Emmanuel Enyinwa

I don't know why the concept of "fun!" is not the first thing that pops into my mind when I think "Japanese".

A face? A stick figure? Crop circles left by aliens? A McRitchie.

I was about to ask if you shot this from a car given the haze on the bottom. Glad you answered the question. She should be happy with the pic.

Gorgeous!

When was this image shot?

The large version is very good.

Such a delicious and inviting landscape. Well done.

Nice landscape, the sort that makes a city dweller hacking away on his desktop to pine for the rolling hils and dales, where he will take his phone or tablet and hack away like nothing happened.

I love your fascination with this grand building, like unrequited love for a beautiful woman. You can't stop yourself from returning for that delicious torment over and over. Art it is. And, I know.

"Back in my day, I would spring from here and grab you in one felt swoop and drag you down to my lair and devour you. Do you hear me? I said, do YOU hear me, you furry, head in the clouds....millennial?"

But, why must they dance maniacally? Why not a slow tango or even a simple whip and nae nae?

Calvary?

I love this image as is, but I played around with it a tad, burning in the edges and adding contrast using a free software called Picasa you can download free from google. Hope you are not offended by my shenanigans.

That is one happy dude.

Scary!

Interesting concept here, Brad, a world within a world.

I see the piano string. You're losing your touch in your old age, Jack.

Aren't all meters pretty much coin parks? Your car leaves, but your money stays.

In Greek Mythology, in a wedding in Mount Olympus, Paris, Prince of Troy, had judged a beauty pageant between Hera, Athena, Aphrodite, and a return for awarding her a golden apple inscribed "to the fairest," Aphrodite promised Paris the most beautiful woman in all the world. During this time, it was generally agreed that this "most beautiful woman" was none other than Helen. Problem was Helen was married to Menelaus, king of Sparta. But, why let a little thing like abduction of a married woman get between a celestial promise? After concluding a diplomatic mission to Sparta during the latter part of which Menelaus was absent to attend the funeral of his maternal grandfather Catreus in Crete, Paris ran off to Troy with Helen in tow despite his brother Hector forbidding her to depart with them. Invoking the oath of Tyndareus, Menelaus and his hot tempered brother, Agamemnon raised a fleet of one thousand ships according to legend and went to Troy to secure Helen's return, and a little boot, to boot; the Trojans kinda thought they had a right to keep her, especially as she was now known as "Helen of Troy", a moniker she was to keep until my high school days when I had to slog through "The Iliad" by kerosene lamp late at night as mosquitoes buzzed around my head. 'Course the Greeks had an answer to Paris, the same answer George W Bush had to Saddam Hussein in 1990, except that even though the Greeks won this war, the Trojans actually won the historical coolness battle. After all, she's still Helen of Troy (I just checked again), and there was still "The Trojan Horse", even though the Greek built it and sweated it out while the stupid Trojans dicked around with it for who knows how long. Today, there are a million "Trojans", including USC, even condoms, whereas Greeks are just famous for yogurts, dates, and Yanni.