When he walked into the church, the pictures and images turned their faces to the wall.
Your message did relate that the sacred pictures had not turned from her.
Behind the envelope was another picture turned upside down.
She took a picture, then, throwing them a friendly smile, turned away to continue her photographing.
Pull the tab, and a black-and-white picture of four doctors turns to color, now with eight smiling patients.
Billed fourth and fifth respectively, the picture turned them into stars.
Now, when she imagined moving along without him, the picture turned dull and listless.
In another show, the picture turned like a clock, eventually being seen upside down half way through.
After a few minutes the picture turned to static.
The pictures turned me on soooo much, and I loved it.