Showing posts with label bad pixillated Blackberry photography sans flash at a dark moldy historic theater. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad pixillated Blackberry photography sans flash at a dark moldy historic theater. Show all posts
27 January 2010
The Evidence
Here's what ya get when the venue decrees "No Flash Photography."
You can guess who that pixillated blob in the middle is.
This is AFTER pleading with Photoshop!
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