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Someone said to me about this pic - it seems like all the attention is on the guitar. I was worrying I was being a bad blogger for doing that, but I loved this pic and the designer accepted it.
Then I realized - yeah, this is a story about that guitar, and also about the person who used to play it. And I used the designer's items in that story. So yeah, that's valid I think. :)
Finer Threads - Nima Skin on LeLutka Connor (shape by Luka Benton)
At Sultry through Dec 1
Finer Threads - Ethan Shirt
@ MANCAVE through Dec 11
Finer Threads- Gavin Jeans
@ ACCESS through Dec 8
Also wearing:
Wasabi // Alina Mesh Hair
**RE** DarkStone Bracelet & Rings
I have a drawer full of skeins and scraps of these embroidery silks My mother used to smock children's dresses for a lady who made them for Harrods.
with Topaz filter 'Finger Painting'
Voice Thread es una herramienta muy recomendable :-) para hacer audiolibros y presentaciones multimedia.
•By a Thread•
Arms raised, reaching for the sky, half alive and broken. Brittle bones and tattered dreams, a picture tells of words unspoken. Bright lights and dark caves, my mind and soul are lost, lost sometimes, sometimes...
I get asked why I don’t write more, and to be honest, sometimes I just can’t make sense of my words or feelings. I’ve been in such a rut but lately I’ve been feeling better after realizing that part of the reason I’ve been so down could be laziness. I’ve been lazy, I’ve been gaining weight, and in turn my creativity has suffered, I’ve been lazy in my process, and processing. That all ended today, in hopes of being proactive and breaking free of what has been like heavy chains on my soul. Sometimes I just want to feel normal, like “tomorrow I’ll be better”.
A few months ago while out with a client we were treated to one of the most amazing, and strange displays of light, and clouds I’ve ever seen, with temps over 100°, and random lightning (no thunder) striking often and randomly. I was lucky to capture a frame with lightning while the sun was peaking through.
We saw lots of doors in Marrakech with remnants of different coloured threads attached to the handles or other bits of door furniture. Once attached several strands are spun together to create a thicker single strand, like the twists of embroidary thread you find in your local habadashers.
Playing around with a seldom-used Yongnuo 50mm f1.8 - a fairly inexpensive prime lens that has proved better than I anticipated. I think the original single image was shot at ISO 800, so it's a tad noisy after squeezing the juice out of the RAW file
Preys on insects and spiders. It paralyzes insects, buries them and lays eggs on top of the insect. It becomes food for the young.
My fave color. :o)
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©Christine A. Owens 9.1.18
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We were at a fabric store when I noticed this display of thread. I just can't resist patterns, particularly when there is some form of variation which only accentuates the repetition. Here, it's the colors and the missing spools which really sells the rank and file configuration.
Some autumn colors in thread.
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©Christine A. Owens 9.1.18
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I really appreciate your comments and faves. I'm not a hoarder of contacts, but enjoy real-life, honest people. You are much more likely to get my comments and faves in return if you fit the latter description. Just sayin. :oD
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If you like b/w photography and/or poetry check out my page at:
expressionsbychristine.blogspot.com/</a