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As a "professional" (I use the term loosely), it takes some mental preparation to create something...and videotape myself creating that something...and be okay with letting others see a process that might not lead to something I'm happy with.
Here is my Monday video for this week! www.promotingpassion.com/shooting-with-instant-film/
I try to show that kind of vulnerability every week when I release my Monday videos. Every week I try to do something a little different or weird for the sake of these two outcomes:
1. Being an Artist is not about creating perfection. It is about creating, period. Trying. Failing. Innovation. Trailblazing. So, every week, I strive to be an Artist, not a Professional.
2. I want to show that you can have a career as an Artist and also not know what you're doing sometimes. It is okay to play. If we don't, we won't progress. So, every week, I'm taking you into my play-process.
This week I shot some self-portraits with my little Instax Mini camera. It was a totally new experience for me. I don't know how I feel about the final result, but truth be told, I don't really care. That's not the point. I hope you'll take a look at the video I made this week and, if you want to fulfill my hope - go out and try something you've never tried before.
of Perception.
Existence can seem complicated, but change your perception, and things appear simpler.
Please take a minute to read this uncanny phenomenon.
I was so excited to FINALLY see some snow outside our windows that, with "Window Wednesday" in mind, I took a shot of these two images which were placed randomly on my windowsill in December.
NOT until I just uploaded this post did I notice that the watercolor on the left blends so naturally into the real background it looks like I just put a mat on the sill!
I promise you this was NOT planned! The photo card I received from my husband is on the right, and his watercolor is on the left, along with a little added "Charlie Brown" tree . . .
WOW! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?
In life we have to navigate between reality and our perception of it. This image is looking straight up into the sky from under a huge Cherry Blossom tree in full bloom during the day. What alters the perception of reality is the keen focus on the midday Sun in the center of the image from under the shadow of the tree. However, the reality is I was standing under a beautiful sea of pink Cherry Blossoms in full bloom, but the perception is that it was dark and colorless with the exception of a single brilliant light above, that being the Sun. We have the ability to change focus and greatly adjust our perception of reality. Tidal Basin, Washington DC, 8 April 2018.
"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are."
– Anaïs Nin
Pacific Place, Queensway. 2014.
Està la petjada enfonsada o en relleu? i la roca? ara gira la foto (o el teu cap) 180º i torna-la a mirar!
Està la huella hundida o en relieve? y la roca? ahora gira la foto (o tu cabeza) 180º y vuelve a mirarla!
Is the footprint bumped? and the rock? now rotate the photo (or your head) 180º and look again!
Petjada&Roca sobre la sorra vermella de la "Kokkini paralia" (Red Beach, Santorini)
GhostWorks Texture Competition #49
Texture with thanks to Skeletal Mess
This image just kept getting darker and darker... but that's not really where I wanted it to go. So I thought I'd find a poem or something to explain darkness in the image, so I started to look up the word sorrow but instead came across a wonderful bit of conversation between two sisters - Marianne and Elinor in the novel Sense and Sensibility - where Marianne is caught up in the fabulous whirl of leaves as they fall... and her sister is... should we say.... not! Sisters!! :))
Photo and one of the texture is my own, the other texture is courtesy of SkeletalMess
Bangladesh- the small country with the most vivid landscapes and the most colorful people! True, we have our share of *problems*; but never could those tarnish her green and red soul. Bangladesh, you have given me the people who define me; you have given me the palette that colors me- and for that I am forever indebted.
Panchagarh, Bangladesh
Canon A1
Canon FD 50mm 1:1.8
Konica Minolta VX100
@ 'A Turkish Breeze Through A Dutch Frame' Photography Exhibition
It is the Distinguished Company at the Bijou Planks!
Today we see Anna Mary Robertson Moses (September 7, 1860 – December 13, 1961), known by her nickname Grandma Moses. Moses was an American folk artist. She began painting in earnest at the age of 78 and is often cited as an example of an individual who successfully began a career in the arts at an advanced age.
Her works have been shown and sold in the United States and abroad and have been marketed on greeting cards and other merchandise. Moses' paintings are displayed in the collections of many museums. Sugaring Off was sold for US$1.2 million in 2006.
Moses appeared on magazine covers, television, and in a documentary of her life. She wrote an autobiography (My Life's History), won numerous awards, and was awarded two honorary doctoral degrees.
The New York Times said of her: "The simple realism, nostalgic atmosphere and luminous color with which Grandma Moses portrayed simple farm life and rural countryside won her a wide following. She was able to capture the excitement of winter's first snow, Thanksgiving preparations and the new, young green of oncoming spring...
In person, Grandma Moses charmed wherever she went. A tiny, lively woman with mischievous gray eyes and a quick wit, she could be sharp-tongued with a sycophant and stern with an errant grandchild."
She was a live-in housekeeper for a total of 15 years, starting at 12 years of age. One of her employers noticed her appreciation for their prints made by Currier and Ives, and they supplied her with art materials to create drawings.
Moses and her husband began their married life in Virginia, where they worked on farms. In 1905, they returned to the Northeastern United States and settled in Eagle Bridge, New York. The couple had ten children, five of whom survived infancy.
She expressed an interest in art throughout her life, including embroidery of pictures with yarn, until arthritis made this pursuit too painful.
She was a member of the Society of Mayflower Descendants and Daughters of the American Revolution. Her 100th birthday was proclaimed "Grandma Moses Day" by New York Governor Nelson Rockefeller. LIFE magazine celebrated her birthday by featuring her on its September 19, 1960, cover. The children's book Grandma Moses Story Book was published in 1961.
Grandma Moses died at age 101 on December 13, 1961 at the Health Center in Hoosick Falls, New York. She is buried there at the Maple Grove Cemetery.
President John F. Kennedy memorialized her: "The death of Grandma Moses removed a beloved figure from American life. The directness and vividness of her paintings restored a primitive freshness to our perception of the American scene. Both her work and her life helped our nation renew its pioneer heritage and recall its roots in the countryside and on the frontier. All Americans mourn her loss."
After her death, her work was exhibited in several large traveling exhibitions in the United States and abroad.
Grandma Moses, a distinguished individual!
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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.
Have you ever imagined scenarios with yourself as the center of attention, right before you sleep? Imagining scenarios like your crush falling in love with you, or you saving the world? Or how you could have done something differently? Well, I have.
Second Life is the closest replication of those "daydreams". While it's not perfect, It still gives us a great sense of control. We get to replicate at least parts of what we imagine.
I am a fragment of my understanding of self and my imagination of what I want to be. And when I reach you, you embellish me with your own fragment of perception and imagination. This is the beauty of such a virtual connection.
Some of you grow too close to get acquainted with the real me. When that happens, we are no more just a fragment of our imaginations. The illusion breaks apart. When this happens, will we still stand by each other being overwhelmed by reality? Let's find out in the next episode of Dragon Ball Z.