🎃day 15 part 1🎃 happy world emoji day🌏💕🤙!! today i worked on phrasing and pacing in csardas, especially in the middle sections. i tried to add little bits of rubato in spots throughout the piece, and also i added dynamics to emphasize the style of the piece and the highs and the lows. - elizabeth🤖 • 🎶Csardas by Vittori Monti • • • #100daysofpractice#day15#aspiringviolinist#solo#csardas#monti#modernclassic • follow @lizandizplayviolin for more!!!
This properly stunning Honda CB550 was built for a Navy guy that returned from a tour and decided a plastic crotch rocket wasn’t what he needed in his life anymore. . Luckily for him, he lives in California, and came across Louis Soto who happened to be building just the bike that he was looking for, and with fresh folding monies from the sale of the crotch rocket a deal was struck! . For the original @pipeburn article, please follow this link:- http://www.pipeburn.com/home/2013/10/09/honda-cb550-bobber.html . #honda#cb550#motorbike#modernclassic#custom#customlife#custombike#bobber#bratstyle#bikesofinstagram#motorcycle
@jaydeephasrajani Bonnie getting dropped off for some more work today and prep for a road trip! Love seeing my customers coming in for upgrades AND preventative maintenance especially before a trip!!! 👏👏👏👏
One year ago on July 16th, the director George A. Romero passed away. He was, and will always be, a hero of mine. If you know me, you know that media is my religion and I worship at the altar of blood-soaked pop culture. Still, it’s rare for me to experience more than a moment of tangible loss when a passing is outside of my direct bubble of existence. But this was different. Knowing an artist of Romero’s caliber had finally greeted his lightless sky, something I couldn’t have anticipated happened. I felt it, hard. Those full-on, earth-shaking jitters that only come when you can feel the hand of time ticking. So, I made myself a promise to do something I always wanted to, help make a movie. Exactly one year later, I get to keep that promise. Last night on the anniversary of Romero’s death, after taking a deep breath and giving a resounding “fuck you” to caution, I boarded a plane for New York City. Tomorrow, I begin helping with Troma Entertainment’s new movie, Shakespeare’s Shitstorm (which in and of itself, is a dream come true.) As these bucket-list experiences converge, I catch myself ruminating on what it means to find success as an artist, especially as one who refuses to play to anyone else's expectations even while facing the unknown. I find myself looking back and tracing the steps of how I ended up here, proud of my last year's growth as a creator. And of course, I can't help but think of artists like George A. Romero and the mark they leave on the world in their wake. But maybe more then anything else, I'm thinking "I can't wait for this Shitstorm to start." #shakespearesshitstorm (*cough*cough* shameless plug)