Lens-Artists: Creativity

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I’m in awe of those whose imaginations create “big” – like the statues of these stage hands permanently lifting the curtain at Stratford, Ontario, Canada…

Or this butterfly shaped garden at the Botanical Gardens in Corpus Christi, Texas.

(For Lens-Artists Weekly Photo Challenge: creativity.)

11 thoughts on “Lens-Artists: Creativity”

Olga says:

April 25, 2019 at 8:57 pm

Love the action poses in the first sculpture. ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  April 26, 2019 at 10:06 am
  
  They really are well done.
  
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Ennle Madresan says:

April 24, 2019 at 10:16 pm

WOWWWWW!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  April 25, 2019 at 9:21 am
  
  Cool, eh?
  
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  1. Ennle Madresan says:
    
    April 25, 2019 at 11:01 am
    
    Yes, ma’am 🙂
    
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  2. V.J. Knutson says:
    
    April 25, 2019 at 4:31 pm
    
    Sorry, hanging out with a granddaughter today.
    
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  3. Ennle Madresan says:
    
    April 25, 2019 at 9:25 pm
    
    Sounds like a wonderful day! 🙂
    
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Leya says:

April 24, 2019 at 4:03 pm

“…permanently lifting the curtain…”I love that. A creative and lovely choice, thank you!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  April 24, 2019 at 4:48 pm
  
  Thanks Leya!
  
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Tina Schell says:

April 24, 2019 at 8:35 am

I thought those 2 men were real until I read your text VJ – how clever is that?!?!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  April 24, 2019 at 10:03 am
  
  Very clever. Thanks Tina!
  
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