Month: February 2017

My Own Drum

“They can’t hear my drums, but they can see me dance!” -Anonymous So… the drums were never in my head this morning- it actually happened by accident. I’m still experimenting with glass over images (and probably will for a long time), but I wasn’t feeling it this morning. The glass seemed to hide the image too much.

Smoke and Mirrors

My featured image, and something that’s been on my mind the last couple of days is Smoke & Mirrors. I know… it looks like a bird and a cloud. 😉 I took both shots yesterday, separately. The crow was surrounded by the haze above the city, and the cloud was right above where I stood. I pieced them together and did a little liquefy near the corners, so it looks a little like smoke.

Stand Tall

Say it as it is. No need to hide the truth, to deny the painful journey made nor to dwell in the experience. But move on in you life. Share with others. Being open is the only way, honesty being the best policy. Be frank. Be sincere to yourself. Use your hardship to navigate others through theirs. Grow strong from vulnerability. Stand tall and feel proud. —Author unknown I had a great little walk today and was able to take quite a few interesting photos. I’ll be back later to share more. As a side note… I thought of many fellow bloggers when I found the above quote about honesty. Share your story and your ups & downs. Be honest, be brave… … and STAND TALL.

Glass Half Full

Yes, my glass is always half full (non-alcoholic beverages, of course). And, as my sponsor says… it is also refillable. 🙂 I’m experimenting with glass over images and this is my first test run. The trees were shot at the old zoo today, and in reading a tutorial last night I was led to Image*After, which is where I found the glass.

The Shack

Don’t go in there! 😉 I ended up back around the old zoo today. It’s so beautiful outside, and they have some (gentle) inclines to walk (but I really felt it in my hamstrings!). I think I should get a Fitbit someday and see just how much walking I really do when I go out.

What I Imagine

IF YOU LOSE YOURSELF in your work, you find who you are. If you express the best you have in you in your work, it is more than just the best you have in you that you are expressing. Frederick Buechner, Whistling in the Dark I thought it was rather coincidental (not) that my quote of the day email from Mr. Buechner was titled Work. I couldn’t wait to read it. His are usually a little longer, but this one was perfect for what’s been on my mind these days. Every day I imagine more and more images that I want to create, and I’m finding that if I just keep doing that, I lose old worries as I grasp new techniques. It’s a win-win. Anyway, the featured image is actually a combination of three images, four if you count the hand. The bird shots are from last week, at the L.A. River- so the water has been re-colored, to say the least. The hand was just my way of saying- No, this is not what was …

A Gentle Glow

Today was a really good day. Although I don’t like to write posts that aren’t uplifting, or bursting with joy, I have to say that yesterday it proved to be helpful. For me anyway. Something in a comment got me thinking about my reluctance to make decisions. He mentioned that some people actually preferred having someone else make the choice… then if (or when) things turn out badly, there is someone else to blame (Thanks Great to Good). When I read that, I knew instantly that it applied to me- in a certain area. WORK. Of all things. No wonder I’ve been struggling with taking the next step. In all the years that I worked for the broker, I was the right hand man. I’ve always thought of it as being the one that got stuck doing everything. You know… being overworked and underpaid, and always feeling slighted- that someone else is getting the credit for all of your efforts. But the reality of it is that I hid behind him. I had the choice to go out and do it on my own, but I …

The Watcher

The wooden head here is actually part of a statue from that train museum. I believe it is Casey Jones, the railroad engineer- not to be confused with Teenage mutant ninja turtles. This was a fun little project because I finally learned more about getting rid of edges after removing backgrounds, and the sky was brought in from somewhere else, as well, so I’m getting better at blending. Of course, my mom walked by my computer and kind of freaked out when she saw it. “Why is there a head hanging from that tree?!??” So, to be clear—he is not hanging—he is looking down on the camera lens. I guess we see things differently. Blessings!! Life is good and God is great!

