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Sunday, April 6, 2014

Happy Songography



One
One


I recently visited my aunt and uncle in La Jolla California. That made me happy. My last vacation was nearly two years ago. You know what else? There was SUN.  Everyday.
That totally made me happy.


 
Near the Sea
Near the Sea


And there was....wait for it.....
 
COLOR!
No frickin' way!!  I haven't seen color in so long I forgot what color looks like.
 It looks good.
 
 

In Bloom
Blossoms
 
 
And there was new and different stuff and fun things to take photos of.
 
 
 
Repetition
Repetition



Surfer's Car 201/365
Surfer's Car
 
 
And there was the chance to spend extended time with my aunt and uncle who are lots of fun.


At Sammy's
At Sammy's


As is their adorable dog Spiffy.
 

Spiffy
Spiffy
 

Did I mention there was color?
 

Chicano Park
Chicano Park
 

A park full of street art. That totally made me happy.
 

Prose
Prose
 
 
Linking with Kathy over to "You'll Shoot Your Eye Out" where this week's song, if you weren't paying attention is "Happy". 
Everybody knows that one.
 
Have a happy day.
Thanks for letting me share a few highlights of my happy vacation.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Photo Heart March Edition


I've been largely absent here at the Ears, and I'm not going to justify that or apologize. Don't know that beyond this post life will open up for more blogging moments or not. It will when it will. But I miss my regular peeps out there. That's the hardest part.  The Photo-Heart is not to be missed however. I will apologize for not getting around to reading every one's post each month no matter how good my intentions for doing so are. I'm doing the best I can.


I was lucky enough this month to travel to La Jolla California near San Diego. Having a week's respite from winter was really helpful and each day the sun made a big appearance which helped my mood drained from SAD and winter and cold and snow that seems(ed?) endless. I visited an aunt and uncle, and their cute dog named Spiffy.

The first evening my uncle took me for a nice walk along the shoreline (with Spiffy).  I got a lay of the land, saw a gorgeous west facing sunset where I could actually see the sun touch the horizon (we don't get those here in Maine-always trees and stuff in the way) and stopped to chat with a few folks including a photographer who had recently opened a little gallery shop with a display of images vividly filling the walls complete with price tags beside.

The next morning, I took a photowalk.  It was hazy, but the sun was definitely working its way out.  It is fun and exciting to capture images in a place totally new and great to feel that adrenaline rush that doesn't come so easily shooting the same ol', same ol' around home.  I came around the corner to find this beautiful scene with some of my faves...mist, golden light, a single person, backlight (if only there'd been a low POV).....I could see the man was a photographer waiting on the hillside to catch the "perfect" shot of pelicans that use that spot as their home.



Waiting on Photo Ops
Waiting on Photo Ops
 
 
I thought, while he's waiting for the perfect photo op, I'm getting the perfect photo op courtesy of him.  As I rounded the top of the hill, we met.  It was the same photog I'd met the evening before.  The one with the shop with his photos for sale.
 
I think my PHC moment this month is reminding myself to "own" that I'm an artist.  I do, but sometimes I think I'm not as good an artist/photographer as others out there.  I know it's true when I see really high end photographers with experience and equipment and such, but I need to own that I am good at what I do without being a bragger, just self-assured.
 
Later in the week I went to a couple of galleries of some really high end photographers.  Professionals whose life work is photography.  They have images that sell for minimum of $350 and run up into the thousands.  You know what I saw?  A couple of images that I would have taken and similarly composed; a couple of images with the focus not perfectly clear (that I would have discarded as not good enough); a couple of images with blow outs-and yet they were still great photos.
 
Note to self....jus' sayin'.
 
 
Thank you to Kat for the Photo Heart Connection.  Always enjoy the soul searching and the practice which doesn't feel much like practice at all.
 
 



Saturday, March 1, 2014

Photo Heart Time



Screen Door BW 168/365
Screen Door BW 168/365 
 
Screen doors.  The kind that go "slam" then offer a secondary bump with the following rebound action.  The kind that swing open on a long spring to let your bare feet stub across the barn floor and out into the grass near the dandelions clumped against the perfectly edged row of  day lillies.  The kind that say summer lasts a very long time and feels carefree.  The kind that have a rusty hook dangling from the top corner. A hook that children ignore and adults undoubtedly use unbeknown to the little feet that go in and out, in and out, slam and bump, slam and bump over and over while the grass grows green and warm breezes blow.
 
 
Ten degrees, down coat, long johns beneath the jeans, feet in thermal boots, hat, gloves, pocket warmers....and the ice and the snow.  There it is.
 
 
 
Linking with Kat for February's Photo Heart Connection.  I sincerely suggest you give it a try.  It almost always surprises me.  Thank you Kat.
 
