Either Way
I was driving past when the repeating rooflines of the greenhouse caught my attention. Everything was pale and orderly, except for the black and yellow sign pointing in both directions….
Flower Box
Audrey and I were driving somewhere, although I have now forgotten where we were going. I was in the passenger seat when I noticed this old workshed beside a rural road.
Reworking the Image, Finding the words
This is the second time I have processed this image, and I like it much better now.
The first version was too dull. The reds were too dark, and the entire photograph had a heavier, more ominous feeling than I intended. It seemed muddy and lacked the clarity I remembered seeing when I made the photograph.
Three Photographs, One Step Forward
Today I submitted three photographs to Alamy: Church Door, Greenhouse, and Pumpjack.
It may be a modest beginning, but it feels like an important one.
Each image had to be carefully prepared and examined at full size. Dust spots were removed, details checked, colour profiles confirmed, metadata inspected, and final JPEGs created according to Alamy’s requirements. After all that work, the photographs are now waiting for quality control.
Beach Volleyball Net
Not empty places exactly, because there is usually something there if I slow down long enough to notice it. A building. A fence. A doorway. A sign. A shed. In this case, a beach volleyball net standing by itself on the sand.
“Advertise Here.”
Recently I had a TIA.
It was not something I expected, and it stopped me cold. Five days in hospital gives a person time to think, whether they want to or not. Time feels different when your body suddenly reminds you that nothing is guaranteed. I am recovering. Slowly. Some days are clearer than others.