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“Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.”
―Christina Rossetti
This is one of many jewelry projects filling a desk in my workroom. My hobby for 14 years, I had to quit after a wrist fracture. By the time I was able to handle the fine motor control again, I had moved onto photography. I keep thinking I might do both, but the camera always wins!
Ciò che non fa bene all'alveare non può far bene alle api.
Marco Aurelio
Il peggio mestiere è quello di non averne alcuno.
(C. Cantù)
One of the positive blocks in a nine block positive/negative repeat. I took this mainly so that if the cat or other family member brushed past and knocked a few pieces off, I'd have a visual record to get things back in order quickly as I piece. Since we've moved I have no studio and must work in shared space. . .harumph! Fabric addicts can see a bit of what's in my stash in these colorways. Do you see any of your fabrics here?
Yesterday was odd. I was at work, calling customers to fix account problems. At about 10am, I called some guy down in SoCal. We had a nice conversation about his account. Then he goes,
"Where are you calling from?"
I told him.
"You have an amazing voice. You sound gorgeous."
"Um...thank you!"
"Are you single?"
Our phone calls are monitored, so I didn't feel it was appropriate to say "Gay," so I just sort of blanched.
"It's too bad you're not in California. Want to be my phone buddy?"
"Um..... No. Thanks?"
It was really odd, and completely made my day feel strange and surreal.
I would throw some life lesson in here about how you shouldn't upset the person who handles your money. But he didn't really upset me, it was actually a nice disruption from the mundane. I guess I'm flattered.
I shot a photo of myself at work with my headset on, and was going to post about "here's what the person at the other end of the phone line looks like."
But then I was out for a walk, and I decided I didn't want to waste the last breath of sunlight. I literally got this one shot, and then the sun died away, and there is no beautiful lens flare one shot later. I kind of enjoy how the light takes away my identity in the shot.
My night ended with some really exciting, happy-making news, so I fully shot a third, completely different portrait of me smiling big..... But I'm gonna keep all that close to my chest, where it's precious and real. :).
I've been wanting to build a steed for a little while now, here's what I have so far! The legs, head and rider are pretty much finished, but the body needs some more work. It's got some similarities to my previous MoC Mayazakt: www.flickr.com/photos/129809225@N03/15757488649/
The love hate relationship with the new FLICKR layout continues. I’m not too keen on it because I prefer things to be simple, like me. It’s too full on and in your face for me with little scope for adjusting the layout to suit. I can live with that but what has got my goat is the fact that since the “revamp” my viewing figures have plummeted. Okay assume my standards of images has fallen. I don’t think so. Next point, a lot of good photographers who viewed my work have left to pastures new. Lastly, maybe it’s just too much of a pain for people to view images now and they just don’t bother. Either way I’m getting fed up with Flickr and as soon as I can establish another platform I will be off. 1 TB or not.
Dedicated to all these unfortunate Child labor in the May Day (International Workers' Day).
Bangladesh – a country where child labor is used more than anywhere else. child labor in Bangladesh is more than 12 percent of the total labor force. The exploitation of child labor in most cases due to the fact that even those parents who wish to send their children to school, often can not afford it. As a result, children are sent to work in fields, factories and even in the mines.They work 12 hours a day and receive for their work only 100 taka ($ 1.5) per day.
Stop Child labor
Arts Alive Chalk Paintings are judged at 3 this afternoon. This sweet 16 year old wanted to leave her Edward Scissorhands and play with Benni. Several of the artists stopped work to get handshakes and high fives from Benni who knew not to step inside the blue outlined grids.