 
 



Friday, February 21, 2014

Randomesque






Five random things....that can get a girl blogging when there's a whole bunch of things on "the list" that she should be doing instead.  Random doesn't require much thinking and is more fun than anything else I'm supposed to be doing.  Boom!



The Craft Table 165/365
The Craft Table
 
Seriously, I don't craft.  I go to Michael's and wonder what people do with all that stuff.  This table looks like a craft table. 
It's where I'm matting photos for my next show-in T minus 7 days.
Yes, this is one of the jobs I'm currently procrastinating.
 


Bicyclist 171/365
Bicyclist
 
In the snow.  Heavy snow, coming down fast.  What's up with that?
 


As In Winter?
As in Winter?
 
At the old trolley and railroad museum.  Because I wonder a lot, I wonder where Wonderland is.
 


Roll Hole BW 159/365
Roll Hole BW
 
This brings random to a whole new level.
 


Apartment House on the Water
Apartment House on the Water
 
Reflections always seem random to me.  I especially enjoy them when they become distorted-just a bit; a touch of abstraction.
 
 
Those are my 5 random thoughts du jour.  Well, I'll probably have other random thoughts later, but these are the 5 I'm sharing.  Have a great random Friday.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

My Day

Linking with my friend Kathy over at "You'll Shoot Your Eye Out" for Songography-where the song this week is MY Day.  It's all about me!


I'm not watching the Olympics.  OK, sorry.  Shoot me now.  I don't have cable TV and don't watch much TV, so....it's not so much the Olympics, it's everything.

Therefore, I have to twist up this week's song for my own personal Olympics this morning.


For the first time in maybe 2+ years, Tula Dot and I went for a little cross-country ski.  I go to the gym everyday, but decided to take it outside this morning.  Wise choice.



On the Run
On the Run
 
 
Tula was absolutely Olympic sized happy.  She's not so happy this evening-she's sore everywhere, but her joy was wonderful to see.
 
We had the entire trail to ourselves as it was 7 in the morning.  Have to know when to chose your moments.  I complain about living in Maine because of the weather, but the chance to be out in the woods alone, solitude....you can't get that just anywhere.
 
 

iphone Selfie
iphone Selfie
 
 
Yes, I was taking pics with my iphone and still not liking it.  I'm trying.  Skiing with a big camera is hard.  I know, speaking from experience.
 
 
 
Trail Partner BW
Trail Partner BW
 
"What do you mean, get in the car?"
Guess who didn't really want to go home.
 
 


French Toast and Fruit
French Toast and Fruit
 
Guess who really DID want to go home?  Every Sunday morning I make this as a  special treat for myself.  No syrup, just fruit.  The steam is real, just light passing thru from the kitchen window. 
And NO, I didn't take that with the iphone.
 
 
Thank you for your visit, and thanks to Kathy for hosting this fun linky. 
Go for the gold!




Saturday, February 8, 2014

Feeling Random



Feeling random; I mean somebodys got to do it.



One Pass BW 140/365
One Pass BW
 


Maple Top
Maple Top Farm
 


The 6 Hundreds
The 6 Hundreds
 


Corral 160/365
Corral
 


This post means nothing other than the weather report and I saw some cows.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Photo-Heart for January





Last month I had a hard time choosing a photo heart connection and I find the same is true this month.  I'm connected with a variety of my photos because I think they are good, because I saw something in an instant and knew it would be a good photograph, or because I can remember the moment clearly on the day it was taken.  I'm not feeling the heart connection though.

Something I like about photography beyond the act of capturing images, sharing them with an "audience" of friends, taking time to process them to bring out the best, etc.  I can look at a photo from August of 2012 and remember that night or day or morning and sometimes my state of mind.  It is rare when I'm puzzled about where a photo was taken.




Nostalgia.  The dictionary says it's a yearning for something in the past, connected with happiness, but I think of it too as a peek backward that may be a regret or a simple remembrance without much emotional pull toward pleasure or pain.  It seems nostalgia isn't connected with something that happened last week or a month ago, but it digs deeper to a time in the distant past.  I shall contact Merriam-Webster and ask them to give a go at tweaking that definition for me.


 
Window Shades BW
Window Shades BW




I took this just a few days back at an old school building which is no longer occupied. It was pretty cold so I did a once around the building capturing images until I could no longer feel the fingers on my right hand. This image has a sense of nostalgia for me reminding me of an elementary school I attended. I don't have particularly fond memories of the school, nor negative ones either. It is the windows. They looked like this at Park Street School, especially outside of my 4th grade classroom-at least to me with a 9 year old's perception.

