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| Friday, 10-Feb-2006 07:34 |
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Colmar Bukit Tinggi - The model - Mala
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Mala merupakan gadis yg Jie rasa seorang yg manja, ini terbukti bila Jie meminta Mala agar berposing aksi manja....bahkan Azmi ketar kelapa lututnye pada waktu menjadi tukang pegang diffuser...
Yang membuat Jie tersenyum sendirian bila melihat aksi Mala adalah bila dia oooopoooocot hehehehe...
Mala...this is for U dearest....thanks.....nanti bila ade masa..kita Salsa ye....
Jie Lea Adra
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| Thursday, 9-Feb-2006 00:04 |
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Colmar Bukit Tinggi - the Model - Fiz
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Jie kenal Fiz one day b4 the function itself, very sweet girl...what yg membuat Jie geram dgn Fiz adalah lesung pipitnya...terserlah keayuannya....
Jie Lea Adra
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| Tuesday, 7-Feb-2006 23:35 |
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Cormal Bukit Tinggi - Model Ku Part 2 (Male of the Year)
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As some of U notis, Jie bz during bengkel, and dlm kesibukan tur...Jie cuba mencuri sedikit masa untuk snap gambar Male Model of Year.....
As U all can see, these guy are relly fotogenic...cukup senang mengarahkan mereka untuk berposing..mengalahkan si Tunde tur......ini ler cabaran yg harus kita tempohi dlm dunia foto nie kan..x boleh nak senang aje...
tunggu kehadiran gambar Female of the year pulak ye.....macam2 ade....
Jie Lea Adra
p/s : Impian Jie kian hampir kini...tunggu........
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| Monday, 6-Feb-2006 03:45 |
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Colmar, Bukit Tinggi - studio and lokasi shoot.....part 1
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Orang lain sibuk show off dgn model nye...as for me pulak..Jie nak show off my favourite model..nak tau...nah nie dia.....
Jie Lea Adra
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| Thursday, 19-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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Potraite of Life - Que Sera, Sera.......what will I be.....
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5A's sudah...now target 9A's pulak
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Tgh pk...bole ke 5A's nie
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akak..akak dpt 8A's, Adik dpt 5A' then kita ask Wawa Jie belanja
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These are some picture of my nieces...Very picture shy person...whenever they saw me with camera..for sure they will hide themself somewhere.....
Que Sera, Sera
By :Doris Day
[Written by Jay Livingston and Ray Evans]
When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother
What will I be
Will I be pretty
Will I be rich
Here's what she said to me
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart
What lies ahead
Will we have rainbows
Day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Now I have Children of my own
They ask their mother
What will I be
Will I be handsome
Will I be rich
I tell them tenderly
Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Que Sera, Sera
This song was written for
Alfred Hitchcock's 1956 re-make
Of his 1934 film "The Man Who Knew Too Much"
Starring Doris Day & Jimmy Stewart
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| Wednesday, 18-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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Portraite of Life - The Fisherman II
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One more set of fisherman which I capture while I on holiday....
What catched my eyes about this guy, he has this aura of a man model, the way he carried himself...very confident.
Jie Lea Adra
The fisherman
By : Barbara Anna Marjonovic
I wait in anticipation
For the morning tide to come.
The gulls crying,
and the waves splashing,
Remind me that it was time to
pull in the nets.
Another day of fishing it is,
Another day of hoping more fish would be caught,
This is my livelihood,
A fisherman's wage I have,
and I wait for my next catch,
To feed my family.
It is this life I have,
Living it day to day,
Not knowing if I will bring in,
a fair catch to warrant a good pay.
I would not choose any other life,
For I love the sea and I love the waves,
A fisherman am I,
Nothing more and nothing less.
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| Tuesday, 17-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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As time flies.....Happy Birthday 2 Meeeeeee
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Happy Birthday
Nanoseconds rolled to seconds
Seconds ticked to minutes
Minutes to hours
Hours, days, months, years.
