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Originally Posted by 4LaneStudios
Q359 .... notions
Whisper My Name
"Travel with me if you choose, into a land of notions"
lol I'd better be right on that one, and the one below -- two of my favourite vistories.
Q361 .... is right, ....
Affair On 8th Avenue
"What is wrong, what is right, when to live or to die"
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Lynn - you have an uncanny ability , when I realized later looking at submissions, to get my intended song virtually every time. You spoke earlier if I was 'Reading you mind' - I think you're readin mine !
Q359 .... notions =
'Whisper My Name'?
Yup - that one couldn't have been to hard for ya -
seeing your signature !lol
next Q361 .... is right, .... =
Affair On 8th Avenue yooppers
yiminny Lynn - you did both of those
vistories ?
- Beautiful work - those 2 vistories. I 'spect you're familiar with em ..lol - One insider question to the outside - when you guys put those pictures together, that fit the song so well, - where do you get them ? Nature one's would be rife on the internet, but a silhouette of a woman standing in a late afternoon oblique light 'movie golden hour' window, with pearls and a set of, say those fancy silver woman's hair brush etc on the , the armoire ? no thats clothes - what DO you women call those make-up desks ? Vanities ? - Anyway - where do you/how do you get images like that - do you stage 'em with models, etc. ? Cost would skyrocket in that mode.
My grandmother had a beautiful combination wall unit - Armoire, er.. make-up desk, and I think a bureau. I allways wanted to get Merry one of those wall units - good quality hardwood were well over $2,000, and my brother snagged and tagged Grandma's too early upon her passing -in poor taste, and broke the agreement of picking circles of interestingly -
only the women - sat in a circle - and one by one picked estate items.
Tradition ? My wife came out of the circle session, swearing she'd never sit in one again - she cried missing my grandma, while the others were literally tearing WWII Kimonos out of each other's hands ! Sad....
Merry took my only 2 requests - a trunk in the basement locked and I only had a sentimental feel for it - I remember'd looking at it, locked, as a kid - thinking it had a treasure trove in it ! Well that I wanted for the memory, and the mystery, and just one more thing - the contents of my grandfather's center desk drawer.
If you women EVER want to know about what makes a man tic, and his real likes/dislikes, LOOK IN HIS CENTER DESK DRAWER,I'd loooked - as a kid, and then the 'Estate dissipation proceedings' - for me, that drawer - old wire rim glasses - a Professional Engineer's stamp, a few gentlemen's pocket knives, numerous 'bright and shiney metal things - as my mother and Merry both called 'em - they knew I loved those shiney metal things for gifts, the pocket knives, shirt pocket antique slide rules, circular beamn's arc flight calculator's, and OLD FOLDED MAPS !etc in that drawer that always fascinated me as a kid - I wanted ony the trunk - and the contents of that drawer - less important papers, etc.
I found the idea of the session to initiall be fair, with people of good character going into it, sad, but fair, but otherwise nice aunts and cousins, sister's in law etc - man o man - some turned vicious and would take double turns, lie, etc. nabbing materialistic value for some, seemed to override sentimentality - w/o an eye for dollar value - that went out the window except for Merry and my mother,the others turned into a conflagration !
Ask me sometime about what turned out to be an amazing trunk I found in the basement I gott - appeared of no value except sentimental, don't know why, what was inside would start a 'treasure map and obelisque' - tween's movie !
BTW - you're forum language studies are progressing real nice...lol.. but you must specialize - picture posting expert lingo, song abbrev's - that transcends all branches,uhm, geo places, lol - at some point you'll need to specialize - or go polyphonic, which I suspect would be a breeze for you.
I'll post both of your wins ! - sorry to ramble - memories flood sometimes when you hear a certain word or see a certain image...