Friday, March 10, 2017

Jordan H- Wavin' Flag

The title of my selected image is Wavin’ Flag. I took this on February 14th in the Preserve for the HDR assignment. I edited it in Photomatix and used the different filters to manipulate it. I think it could be better if I maybe added some more color and some more contrast, but overall I think it looks cool.
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7 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love this picture a lot. I like how the flags are disorientated. overall nice picture.

March 13, 2017 at 8:54 AM
Anonymous said...


Amazing grace how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now I'm found.
Was blind but now I see.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Then when we first begun.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I'm found.
Was blind, but now I see

March 14, 2017 at 9:22 AM
Anonymous said...

If tomorrow all the things were gone
I'd worked for all my life
And I had to start again
With just my children and my wife

I'd thank my lucky stars
To be living here today
Cause the flag still stands for freedom
And they can't take that away

And I'm proud to be an American
Where at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget the men who died
Who gave that right to me

And I gladly stand up
Next to you and defend her still today
Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the USA

From the lakes of Minnesota
To the hills of Tennessee
Across the plains of Texas
From sea to shining sea

From Detroit down to Houston,
And New York to L.A
Well there's pride in every American heart
And its time we stand and say

That I'm proud to be an American
Where at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget the men who died
Who gave that right to me

And I gladly stand up
Next to you and defend her still today
Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the USA

And I'm proud to be and American
Where at least I know I'm free.
And I won't forget the men who died
Who gave that right to me

And I gladly stand up
Next to you and defend her still today
Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God bless the USA

March 14, 2017 at 9:29 AM
Anonymous said...

Looking out a dirty old window.
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by.
I sit here alone and I wonder why.
Friday night and everyone's moving.
I can feel the heat but it's soothing.
Heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town.
Down town the young ones are going.
Down town the young ones are growing.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the music-go-round.
Bright lights the music get faster.
Look boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance.
I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance.
Hot-shot, give me no problems.
Much later baby you'll be saying never mind.
You know life is cruel, life is never kind.
Kind hearts don't make a new story.
Kind hearts don't grab any glory.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the music-go-round.
Come closer, honey that's better.
Got to get a brand new experience.
Feeling right.
Oh don't try to stop baby.
Hold me tight.
Outside a new day is dawning.
Outside Suburbia's sprawling everywhere.
I don't want to go baby.
New York to East California.
There's a new wave coming I warn you.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the music-go-round.
We're the kids in America.

March 14, 2017 at 9:30 AM
Anonymous said...

My old man's that old man,
Spent his life livin' off the land
Dirty hands, and a clean soul
It breaks his heart seein' foreign cars
Filled with fuel that isn't ours
And wearin' cotton we didn't grow
He's got the red, white,
And blue flyin' high on the farm
Semper fi tattooed on his left arm
Spends a little more in the store for a tag
In the back that says U.S.A.
He won't buy nothin' that he can't fix
With WD Forty and a Craftsman wrench
He ain't prejudice he's just, made in America
Loves his wife, she's that wife
That decorates on the fourth of July
But says, "Every day's Independence Day"
She's golden rule, teaches school
Some folks say it isn't cool
But she says the Pledge of Allegiance anyway
He's got the red, white, and blue flyin' high on the farm
Semper fi tattooed on his left arm
Spends a little more in the store for a tag
In the back that says U.S.A.
He won't buy nothin' that he can't fix
With WD Forty and a Craftsman wrench
He ain't prejudice he's just, made in America
Born in the heartland, raised up a family
King James and Uncle Sam
Got the red, white, and blue flyin' high on the farm
Semper fi tattooed on his left arm
Spends a little more at the store for a tag
In the back that says U.S.A.
Won't buy nothin' that he can't fix
With WD Forty and a Craftsman wrench
He ain't prejudice he's just, made in America
Made in America, made in America
Yeah my old man's that old man,
Made in America

March 14, 2017 at 9:32 AM
Anonymous said...

I think this is a nice HDR. The red in the flag really stands out against the clouds. I think the different kind of ghosts of the flag give it a lot of movement. The clods look nice. This is a successful HDR.

March 16, 2017 at 9:09 AM
Anonymous said...

Paula the koala
She moved to Guatemala
Cuz she heard the trees there were a little taller
Turned out they were smaller
So she moved to lake eufuala
Then to Walla Walla Washington
So if you live in Walla Walla
And you see a koala
You can bet your bottom dollar
That koala’s name is Paula
Paula the koala
Who lives in walla walla
Walla walla Washington
She’s cute
She’s kind
She just might be the best marsupial that you could ever find
She’s sweet She’s smart
She’s a smalla with a great big heart

March 17, 2017 at 8:51 AM

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