Oh! how time flies...
Today, you are a year older
Though wiser.
And, like ageing wine, getting better.
Unwrap my token gift of prayers
Let the colorful ribbons and balloons fly
Your happiness and joy
To the limit of sky
To keep floating as time goes by
In the best of health.
May the many years to come
In the long life you will live
Be sweeter than the cake
You offered for us to celebrate
Happy birthday
To blooming flower in season today.
– Mahdi Muhammad Tahir
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| Monday, 16-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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Potraite of Life - Life is a box of chocolate - (Mother in-law)
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Another face which I capture while she dont even realiase my camera was clicking not stop, once she notice then U can see, she is shy away hehehhehe
Jie Lea Adra
Grandparents Day Poems
A grandmother has a special talent-
She always knows just what to do
To make her grandchildren happy
And to show she loves them, too.
At the family get-togethers,
She's the first person to look for-
She can entertain small children for hours,
And they always keep asking for more.
You can tell when a grandmother's teasing
By the twinkle that shines in her eyes-
She's an expert at settling problems,
For she's loving, patient and wise.
Her grandchildren always admire her,
Even when they are grown-
They always feel proud and happy
To claim Grandmother as their own!
Mary Dawson Hughes
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| Thursday, 12-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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Potrait of Life - fisherman part 1
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I never planned to be there actually, after too tired from my flight the nite before (the flight was delay about 1hrs)...
While everybody at home still in bed...I nagged my hubby to take me to this place again after 2 years never be there..no change still the same old place but the road are much better now....
The beach still beautiful as before, as I watched the fisherman drove neared to the beach, I just snapped and snapped never stop.....
As for this month...my theme will be potrait of life....it will be consist of every aspect of people lifes as I capture them in my camera...hope U all enjoy watching it.....
Jie Lea Adra
[color=blue]The fisherman
by Rosemarie E. Bishop
I saw an old fisherman out in a boat,
rocking alone on the rippling waters.
"Are you fishing for sport?" I called out to him,
trying to be friendly,
but he only waved.
Thinking that maybe he couldn't hear me to well,
I called out again in a louder voice.
"Are you fishing for food?" I asked him this time,
hoping I'd get a response.
Once again, he simply waved,
as his boat drifted a little more.
As he drew nearer, his face became clearer,
and soon I knew who he was.
"Are you fishing for me?" I asked Him this time,
knowing the answer before He replied.
The fisherman smiled as he held out his hand
and said to me, "Come aboard, Child."[/color]
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| Friday, 6-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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2006 - A mum 2 B
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Jie start my new year fotopages with Mom 2 B..yes...this mom 2 b is one of my many model since I started with taking potrait photo....
As the years gone by..I have learned alot from life and what happen daily....and as my birthday just round the corner.....I'm thinking to channel my Photography path to another challenging scope...
Jie Lea Adra
MOTHERHOOD
The bravest battle that ever was fought!
Shall I tell you where and when?
On the maps of the world you will find it not;
'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Nay not with the cannon of battle-shot,
With a sword or noble pen;
Nay, not with eloquent words or thought
From mouth of wonderful men!
But deep in a walled-up woman's heart --
Of a woman that would not yield,
But bravely, silently bore her part --
Lo, there is the battlefield!
No marshalling troops, no bivouac song,
No banner to gleam and wave;
But oh! those battles, they last so long --
From babyhood to the grave.
Yet, faithful still as a bridge of stars,
She fights in her walled-up town --
Fights on and on in her endless wars,
Then silent, unseen, goes down.
Oh, ye with banners and battle-shot,
And soldiers to shout and paise!
I tell you the kingliest victories fought
Were fought in those silent ways.
O spotless woman in a world of shame,
With splendid and silent scorn,
Go back to God as white as you came --
The Kingliest warrior born!
-- Joaquin Miller (1839-1913)
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