Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Capable of flying
You soared, baby girl!
Congratulations Miss Fifi! You did such a beautiful job!
(And Toni, you're not doing such a bad job either, letting your beautiful butterfly spread her wings ;-)
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Sand dollars and cents
Monday, January 17, 2011
Thank you, Dr. King.
“If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”
“As my sufferings mounted I soon realized that there were two ways in which I could respond to my situation — either to react with bitterness or seek to transform the suffering into a creative force. I decided to follow the latter course.”
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
10 in 10 for 10 - Day Nine
Lunch al fresco. With a wasabi monster. Well, where do you think wasabi comes from?
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
An important message
I didn't do my 10-10-10 homework today. A couple of days ago, my neighbor knocked on my door and asked. "Hey, I'm cleaning out my garage. Do you want a photo l–""YES! Please!"
"-ightbox?" Whatever that is. Dude had me at "photo l–". This photo l–(ightbox) is like a mini studio, made of white acrylic and you use it to photograph small items. So, I had to play with that today. And such a tiny, perfectly controlled environment really isn't in the spirit of the 10-10-10 Me-Me.
BUT, I do have an important message for you today. And it is the writing on the wall.
Friday, January 7, 2011
10 in 10 for 10 - Day Seven
For Shel Silverstein fans:
I found it! I found it! Today, I found where the sidewalk ends!
And for good measure, the poem:
Where the Sidewalk Ends
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
10 in 10 for 10 - Day Six
I headed for the blob of blight in our neck of the woods: A power plant. If you are reading this blog, you are likely benefiting from electricity. All energy on our planet originates with the sun (except for kinetic energy, such as hydroelectric. Thank you, very clever son of mine). There are some ways to turn bits of sun rays and breezes into electrons. The way this place makes electricity is to take the energy captured by plants, which was then eaten by dinosaurs, who died and decayed, which remains were held under incredible pressure under tons of earth for millions of years...and then pumped up again, refined and burned...to create steam...to turn one giant set of magnets around other magnets... Pretty amazing, if you think about it...
Colette (Colette reflected on the people in her life, who had made some Christmas decorations for her. I'm really thinking this exercise is less and less about the photos themselves, but about something else. I think that's a good thing.)
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
10 in 10 for 10 - Day Five
While I'm not liking my photos, I am liking this exercise: Since I've given myself these constraints of ten minutes and no editing, I've really got to dig deep to finish my homework. A photographic "moment" isn't likely to drop in during my designated ten minutes, since moments really must contain people in the image. I'm really having to open my eyes to light, symmetry, pattern, shapes and color. And I want to cheat. I wanna cheat so bad. But then I see the U-Haul truck that tells me "U can do it!"
I'm using this mosaic maker. I didn't bother reading the fine print, so I'm not sure if this mosaic maker steals your identity or soul or whatever... But it does make good mosaics.
And check out the fun here...
Monday, January 3, 2011
10 in 10 for 10 - Day Four
And check out...Mad Crafty Mama (stay tuned!)
Lola Nova ("Happiness" graffiti and Paul Bunyan? Yes, please!)
Handmade Homegrown (Catamarans and cutting tables! I wanna be you...)
Sunday, January 2, 2011
10 in 10 for 10 - Day Three
These aren't great shots today, not by a long shot. But this exercise is in the doing, not what's done. In the photographing, not the photograph. It is chilled-to-the-bone cold and rainy. But a quick espresso helps things considerably. January first is the day we do two things: Take down the Christmas tree and sort the earthquake kit. In Los Angeles, the rule of thumb is that in the event of The Big One, we Angelenos need to be prepared to live for three days without water, power and communication. So, it's all about sorting out old batteries while keeping energized with espresso and year-old trail mix.
You may want to check out Handmade Homegrown and Lola Nova will be playing along as well! Thank you, you darling gals!
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