“She was dangerous
I’d heard the rumors,
That she had a history
As a wild woman,
That she’d been married to a gambler
Maybe even been one herself,
That her past was scandalous at best
But who was I to judge?” ― Margaret Madigan, Gambling on the Outlaw
Artists are inspired by and capture the world around us: sculptors immortalize people with statues; painters record events in their masterpieces. What about the other way around? For this week’s theme, find inspiration in a piece of art, and go further: imitate it:
Happy Valentines Day to everyone. . Gambling on love definitely worth the risk.
So much fun to choose the ‘perfect’ song. I’ve just loved music my entire life and imagine that if my head should ever explode, it will be because I have put too many songs into it.
Oh, and married a music man!
I missed your Valentine’s Post of art imitating life! Great shots of the Vegas Life. And once again the perfect song is chosen. Have you ever been stumped as to what song to match your post?
Las Vegas is surely the place to let the “Vamp” out to play.
I’ve always associated “The Gambler” by Kenny Rogers with relationships more than cards playing.
Thank you for stopping by and contributing to the conversation here. Hope your day is excellent.
Oh my goodness! I liked the photos and is that you being a “vamp?” If so, JoHanna, you are quite the character! 🙂
One of my favorite singers is Kenny Rogers. I could get weepy since when I was married I dreamt of our having the song, “Through the Years” play st our golden anniversary. We are still friends and he and his wife have made it to 25, I think. Happy belated Valentine’s day- month! 🙂 ♡
Thank you for the link! I remember knowing about her marriage to Sam Starr. I had not known about all the other unions. She was a very interesting woman, especially now knowing her early ‘entitlement’ in the ‘Society’ pages.
What a story this is! I would prefer the red rocks of Sedona to the music vibrations in Las Vegas. I wonder if the children now have their own kids and go to Las Vegas? Thanks for the memory.
I once escorted a family with four children and a teenage babysitter, on a hike in Sedona. They were on their annual trek to Vegas. The children were so excited about getting to Vegas and when I inquired about this they excitedly explained that at night their parents would go down to the casino and leave them with the sitter in the hotel room. They would lay on the floor and they could ‘feel’ the vibrations of the music and gambling rooms below coming up through the floor. The sitter confirmed that the kids loved this, building forts and beds on the floor to fall asleep to the gravitational beat of the party below.
When I read of your memories of green bologna I thought of those restless hiking children wanting to get out of the red rock forest and on to Las Vegas.
Great photos!!! It’s interesting, I saw the title, saw the pics, (the first one of the sculpture, and I immediately thought of Belle Starr – in reference to Cole Younger.
We drove West to California to visit my father’s brother and on the way stopped in Las Vegas. I was a teen but allowed to play the slot machines. All I remember of Las Vegas was green tinged bologna in the supermarket where we went to get sandwich makings. My parents did not gamble or do the night life with four young daughters in tow, I do not remember much beyond the green of the lunch meat. I still see it today when I close my eyes. You captured the tacky of what I recall of Las Vegas.
Gambling on the outlaw… Sounds like Las Vegas to me JoHanna. Lots of outlaws there. Do you remember when slot machines were called one armed bandits? Never stopped me from dropping a quarter. Love is a much bigger gamble. Fortunately, I’ve been lucky. –Curt
Las Vegas must be a melting point between new and old, past and future: yes, an artist can picture this city imitating life in a macro way!
Great photos!
Ciao
Sid
Las Vegas is beautiful, gaudy, cheap, imaginative, tacky, irreverent, holy,disorientating, luxurious, gorgeous and loud. Camera candy to the extreme.
Thank you for your kind words.
Happy Valentines Day to you. ❤️
Great pictures JoHanna.
I love Las Vegas.
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Oh if those boots could talk! Thanks for the visit and have a peaceful weekend.
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Love those feet hanging over the edge.
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My sweet, sweet man has music in his head as well. He calls it his hard drive. So your guy is a music guy. Tell me more, please.
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So much fun to choose the ‘perfect’ song. I’ve just loved music my entire life and imagine that if my head should ever explode, it will be because I have put too many songs into it.
Oh, and married a music man!
