Lunch at McMenamins Delicious food and the light was great.
Coffee from Burial Grounds outside on the last day of summer. On to Autumnal highlights, color arrives on a crisp, chilly breeze.
Photographic Art Three images three mediums.
Tuesday November 17th 2015. Darkness, Darkness, winter rains whipped by high winds I hunker down inside my virtual life. Seeking the highlight through drawn shades. The lights blink like my attention span. Blips on my screen don’t respond the more I engage the more I feel it is a waste of time draining my emotional strength.
Image made in church have had a few very diverse feelings of what I am saying here from dark, inspiring, sinister, sometimes I know what I want to say with an image. Other times it is the light the shapes leading to ambiguity. This is one frame not post processed except for size. August 17th a photo day with Roger I make this image thinking about the light and design of stained glass, a path to the light, seeking the high light. ISO 1600 1/80th at F-8. From dark to light the windows lead or is it the other direction? Metaphors, Ambiguity a 1000 changing words. What do you see?
The life of an artist is a dream drifting through images, words a visual language sometimes clear often ambiguous. A Wonderful Dream. I have been awake too much lately!
The contest continues. At the top of the page mouse over galleries select a gallery, a page collage of images appears click on one image to go to gallery individual images select and comment say the magic word and receive an 8×10 print free. The word is simple found in many of my statements enjoy pjc
Photographic Art Right to one of the galleries.
The days start slow coffee, meds eat, wait for meds to work play online. Second, third gear lunch. Out to the world the light is right it always is, State Street meander to Percival landing.
Percival Landing often a destination to read, write but today the sun that shone when I left for the bus was replaced by a cool breeze and a hazy shade of winter. The table and chairs where I would sit and write have been moved indoor for the season. Winter is closing in, but the light was right it always is. The water the boats abstract reflections.
Trying to catch a reflection of a gull cavorting above, not easy. Twenty minutes no gull. I walk on viewing the public art and shooting some skateboarders. A Molasses cookie at Traditions and back to the bus ninety minutes after getting off the bus I am heading home a good productive walk. The light was right it always is………………………..
Photographic Art Round Figure Graphic Shapes Silver Gelatin Print