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Flickr Photo of the Week


by Betsy Lewis 18 Mar 2009

Congratulations to Tim Pittsinger, the winner of our Flickr Photo of the Week contest!  Music and photography often find themselves together in Tim’s images. He follows last week’s winner, Mary Elizabeth Elam. If you would like to participate, all you need to do is upload your photo to to our Flickr group page. It’s fine to submit a photo […]

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Congratulations to Tim Pittsinger, the winner of our Flickr Photo of the Week contest!  Music and photography often find themselves together in Tim’s images. He follows last week’s winner, Mary Elizabeth Elam.

If you would like to participate, all you need to do is upload your photo to to our Flickr group page. It’s fine to submit a photo you took previous to the current week, but we are hoping that the contest will inspire you to go out and shoot something fantastic this week to share with Art&Seek users. If the picture you take involves another facet of the arts, even better. The contest week will run from Monday to Sunday, and the Art&Seek staff will pick a winner on Monday afternoon. We’ll notify the winner through FlickrMail (so be sure to check those inboxes) and ask you to fill out a short survey to tell us a little more about yourself and the photo you took. We’ll post the winners’ photo on Wednesday and Gini Mascorro will read your name on the air at the end of her daily arts calendar. Now, here’s more from Tim:

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Tim Pittsinger

Title of photo: Listening to Neil Sing Thrasher
Equipment: Nikon D70S
Tell us a little more about your photo: I took it at the side of grocery store. I pulled in to get a couple of things and saw them there. There was some irony in the sight as it came to me paired with some lyrics coming at me from the radio. It was Neil Young’s “Thrasher” (as noted in the title).

“It was then I knew I’d had enough,
Burned my credit card for fuel
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand
With a one-way ticket to the land of truth
And my suitcase in my hand
How I lost my friends I still don’t understand.
They had the best selection,
They were poisoned with protection
There was nothing that they needed,
Nothing left to find.”

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