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I missed your Valentine’s Post of art imitating life! Great shots of the Vegas Life. And once again the perfect song is chosen. Have you ever been stumped as to what song to match your post?
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Fabulous photos.
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Las Vegas is surely the place to let the “Vamp” out to play.
I’ve always associated “The Gambler” by Kenny Rogers with relationships more than cards playing.
Thank you for stopping by and contributing to the conversation here. Hope your day is excellent.
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Oh my goodness! I liked the photos and is that you being a “vamp?” If so, JoHanna, you are quite the character! 🙂
One of my favorite singers is Kenny Rogers. I could get weepy since when I was married I dreamt of our having the song, “Through the Years” play st our golden anniversary. We are still friends and he and his wife have made it to 25, I think. Happy belated Valentine’s day- month! 🙂 ♡
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Thank you for the link! I remember knowing about her marriage to Sam Starr. I had not known about all the other unions. She was a very interesting woman, especially now knowing her early ‘entitlement’ in the ‘Society’ pages.
XOX
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What a story this is! I would prefer the red rocks of Sedona to the music vibrations in Las Vegas. I wonder if the children now have their own kids and go to Las Vegas? Thanks for the memory.
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Oh indeed you are so right, Fimnora.
Here is a link for those unfamiliar with dear Belle:
http://www.legendsofamerica.com/we-bellestarr.html
Thank you for interesting input to this post. X0X
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Yes indeed it does!
Thank you for your comment.
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I once escorted a family with four children and a teenage babysitter, on a hike in Sedona. They were on their annual trek to Vegas. The children were so excited about getting to Vegas and when I inquired about this they excitedly explained that at night their parents would go down to the casino and leave them with the sitter in the hotel room. They would lay on the floor and they could ‘feel’ the vibrations of the music and gambling rooms below coming up through the floor. The sitter confirmed that the kids loved this, building forts and beds on the floor to fall asleep to the gravitational beat of the party below.
When I read of your memories of green bologna I thought of those restless hiking children wanting to get out of the red rock forest and on to Las Vegas.
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Makes me think of the quote”Well-behaved women seldom make history.” Fun post 😉
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Great photos!!! It’s interesting, I saw the title, saw the pics, (the first one of the sculpture, and I immediately thought of Belle Starr – in reference to Cole Younger.
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We drove West to California to visit my father’s brother and on the way stopped in Las Vegas. I was a teen but allowed to play the slot machines. All I remember of Las Vegas was green tinged bologna in the supermarket where we went to get sandwich makings. My parents did not gamble or do the night life with four young daughters in tow, I do not remember much beyond the green of the lunch meat. I still see it today when I close my eyes. You captured the tacky of what I recall of Las Vegas.
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🙂
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most welcome!
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It certainly does get ones attention on a very sensory overload kind of way at times.
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I still call slot machines one armed bandits! Love is the BIG GAMBLE, and I applaud your good luck. And my own.
Thanks for the visit. Have an excellent week.
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Thank you.
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Wow JoHanna I loved this post! what wonderful pictures! xx
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Gambling on the outlaw… Sounds like Las Vegas to me JoHanna. Lots of outlaws there. Do you remember when slot machines were called one armed bandits? Never stopped me from dropping a quarter. Love is a much bigger gamble. Fortunately, I’ve been lucky. –Curt
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Thank you.
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Happy Valentine’s Day 💓❤️
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Las Vegas must be a melting point between new and old, past and future: yes, an artist can picture this city imitating life in a macro way!
Great photos!
Ciao
Sid
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Great pictures and song!
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Love this song by Kenny! Thanks!
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It sounds like quite a city – your photos capture all its sides. I love this song! Great classic.
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There is no place like it. Or no great effect on a first time visitor. Pictures are great. I’ll be see some of the places soon
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Las Vegas is beautiful, gaudy, cheap, imaginative, tacky, irreverent, holy,disorientating, luxurious, gorgeous and loud. Camera candy to the extreme.
Thank you for your kind words.
Happy Valentines Day to you. ❤️
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Very beautiful post JoHanna 😀 The light around the Buddha is amazing.
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Some gorgeous art works in your post.
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