Mucking About

The original photograph was dull – a cloud of crows dispersing at my interruption – and I almost tossed it, till I saw an hint of possibility. Played with the colours, added filters to give it a painted finish and found a graphic of a man holding a camera. Et voilĂ , my dull birding photo […]

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Art Break

The more I create, the more I mourn what I missed all those years that I thought I didn’t have a creative bone in my body. Now I climb over mounds of doubt, clearing paths to forge ahead. I hit roadblocks where all I see in my art is what is lacking. At these times, […]

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Street Art

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Street art

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Last of March

Last of March, camera and cell photos for Bushboy’s challenge.

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Art Pause

Having fully recovered from my surgery, I now await Ric’s return from his. He had a total reconstruction of the knee – 10 new parts he claims – and yesterday his pain was not well managed, but this morning, rested and feeling better, he is anxious to get home. In the meantime, I deal with […]

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Art That Warms the Heart

What I miss most right now is sharing art time with my granddaughters. These creations are the work of seven-year-old Sloane. (For Cee’s On The Hunt For Joy: Let kids decorate.)

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Passing The Time

Pursuing feathered inspiration takes me to quiet rural settings. At home, I pour over images, and “picturate” as my husband calls it – altering the photos to create something new. I spend time daily, crafting poetry, inspired by images, or dreams, or prompts. Often I combine the poems with the artistic photos: I’m also spending […]

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What the Tree Told Me

Trees have stories to tell. I’m sure of it. I find my lens drawn to holes and broken places, wonder about the life that finds shelter there, wonder what the tree can teach me. The art of creativity means setting aside the logical mind, listening to nuances, allowing the expression of the irrational. I let […]

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Creativity’s Alive

I hit a dry spell over the holidays. Felt deflated as far as creativity went. So Ric bought me new materials – ink pens, markers, pastels, and paper, lots of paper. Still, none of my photographs were inspiring me. I really wanted to create something from my own imagination, but have little faith in my […]

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