| … and because life is just to darn serious…
(speakin o’ Van Gogh)
it has been discovered that the artist Vincent Van Gogh had many relatives.
Among them were:
I don’t know about you but there aren’t many things that drive me to grit my teeth and cuss and slam things around and … well you get the idea. But one of the things that does drive me to grit my teeth and cuss and slam things around and … is technology! Now why is it, you know what you want it to do, and conceivably how to make it do what you want it to do, but it still won’t do it! Arghhh!
Spoil my wonderful day why don’t cha! Mutter mutter …
But – am I going to let it ruin my whole day? as I give my iphone a sidelong glance and type on my old fashioned PC, no I am not. But I am still going to give my dentist something to complain about (still grittin them teeth are ya K?)
It was a lovely day. 45-50 degrees (yes, Fahrenheit). Driving with the winders down, thinking of all the lovely things I wanted to do on those “other” days, when I could not set foot out of the house. Now I can do them. I know, let’s make a list! So, I made me a list. And as the pedal hit the metal, the list flew out the winder.
Ok, not literally.
But anyway, halfway through doing the new and improved list, I wound up at Panera Bread for a lovely home baked warmmmm chocolate chip cookie (free because I had had a birthday!). And a coffee; I did buy the coffee.
And then I started thinking about all the ways I wanted to spend money.
I know, I was doing fine. So where the heck did that come from?
Well, it’s because I had to think about that new and improved list. Most of it had to do with spending my money. And let me esplain, Lucy, it’s not really my money. Number one, I don’t have it yet. B, if it’s on credit, it’s still not my money. And three, since I owe elsewhere and can’t afford to spend more, it’s still not my money.
And in my mind I see that “It’s my money and I need it now!” commercial. Although, if it was my commercial, it would merely say, “I want it now!” And I’d be wearing baby bloomers with a pacifier hanging off of my shirt.
Ok, so speaking of digression, haha.
So here it is a nice day, winders rolled down (even though they don’t literally roll), fresh breeze coming through, take a picture here, take a picture there, keeping my Photo101 assignment (“Big”) in mind … and for some reason the whole issue of money is starting to drive me crazy (what money?) Oh ya can’t be happy for one second and you want more? That’s what I’m saying to myself.
So I talk myself out of going to Kohl’s and perusing the clothes I’d like to buy, even though the ones on sale are never the ones I can wear …
And I talk myself out of going to Staples and looking at laptops; it will only make me crazy with the “I wanters.”
I talk myself out of going to the car wash because it will be $20. I will wish I had at the end of the month.
I talk myself out of going to the Salvation Army store because I already have a bag full of liber-rary books and I don’t need to buy any…
Well I was feeling pretty virtuous by then. “See God? I didn’t spend any money (except for a cup of coffee), even though I really really wanted to.”
“Ok, I still really really want to. But I didn’t! Aren’t you pwoud of me?”
What’s all this got to do with technology?
Well, it means that by the time I got around to downloading those stupid pictures I took …
I couldn’t do it …
And I gritted my teeth …
And cussed …
And just refrained from slamming things around…
Because as much as I enjoyed the good day, I still didn’t really do what I wanted to do annnd my house didn’t clean itself annnnd the laundry is still waiting to be done annnnd then I feel bad and ungrateful, and I shouldn’t, because
It’s a beautiful day and I do really have a lot that other people don’t so
just because the iphone won’t cooperate,
I don’t have to let it ruin my whole day …
Somebody hand me my pacifier?
(haha and I just remembered, I am going to hook up my cable TV tonite. If you hear sobs coming from under my door you will know why)
This is Day 5 of the Photography 101 Course through WordPress.
First, we were to show a photo representing solitude. I chose two photos.
The first example of solitude could be up to debate. Is the tree the solitary item? or is it the tiny human beside it?
In the next photo, these were our instructions per the Photo101 course:
As you frame your shot, consider the tried-and-true Rule of Thirds, which is a great introductory lesson in composition. Divide your shot into thirds, both horizontally and vertically, so you get nine parts. Your camera probably has the option to display this grid in your viewfinder or LCD screen. But if not, envision this atop your frame:
Place your subject at the intersections of these lines, or along them.
In the following shot, continuing from the instructions, “the placement of the girl, toward the bottom-right, creates a more interesting composition — her aloneness is amplified by all of the open space to the left. This off-center placement also aligns with how our eyes naturally interact with images.”
“Rules are meant to be broken, of course, especially since each image is different! Today, experiment with this grid as you frame your solitary subject.”
Here, the rule of thirds is applied. The woman is relaxing in front of a million dollar view. But can she see it beyond the hedge? Is there anything else that might be interfering with what she sees? Is she worried about something? Is she enjoying her solitude, or trying to conquer it?
The photo was cropped from this larger photo, below. Which one do you think is more interesting, and why?
Today I am playing catch-up on assignments through WordPress’ Photo101 Course. I wanted to see if I could learn more about photography and how to incorporate it into my blog.
This first image represents Home
When my family first moved to Maine from New York, the first thing I remember seeing was the skyline of the City of Portland. This building, seen framed by the trees, is fondly known as the Time and Temperature Building. That black square announces, of course, time and temperature, as well as parking bans in the winter, and occasionally will be used for other purposes. Seems to me I have seen “Happy Easter,” and “Call Joe” (referring to a local law office). My father worked in that building for several years as a hair stylist. I still get a sense of calm when I see it from a distance. It just means “home.”
In the foreground of the photo is Back Cove, also called “Back Bay.” There is a walking trail surrounding the cove that is used by joggers, bicyclists, dog-walkers, skateboarders, roller bladers, and just plain old ladies walking, like myself. (Ok, not officially “old,” but getting there). There are often walk-a-thons held for different charities from Payson Park nearby. This park is home to several Little League games, tennis, soccer, you name it. This is another great place for dogs and their owners, picnics, sunning, reading … you get the idea.
The next assignment was to take a picture of a street. Since I don’t have the oomph to go running around the streets in subzero temps and mile-high snowbanks at this time, this old photo will have to do. Besides, I like this kind of street better anyway.
The photo was taken at the Eastern Promenade in Portland, Maine. Eastern Prom is also used for walking, biking, skateboarding, sight seeing, picnicking, and the like. There is a public beach from which boats may be launched, swimmers may swim, and dogs may dog. There are great views of Casco Bay, walking paths, a gazebo, and a hundred photo ops. Ok, if you insist, I will provide you with a sneak peak of the view (Fort Gorges seen on the right; no extra charge).
The next assignment: Water.
I chose this picture for obvious reasons. I love the mirrored surface of the water and the birds flying just above the surface. I also love trees, and their silhouettes against the sky and over the water. (Photo taken again at Back Cove, seen from Baxter Boulevard, Portland, ME),
Lastly, here is a picture that represents Bliss. I don’t know if you are getting a sense of theme here, but apparently I love the ocean. In fact, the ocean was the factor that sold me, when my dad broke it to us that we were moving to Maine from upstate New York. The ocean is what keeps me. When I moved a couple of hours North, and could not get to the ocean, I was miserable and couldn’t wait to get back Home. That’s not to say I have no wanderlust; I do! Just make sure that somewhere along the line I can get to the ocean.
This photo was taken at The Lobster Shack At Two Lights in Cape Elizabeth, Maine
(Subjects in photo are anonymous. No animals were harmed in the taking of this picture).