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Re: NFC: NA Killie photos needed.....
I don't have scanned pictures of my pupfish, but i can scan them and put
them up on my website. they are really cool.
On Fri, 20 Nov 1998, robert a rice wrote:
> I am finishing up my TFH column for the next month and need NA killie
> photos and sunfish photos. If you have skills but lack suitable fish
> please send me sample of your work to elllasoma at AOL_com. I can send you
> the fish. All photos will be used in my TFH column....I would love to
> bring several good photographers to the limelight but I cant if you wont
> do the work
> Please help me by getting involved. Talking about things is interesting
> but not productive. SO IF YOU ARE AN AMATURE PHOTOGRAPHER WITH A PASSION
> FOR CONSERVATION AND NATIVE FISH PLEASE STEP UP AND ARRANGE WITH ME SOME
> SUITABLE PHOTOS.
> If you have questions about NA killies , photography, aquarium stuff etc
> please forward stuff to the NFC at actwin_com email list . Last time I sent
> out a similar note I got 70+ ?'s about NA killies etc. While I enjoy
> emails the volume is rather overwhelming and the NFC list was /is setup
> for just that. So send it there so we can all enjoy it.So IF YOU ARE A
> INTERESTED PHOTAGRAPHER PLEASE CONTACT ME ! TFH DOES PAY FOR PHOTOS !
> Thanks for your time.
> Robert Rice
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