Fading Away

Last train for now. I think I’m done experimenting for today. I’m going to sit down with something in mind and REALLY stick to the agenda later today. I saw a train in the graphic design book I bought, and managed to get lost in the whole train idea in the process. Still working on transitions from black and white (or sketches) to color, and I decided to attempt a hazy look while I was at it. Anyway, I hope everyone is having a nice weekend. ♥♥♥  

TGIF

Hello everyone!! I’ve been spending a massive amount of time experimenting on Photoshop and I almost hate to say it, but it’s really hard for me to come up for air. And I’m only in the beginning stages…  I just love learning new things! I’ve mixed a Utah field, one of my many taken from a moving car photos, with a moon shot taken here in California- in our back yard. I’ve actually posted the moon shot in Howling at the Moon. It was one of my—oh my gosh that actually came out good—photos of the moon, so I hope I never lose it. After my “meltdown” awhile back, when I pretty much closed up shop on my virtual business, I turned off my computer and had no desire (whatsoever!) to ever open it up again. It sat collecting dust for months actually. In fact, the only thing I used it for was journaling, and then in October when I started this blog. That being said… this past four and one half months has been different. It’s kind …

Trudging Along

Yesterday I took a walk along the Los Angeles river again, and there wasn’t much out there. I got in some good exercise though, and it was really warm out! Anyway, I took a photo of the path I walk, and today added some mountains and sky that I shot from my living room window, when I lived in Colorado. Otherwise, there was just a freeway to look at. I guess you could say that I imagined there was much more out there than an ugly old road. That’s where I found the divine yesterday- in my imagination. Peace and love!!

The Valiant Blogger Award

HALL OF VALOR Liz of Daily Warriors  created, and nominated me for the Valiant Blogger Award. Thank you so much Liz! The Valiant Blogger Award is for the blogger who is brave and courageous. It is dedicated to someone who, despite being faced with the most difficult obstacles in life, chooses to fight on and never give up. It is for the lionhearted, one who faces fears and challenges, who has become an inspiration to others along the way. RULES: 1. Post the award on your blog (Done). 2. Provide a link to the Hall of Valor (See above). 3. In 200 words or less, share about the greatest challenge in your life and HOW you got through it (See below). 4. Give one piece of advice to people who are struggling with something in their life (Look to God). 5. Thank the person who nominated you, nominate a new blogger for the award, and make sure to let the blogger you chose for the award know that you nominated them (See below). The greatest challenge in …

Illuminated

No one regrets having changed a light bulb. Gretchen Rubin Well, I was experimenting with a light bulb and there’s good news and bad news. I’m happy with what I learned about layers, but given the fact that I really love how the lake came out inside of the bulb… now I wish I would have chosen a better light bulb before I started! Darn it.

Having Enough

Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt. John Muir Sometimes I think or say something, and later I realize that it wasn’t 100% correct. I try to look at it like there’s a lesson that I need to learn, or a new discovery that I can take away from it. I’ve mentioned before that it’s important for me to learn how to live sober, and that DOES (and probably always will) hold true—however—there are other things that I need to DO, and I always seem to put them at the bottom of my list! Giving. Being of service. Carrying the message. Thinking more of others. It’s not that I don’t have a huge desire to be selfless… I really DO! It’s that my mind keeps returning to my old thought pattern—which goes something like: What do you have to offer? You’re not ready. You’re not well enough. You don’t know enough yet.  I can go on and on, but you get my drift. IF I allow myself to listen to and believe those thoughts… I’ll NEVER be …

Hiding Behind Wings

I absolutely LOVE this birds wing. I remember taking the photo, but it must have blended in with the many other photos I took that day and I never really sat down to view it. Anyway, the sky was dull, so I’ve used paint colors and the smudge tool (which would explain all of the sky smudges!). A painter I am NOT, but I found that it’s a GREAT tool for relaxation! So… you might see more smudgy images popping up. I’d say the wings are quite heavenly… so this is my divine image for today. Blessings-

A Tale of Redemption

A few things happened today that really moved me, but I’m only going to talk about one for now. Tonight was the meeting that I co-secretary for, and it turned out to be a pretty emotional meeting. There’s something that I’ve been wanting to talk about, but I was never sure if the time was right, or if bringing it up was even the right thing to do. Tonight I got the answer (and permission). I’ve mentioned before that I have three grandsons. A photo of my oldest grandson (who is eight) is here in the blog, buried back in an old post. I have far fewer photos of him than I do of the other two, because I don’t see him that often. He lives with his mother and grandparents, and his father (my son) is now married and has the two younger boys. His mother is a recovering heroin/meth addict. I was in my four years sober without a program phase when I met her over eight years ago, and she had just gotten clean at the time. I …

Rainy Days

Trees, by Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never seeA poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressedAgainst the earth’s sweet flowing breast. A tree that looks at God all day,And lifts her leafy arms to pray. A tree that may in Summer wearA nest of robins in her hair. Upon whose bosom snow has lainWho intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me,But only God can make a tree.