What draws me to the image are the cords hanging from the windows. I didn't see them while shooting, only when I looked at my photos later in the day. I wonder if I did see them while shooting and they just didn't register. I did note the different levels of the shades (not blinds), and I liked the imperfection which is when my brain suggested to my index finger I should push the shutter button.

When I look at this photo a year from now, I'll remember that I parked around back, the red door on the right side of the building, the sort of sorry state of a building now empty and becoming freezing cold 3/4 the way around and wishing I'd parked closer.

I have no idea what this photo-heart connection is about, but there it is.  Thank you to Kat for the link up.  I enjoy participating every month.



100 Miles for a Camel


Tracks BW {1/52}
Tracks BW
 
 
I got to thinking......who WOULD walk 500 miles for somebody?  I mean 500 miles at once.  I'm sure I've walked way more than 500 miles most every year of my adult life.  But walking and walking and walking?  I know, right.
 
Had to dig thru the archives to figure this one out.
 


Best Black Shoes BW 31/365
Best Black Shoes BW
 
Yah, not counting on this guy.  Imagine the miles on him already.
He's not sneering at me, he just has a sneer on his face in general.
 
 


Phil
Phil
 
I don't know about Phil.  He looks pretty busy puttering in his greenhouse converted to man cave with windows.
 


Not a Shy Guy
Not a Shy Guy
 
I'd be more inclined to think this guy would....plus got the whole motorcycle thing going on for back up.  You know, just in case of blisters or something.
 
 
 
Then I thought about someone who WOULD walk 500 miles for me.... 
 
My brother.
 
He might be a bit late in arriving, but he would come.
 
 
 
Sam
Sam
 


Dad
Dad
 
And I bet he'd walk a million miles for his little girl.  Smitten.
 
 
Linking with Kathy over at "You'll Shoot Your Eye Out" for Songography.
Thanks Kathy.  You're awesome.
 
 

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Letting Go

Ooooh I'm so bad at letting go.  So bad, well I don't really know how to interpret this one.  Maybe I need to let go of expectations I'm putting on myself.  That will make it a wide interpretation.





Room for Dessert BW 54/365
Room for Dessert  BW
 
I've been on a nutrition plan for more than a year.  At this time specifically for sensible weight loss.  It's working (more than 25lbs), but I still have another 7 or 8 pounds to go.
Therefore there has been a LOT of letting go of stuff like this.
 
 

Weighing In BW 86/365
Weighing In BW
 
No this is not my goal weight, but it's fun to dream about.
 


Jump BW
Jump BW
 
I'm TRYING to let go of winter.....
 


Side Street
Side Street
 
.....winter has other plans.
(p.s.  I'm not sure I can fake being even partially pleasant much longer)
 


Becky May
Becky May
 
I'm letting go of my dear friend Becky who is moving to Florida.
 


Window Wash 7 BW
Window Wash BW
 
That one ain't easy either.
 
Letting go sucks.  I think.  Where's the upside?
 
 
 
 
I Want to Fly Away 6/365
I Want to Fly Away
 
Here's a letting go image I did about a year plus ago.  I always liked this photo. Plus I was working an open house where like ZERO people came, so it gave me something to do during that two hours.
 
 
 
These thoughts on letting go are courtesy of Kathy over at "You'll Shoot Your Eye Out" for this week's Songography.  Anyone can join in.  If you're thinking of trying-I double dog dare you.
 
 

Friday, January 17, 2014

Speaking

 
I often wonder what my photos are saying.
I guess I'll just let them speak for themselves.
I should do that more often.
 
 
 
Snow Cap BW
Snow Cap BW
 


At Night 75/365
At Night
 


Beside the River Sepia
Beside the River
 


Because They Like Pink
Because they Like Pink
 
 
 

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

That's Why They Call 'Em Warning Lights



I Brake for Photo Ops
I Brake for Photo Ops



Do you ever just want it?  A photo?  Do you ever turn around the car to go get it?  I do.  For a long time I've challenged myself to say "snap" out loud or silently inside my head when I pass by a scene I see that would make a great photo IF ONLY I had my camera with me or the time to stop (usually the later).

What is it, that intuition that says "I want that"?  I don't know.  There are many times when I have to force myself to find something, anything to make a photo.  But there are those other beautiful times when "boom" photographic blessings hit.  Either while driving or out walking about I try to answer that call.

Here are some.




Walker BW 63/365
Walker BW
 


Sunflowers
Sunflowers

 


Hot Dog Vendor 126/365
The Hot Dog Vendor
 


Open Studio 120/365
Open Studio
 


Order and Chaos BW 91/365
Order and Chaos BW
 


Three BW 128/365
Three BW


I am really pleased with this last image.  I was driving over the little bridge between Kennebunk and Kennebunkport, saw it and said "that's a photo"....turned around, parked, and sure enough my intuition was spot on.