Friday, January 30, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
I found it as the perfect oppurtunity to use my camera and capture a few shots.
I know you might be sick of these, but I just can't put it down!
I promise at least a recipe or craft tomorrow!
Shells and sparkles.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I scoped the area for questionable folk, and found the area to be quite peaceful. I found a whole slew of cars just around the other side of the building and a brand new sales office just to the side-- it looks as if the old cotton mill will be used once again for weddings, offices and lofts. Feeling out the place, I decide it's safe to get out of the car...
If you look from far away, the building seems so sad and loney. Abandon and used... but really, if you take a closer look-- you find signs of beauty and art.
The suns rays catch and illuminate the individual square panels of green and blue glass.
But the glass, it was my favorite. My lens had a slight affair with the blue glow of the cotton mill glass.
It was at this moment that I caught a glimpse of a "no trespassing" sign-- so I hurried around for a few more quick shots. (Both my sidekick and I swear that we heard people whispering-- but we didn't see anybody! Oooooooooooooo!)
We found the intricate rusty vents that we ran into on our first adventure. I love the contrast of the red and green.
And OH! I knew I brought this kid with me for something, he was the one who discovered that there were rooms inside the vents. It was too dark to take pictures, but we saw all sorts of things in there!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Waived to the hundred thousand numbered flock of cold winter grackle birds hunting for the evenings meal.
Slipped and slided by the patchwork of frozen yellow winter lawns.
Admired the icy ornaments hanging from our front tree.
(And even nibbled on one)
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
My sister whipped me up a make shift bag from an old pillow case with extra long straps cut from some leftover thrift store yardage.
While waddling to and fro, we kept hearing a slight ripping noise-- and would stop, only to check everything and shrug it off as our imaginations.
Until, one whole side of the bag decided to give up the ghost and rip itself completely from it's matching counterpart. What a beast, that old white quilt. Causing a woman with small children in a busy airport such trouble!
I was even inspired to set out some of my antique french school books.
And-- see my room all:
Thanks mom! I love it!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
I still feel a bit uncomfortable and intimidated by
It's funny what becomes art when you have a new camera.
I have about another 150 pictures just like this one. My hands are a popular subject right now, even beating out my own camera sick family who are a little regretful of this gift and the constant prodding to "smile"!
And OH! Please don't tell me I am really going to post this next one...
What was that about wrinkles and ripples? My dear little camera makes sure to pick up each one of them!
You should have seen my husbands face when he caught me all hunkered down by the dripping faucet. (Believe me, the least amount of time I can spend in the boys bathroom-- the better!) But, that sphere of water was worth all the 39 other shots that missed.
My fruitless pear tree produces these little "cherries" as the kids call them, and I was so inclined to take a picture-- I trudged through cold and damp grass to snap a few. If my grandmother were still alive, the mention of that part alone would have left her up for many sleepless nights wondering if I would survive another year without catching my death a cold.
Oh, and sometimes I really use my camera for things which it was intended, like capturing the essence of the holidays. I have always wanted to take a photo like this-- and now I can!
One of my favorite shots so far is on top of a hill in AZ (where I spent Christmas last week) of one of my favorite cities. Prescott!