Bent
Her Attitude
A reflection of her attitude, her neck was bent in a odd and disturbing way. It appealed to the baser senses.
Spirit Trees
Dancing Trees
From our walk the other day, when I discovered a grove of birch right next to the underpass to the freeway. It was a tiny forest surrounded by asphalt. If the faeries were hiding out there, they had a very small roaming space in this reality. It had that kind of magical feel though, as if it were actually a doorway into some other place. I wanted to speak of the incongruence in the image, so I layered the mini-forest with the texture of the close up of the asphalt.
Hmmm Daze
She Stood There Forever
I was thinking today of one of my favorite photographers, and her super effective style of using the diptych in a lot of her image presentations, so I thought I would give it a try. I’m not sure it translates, yet it was enjoyable. I just may try it again.
Fear Face
Remembering
I created this face image in the darkroom in the early 70s. I slathered vaseline on my face, rolled my face on photographic paper, then exposed the paper to light and developed it. I never really did much with the image even though it intrigued me. It’s not a really friendly image. I think I must have created it to make this piece, all these years later. It finally feels complete. I’ve been learning lots about pushing into fear lately. This is appropriate.
Bloom
Where are you growing?
Busy busy day. Still, I got in a very short walk. This year we actually had an iris bloom in our yard (a first in this home), but no tulips. I had to walk the neighborhood to find this one. The subtle floral border is a hand drawn ink border which I created for an wedding invitation over 30 years ago. It’s kind of fun recycling the old stuff which I thought was no longer useful. E-Cycling. It doesn’t save any pixels that I am aware of, yet I get warm and fuzzys thinking I might have re-purposed some.
Dogwood Blessing
May you be blessed…
This spring is just flying by, as if all of the growing things are in hyperdrive. I’m really grateful that I’ve managed to take the walks that I have, camera in hand, and light surrounding everything as if staged for my convenience. Don’t you just love dogwood?
