make it mine, with a small exercise of effort and intent. Rather, this car exists more as an icon in the pantheon of my desire. As such, it is better to leave the appetite unwhetted. Because to appreciate the psychic pull of this desire, is to be alive. Yes? #audir8v10
Once there was an elephant,
Who tried to use the telephant
No! no! I mean an elephone
Who tried to use the telephone
(Dear me! I am not certain quite
That even now I've got it right.)
Howe'er it was, he got his trunk
Entangled in the telephunk;
The more he tried to get it free,
The louder buzzed the telephee
(I fear I'd better drop the song
Of elephop and telephong!)
So I read this when I was in 11th grade in a poetry jam, and broke out laughing uncontrollably, no doubt frightening the a classroom full of younger students and their teachers. There's no way my teacher can forget me. No way. #audir8v10
@Pessimippopotamus: You're unbelievable. I had to memorize something in school that I can't forget either. It was part of the "Ancient Mariner".
And then there came both mist and snow.
And it grew wondrous cold.
And ice mast high came floating by, as green as emerald.
And through the drifts the snowy cliffs did send their dismal sheen.
Blah, blah, blah.
@skaycog: You sir have memorized part of a classic and wondrous poem.
It may not fit well into a Jalopnik comment, but you can feel assured that poem will last the test of time when the elephant poem is long gone.
As for me we had to memorize the opening lines of the Canterbury Tales (in Ye Olde English to boot). I can't even spell them close to correctly, so I won't attempt to reproduce them here, but rest assured I have found no use for them whatsoever. However, I am quite pleased that I can remember them word for word now many years later. #audir8v10
It is also worthwhile to re-read many of those old books from literature class. As an adult, I've found quite a bit of interest in several of the books which I could barely finish in my high school/college days. #audir8v10
11/19/09
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*Gasp*
Ok, now I'm breathing again. WOW. I now feel hopeless unartistic and inadequate and will have to order a new professional camera and light sticks. Now.
Just. Wow.
11/19/09
And what does it do to these?
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There is really some wonderful and amazing Light Graffiti out there. This was done by a guy in Brazil.
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May I take this opportunity to request more photography articles? A car photography tips and tricks article would be awesome. I have been working on learning it myself, and I am sure there has got to be some great photographers among the staff/comentariat here.
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Who tried to use the telephant
No! no! I mean an elephone
Who tried to use the telephone
(Dear me! I am not certain quite
That even now I've got it right.)
Howe'er it was, he got his trunk
Entangled in the telephunk;
The more he tried to get it free,
The louder buzzed the telephee
(I fear I'd better drop the song
Of elephop and telephong!)
So I read this when I was in 11th grade in a poetry jam, and broke out laughing uncontrollably, no doubt frightening the a classroom full of younger students and their teachers. There's no way my teacher can forget me. No way. #audir8v10
11/17/09
And then there came both mist and snow.
And it grew wondrous cold.
And ice mast high came floating by, as green as emerald.
And through the drifts the snowy cliffs did send their dismal sheen.
Blah, blah, blah.
I like your elephant poem better. #audir8v10
11/17/09
It may not fit well into a Jalopnik comment, but you can feel assured that poem will last the test of time when the elephant poem is long gone.
As for me we had to memorize the opening lines of the Canterbury Tales (in Ye Olde English to boot). I can't even spell them close to correctly, so I won't attempt to reproduce them here, but rest assured I have found no use for them whatsoever. However, I am quite pleased that I can remember them word for word now many years later. #audir8v10
11/17/09
There once was anold lady that lived in a shoe
She had so many kids
Her uterus fell out..
-Andrew Dice Clay #audir8v10
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It is also worthwhile to re-read many of those old books from literature class. As an adult, I've found quite a bit of interest in several of the books which I could barely finish in my high school/college days. #audir8v10
11/17/09
I wish I'd paid more attention to lots of things in school, now that I'm an adult. Oh well, no use looking back. #audir8v10
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#tips
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