
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
White Blades in Blue

Monday, April 28, 2008
Two Blades

Saturday, April 26, 2008
Red, White and Sky

Thursday, April 24, 2008
Balcony on the Diagonal

Sunday, April 20, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Clover Bottom Mansion

Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Silver Pegs
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Slice of Silver

Monday, April 14, 2008
Spencer at Bridge

Sunday, April 13, 2008
Skyward Cable
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Tower in the Blue

New Expanse

Friday, April 11, 2008
Yellow Carpet
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Redbud Spring

Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
This is my very first post. Sunday was absolutely gorgeous! The sky was that shade of sapphire blue that we rarely see any other time but in early spring. Unfortunately, the pollen was flying, too. Nonetheless, it was an exceptionally beautiful day, a day made for taking pictures.
Dillon, my 16-year-old son, had promised he would make a small excursion with me to a neighborhood park, to let me shoot pictures of him. I had guaranteed him that they would be cool and artistic, and if he wanted to take on a dark and moody countenance in them, he could. Anything to get pictures of him. But, he reneged at the last moment. It just was not cool for a mom to be taking her teenage son's pictures. No way!
I was hell-bent on shooting that day, after what seemed like an eternity of gray days and endless rain, but time was running out and I need to get back to church for a meeting. That's how I wound up shooting our children's church playground. The bright colors were irresistible, and the late afternoon was reflecting off the curves and corners of the various odd shapes.
I had my real fun, though, in Photoshop, when I melded three of the photos together into one image, a digital collage of primary colors, light and shadow.
Dillon, my 16-year-old son, had promised he would make a small excursion with me to a neighborhood park, to let me shoot pictures of him. I had guaranteed him that they would be cool and artistic, and if he wanted to take on a dark and moody countenance in them, he could. Anything to get pictures of him. But, he reneged at the last moment. It just was not cool for a mom to be taking her teenage son's pictures. No way!
I was hell-bent on shooting that day, after what seemed like an eternity of gray days and endless rain, but time was running out and I need to get back to church for a meeting. That's how I wound up shooting our children's church playground. The bright colors were irresistible, and the late afternoon was reflecting off the curves and corners of the various odd shapes.
I had my real fun, though, in Photoshop, when I melded three of the photos together into one image, a digital collage of primary colors, light and shadow.
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