Signs of Change

Now that I’m back in the realm of randomness, I’m messing with alterations. This is a street sign by my old High School. Actually, it’s the street that I used to hang out on when I would cut classes, and do other experimental things. I’ve always said that I hated school. I really DID back then—but I thought of something today. When I was hanging out there recently and taking pictures, I watched the kids for awhile. Some were practicing their sports, joking and laughing, and others were talking and hanging out while waiting for their parents to pick them up. They all looked so happy. For a moment, I was a bit sad (or disappointed) that I hadn’t experienced that kind of enthusiasm in my school days. It appeared to be a fun place now! Looking around, I thought why did I hate it here so much?!? Today I knew the answer to that while I was modifying this sign. There was only one reason why I was miserable back then, and it had nothing to do with the school- or the people that I went …

A Note on Gratitude

As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them. John F. Kennedy I should make it a habit to write in the morning. My outlook is so good when I first wake up. At night my thoughts get lost in a fog of the day’s events, and I’m not always thinking clearly. First of all I’m going to change my image challenge. The things I’m grateful for isn’t working for me at all! I’m finding it hard to use my imagination when it comes to choosing and/or creating photographs that coincide with the many things I’m grateful for, and the frustration in that process is trying to steal my joy! Go figure. 😉 Anyway, I really can’t narrow down my gratitude like that either. When it comes down to it… I’m grateful to God, and I’m grateful for life. My sober life. My new freedom in Christ. Everything beyond that is an added bonus. But seek first the kingdom of God and …

Feeling Unruffled

Be kind to yourself while blooming. I know sometimes it feels like your soul doesn’t always fit. It’s all a part of the process. Emery Allen What I found odd yesterday is that when I was doing the mood images, I was unstoppable. There are so many different moods that one can experience—I could have gone on forever! Now that I’ve moved on to things that I’m grateful for, it’s been slow moving. There are a zillion things for me to be grateful for, don’t get me wrong, but there are two challenges I’ve faced. One is finding images to match, which is no big deal… but the other thing–that is VERY important—is that I FORGET to be grateful. In my Thursday meeting, I shared about my fears, as well as some thoughts I’ve been having about whether or not I’m doing the right things. You know, like wondering if my actions and motives lately are too self-seeking, and on and on… Two gentlemen (my brothers, I should say) said a few things that really helped me change …

Who Dropped the Ball?

I went with an idea today and when I was finished I wanted to call it The Sky is Falling, but that made me realize that the balls should contain little bits of sky and clouds—not flowers! Anyway, I kind of like it for the sake of the colors, and I’ve been wanting to do something with the helicopter that I photographed awhile back- so I think I’m going to call it a day. ♥♥♥Peace and Love♥♥♥  

Beyond the Clouds

Apparently I’m stuck on the color blue, and the sphere shapes lately. Believe it or not this started out with a bird sitting on the edge of one of our potted plants earlier today. They finally discovered the bird feeder that I hung out there—but it’s a little too close to the house so, rather than sit on the feeder, they knock it around and then pick up the seeds from the ground. Blessings!!

What If?

After thinking about my life this morning, I had a random, but important thought. About fear. You know—I realized that when I procrastinate about moving towards my dreams, I don’t ever really ask myself the question: What if I fail? Pondering Well, maybe—when I have to take a test or something—but I mean when it comes to taking chances and just going for a goal, or a dream. If I want something bad enough I’m never afraid of failure. When I started my business, I was renting a room in Arizona for $300 a month, sleeping on a blow-up bed, and had no car—so failure was the farthest thing from my mind! Maybe that’s the beauty of “nothing left to lose“. The point here is that I wasn’t afraid of failing—and I gave it my all; without hesitation. What occurred to me today is that, when hesitating about moving forward, my biggest fear is actually… What if I succeed??? Coming from someone who spent a good part of her life self-sabotaging, I think this makes total sense and I’m …

Reblog: I’ve Been Published For The First Time Ever!

Originally posted on Bec's Blurbs:
I always knew I was a creative person, but it wasn’t until a couple of years ago that I realized how much of my identity is shaped by it. The way I view the world, including my major life choices, all stem due to me being creative. It dictates the way I think, and therefore it’s the lens in which I make decisions and view life. I wrote this article because it’s important for people like me to know they’re not alone. I decided to submit it to Thought Catalog on the off chance that they would publish it. Since I’ve never being published before, I didn’t expect for it to get accepted; however, last Friday I woke up to an email with a link to my published article. This is what I want to do. I want to write to give hope to others. I want to dance my story to let others know they are not alone. I AM A CREATIVE.  ? Check out the article here: “To…