All wallpapers displayed at this website are created with PhotoMix collage software by fCoder group, which is quite the thing for the task. Truth to tell - I enjoy using it.
Some may ask: I have Photoshop; why do I need any other software to work with images?
Here’s my opinion:
Using PhotoShop for the purpose of creating wallpapers is just like trying to shoot down a pigeon with a cannon ball. To understand my idea one can compare a couple hundred pages of Photoshop manual to the small PhotoMix tutorial below:
1. Take a handful of images - as many as you wish:
2. Position and re-position your images on “paper” of any size. You can do it manually or apply one of dozens of layouts already present in PhotoMix:
3. Make your images “mix” into one another - use any borders you like. You may also alter images by applying various filters to them:
4. If necessary, add some text to your project:
5. Save your work as an image or set a desktop wallpaper right from the program:
And - that’s it. One can spend an hour making a wallpaper with Photoshop, or achieve the same result in 5 steps with PhotoMix.
If you take into consideration this - and the price policy, which is also very important - the answer to the above question becomes quite evident.
The trial version of PhotoMix has certain limitations. Still, today you can use the full potentials of this program for 3 days - just drop a line to PhotoMix support team say that you are from DailyCollage.com and ask them for a 3-day registration key. Once you have the key, feel free to make wallpapers, posters or personal photo collages - that’s very easy and, I dare say, kinda addictive. Print your collages or save them as image files - it’s absolutely free for 3 days.
Thank you for visiting our website - we’ve done our best so that you could enjoy it.
Regards,
Paul
I look at you all see the love there that?s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don?t know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
I don?t know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.
I look at the world and I notice it?s turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don?t know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don?t know how you were inverted
No one alerted you.
I look at you all see the love there that?s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
Look at you all…
Still my guitar gently weeps.
I read the news today oh, boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh and
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn?t notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They?d seen his face before,
Nobody was really sure if he was from the house of lords.
I saw a film today oh, boy
The english army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had a look
Having read the book,
I?d love to turn you on…
Woke up, fell out of bed,
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup,
And looking up I noticed I was late.
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke,
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream
Ah
I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in blackburn, lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all,
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the albert hall.
I?d love to turn you on…
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. yeah
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
Hey jude, don?t make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.
Hey jude, don?t be afraid.
You were made to go out and get her.
The minute you let her under your skin,
Then you begin to make it better.
And anytime you feel the pain, hey jude, refrain,
Don?t carry the world upon your shoulders.
For well you know that it?s a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder.
Hey jude, don?t let me down.
You have found her, now go and get her.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.
So let it out and let it in, hey jude, begin,
You?re waiting for someone to perform with.
And don?t you know that it?s just you, hey jude, you?ll do,
The movement you need is on your shoulder.
Hey jude, don?t make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her under your skin,
Then you?ll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh.
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong ?
Father mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working. darning his socks in the night when there?s nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Eleanor rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father mckenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
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