Month: October 2018

Carpe Noctem

I realized this evening that I stay up much later than I used to. I wanted to work on this image tonight because I just love the trees. The next thing I knew it was after midnight again! If you ask me, I think all of the lines from the leafless branches seem to make their own art. I love how nature does that; flaunts its beauty without shame, even in the most vulnerable and unexpected places. I was never quite sure if the trees were even alive when I took the photograph, because as far as my eyes could see, it looked like sticks… upon sticks… upon sticks! Still, it looked beautiful to me. I think it has to do with growing up in the city. When all you really know of nature is what’s in your own backyard—or in the neighborhood park—glimpses of natural landscapes, untouched by man, create a sense of awe and wonder that’s truly unforgettable. I love that. Anyway, the later it got, the more I thought about how I’m becoming a night …

A Reach Away

The desire to reach for the stars is ambitious. The desire to reach hearts is wise. Maya Angelou I just wanted to do something new and unusual today… I hope everyone is having a beautiful weekend!Peace & Love,—Janet

October Eves

Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves. —Humbert Wolfe After mentioning the other day how much I love browns and rust, I wanted to do something in earthy tones; something to celebrate October. I’m also celebrating the fact that we finally had rain today after that hot, HOT summer. And we actually had lightning & thunder as well. It was beautiful! —Peace & Love to you all— Janet

Cryptic Clouds

This world is but a canvas to our imagination. Henry David Thoreau I’m hoping to write something exciting here on the blog soon. I’ve been doing a lot in my English class, and I’ve gotten so many new ideas, but lately I feel fortunate just to have enough ‘leisure time’ to work on a creative image at night. Eventually I’ll get there! I have several cloud photographs that I took about a year ago—and I’ve never known exactly what to do with them—so I decided to add a little interest to this one. I can’t be sure, but I’m thinking I might just do a little “cryptic cloud series.” Have a beautiful weekend everyone … Peace and Love!!

A Song in my Soul

What I have in my heart and soul — must find a way out. That’s the reason for music. Ludwig van Beethoven Today has been such a good day! It felt like there was a little celebration going on inside of my soul, and I wanted to burst out in song! Believe it or not, I actually wrote that before I found the Beethoven quote. How perfect is that?! I mentioned before that I was done apologizing or explaining what went wrong with my images, but I have to be honest and say that this design wasn’t exactly what I envisioned. I love the rust tones though, so I decided that it was time to call it finished. It’s funny, sometimes when people ask me what my favorite color is, I wonder if they think it’s strange when I tell them rust, or brown. I just love those earthy shades! I used some clouds and an old moon shot to start it out because today I was able to withdraw from my Biology class (which was …

Happy Anniversary!

Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways. Oscar Wilde Would you believe that today marks exactly two years for me here on the blog? Another week and I’ll also reach two years and seven months sober. Praise God for that! Time flies when you’re busy making plans, that’s for sure. Speaking of making plans, I had an epiphany recently. One of the students in my English class mentioned something about changing how society views a certain subject. I can’t remember what it was she was referring to, but that’s not really the point anyway—it’s what happened after. Grinning, our professor reminded the class that they were young, and that they had their whole lives ahead of them to change the world. At first, I felt a little sad. There I sat, surrounded by teens and young adults—the oldest probably 26 years old—and I was… well… somewhere in my fifties. Somehow his words just struck me. It’s not often that I get discouraged, but …