City life is millions of people being lonesome together. —Henry David Thoreau
I took some additional photographs of the sunset a few nights ago (pictured in Mesmerized) and I liked this one because of all the utility lines. I like how they added interest to the sky… sort of City meets Sunset.
With my new photo editor, I have so many styles and effects to choose from that I’m having a hard time making up my mind on anything! I thought these two versions were a great display of opposites—light and dark, sad and happy, gloomy and bright.
I think the message here is that those lines in the sky are a symbol—or at least they used to be when we actually used wired phones! For me… they send a message… Stay Connected!
I also wanted to say something about my last post – The Quarantine Project. The featured image was actually made from Broccoli leaves. We have a wild, overgrown Broccoli plant in our garden that is so large it reminds me of Seymour in Little Shop of Horrors. If you look close at the background you can see the outline of some of the leaves. I can’t believe I forgot to mention that! I thought I’d add it to my Garden Art. 🙂
I finished my WordPress course and started another condensed class: Web Development II. That being said, I’m trying out a little CSS to create a border and padding around my image.
What stinks is that I have no idea if it will work in the reader… I’m guessing that’s a big fat no, but I’m doing it anyway. It works on the blog itself, so that will just have to suffice if need be.
The photograph was taken last week when the sky was full of pinks, oranges and blues. It took a while to find the energy (and patience) to open Photoshop since the laptop gets worse every time I use it. If I didn’t know any better I’d swear that Microsoft installed a virus with one of my updates so I’d go out and buy a new one. They do that you know. Or so I’ve been told.
Anyway, I’ve also been testing out Pixlr X for free online photo editing. After some experimentation in there… I came up with the strange, unidentified flying lights for the sky. Since the colors in the sky seemed so surreal, I wanted to give it a fantasy feel.
Last but not least, I must confess. I stepped on the scale today. Never again will I vow to stop doing that. It only increased my temptation and shot my curiosity level through the roof. Needless to say, nothing has changed… but that’s OK.
Better to rest on plateau than to fall down mountain. —My Own Proverb
Tonight’s Everything Red is a recycle/redo of a glorious sunset and a Haiku. Photograph was taken with my cellphone, from outside one of my classrooms. Needless to say, I was ecstatic when I saw the sky light up in red. It was so beautiful I had a hard time concentrating after that.
I had a revelation the other day, when I was pondering what breathtaking means to me. I realized that my relationship with photo programs began when I was shooting nature in Colorado. There’s just something that you feel—when you see nature with your own eyes—that can’t be reproduced when you look at a photograph. At least that’s how I see it.
Post-processing started as my way of trying to recapture that feeling somehow. Of course, now my images often morph into wild or wacky art—and end up looking quite different in the end. The first photo above literally became last night’s Circle of Life. Feeling playful and rebellious, I shaped it into something abstract.
Anyway, all of these images were taken from our apartment, when we lived in Colorado, and I’ve done as little as possible to them. We had the best view in the complex, and Mother Nature… with all of her raw beauty… never failed to put on an amazing show.
I saw this sunset a week ago, just before my Thursday evening class started. It was beautiful just the way it was, but I wanted to do something with it. I feel like I need a ‘creative reprieve’ more and more these days. Not that anything is going bad, or I am stressed out or anything; I just think that sitting down to get creative helps put a halt to my overthinking. It’s like wordless prayer. It forces me to be still.
So… I hit another ‘month’ anniversary; 2 years and 8 months sober as of yesterday. It’s not like I count the days or anything, but when I see the calendar hit the 7th each month I make a mental note—thinking about where I was then compared to where I am now. What a difference 977 days make!
Anyway, that’s about all for now. Have a beautiful day everyone! Remember to stop and smell the roses… enjoy a cup of coffee with a friend… or gaze up at a beautiful sunset.
Because when you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing. Dr. Seuss