I made another wrapped wreath, this time with lots of extra flowers! This was another gift for my Mom for Christmas! :)

My tutorial: Wrapped Wreath Tutorial

Title a quote by Larry Niven.

Here’s my first attempt at some levitation :)

Okay it’s not QUITE levitation. but my student accommodation chair + bed covers = unstable surface to lean on! So it wasn’t quite what I wanted the outcome to be but it’s definitely something I’m gonna be experimenting with in the future! (Perhaps with a model though ha)

You can find my tutorial for this wreath on my blog: Wrapped Wreath Tutorial :)

From my Father's collection.

maximo park- books from boxes

part of the song series

& my usual type of triptych

hm is this too dark?

D300s

50mm f/1.4

SB-900 into DIY BeautyDish thru BedSheet Diffuser/Background

Triggered via Built-in Flash (CLS)

Capture NX2

Nik Filters

This image of Jessica was inspired by this great one:

www.flickr.com/photos/7450481@N06/3773830590/

I used my DIY Beauty Dish through a BedSheet Diffuser (in this case the BedSheet Background).

I took it to the next logical step and added some light on her face here:

www.flickr.com/photos/pva1964/3823249777/

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My Facebook Page

Scanned from a print

Yes, i got one of these lights

if anyone is wondering i got it off ebay for six bucks here its just really hard to put together

Everything in my room consists of whiteness - from bedsheets to walls and even my clothes.

It's obvious then, that it's my favorite color!

Seat covered in ebay vintage bedsheet fabric that arrived this morning - so pretty I had to take a photo!

Blogged here: modflowers.wordpress.com/2012/03/06/feeling-flowery/

rebar and plumbing pipe and plastic bags and bedsheets as performers

Moscow,2015.

Saw this little guy on the side of the road. Poor thing had nowhere to go, so we invited them over to stay for a while. What could go wrong?

Also, I recently hit 100 followers on here and I just want to say, from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for sticking around! :) <3

stavo fotografando il lenzuolo steso al sole, quando è uscita la signora .......

I was capturing the sheet when the lady came out .....

In my quest for a good 300day milestone idea, I tippytapped "300" into google, and OBViously it had a ton of results for the film "300". THIS IS SPARTA!

But instead of 'shopping Sparta guy's head on to myself and making a youtube video to a techno beat, I decided I would try to find myself inspired by the clothing, and ended up wrapping a bedsheet around myself. Perfect... Well done, Gillian.

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I wish I had 300 people on my Facebook. You're like a collector's item, ya see. I like to look through my list and say, "Got..got...got... oooh a shiny... got.. got..got.. wanna trade this one?...Yeah it doesn't even have FireBlast, who WOULD want it..?"

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P.S Find your opinions and think me up a better title.

Thunderstorms are, fortunately, a rare occurrence where I live; when one happens, the cats run for cover. One day during a winter with some unusually wild storms (and an unprecedented tornado warning that day), I came home from work to find the cats had gone missing. Shutter went to an out-of-the-way, secluded spot I was aware of. Sprocket, on the other hand, seemingly vanished. I checked places where she usually seeks refuge, without success. Re-checking the bedroom, I noticed something unusual on the bed I'd overlooked earlier, a lump on the comforter in the proportions of a cat.

i had bedsheets in the 70s that looked exactly like this

#1:

polaroidboy.tumblr.com/

Sunrise, sunset.

Sunrise, sunset.

Swiftly go the days.

A floor with sprawled bedsheets

And open screams

Isn't comfortable

It's more than comfortable

It's uncomfortable

It needs to be

It hurts to rub the carpet marks into our skin

It's painful

It hurts to sleep in

But it helps to be in

It pulls us in

Better than a warm bed

Will ever be

Has ever been

I think this is one of the better edited photos iv'e uploaded in a while..

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Oh how I love vintage sheets! :)

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Serious comic book potential.

But what should we call her?...

Strobist info: Two flashes through giant bedsheet scrim camera left, one flash with foliage cookie behind model. Triggered with cybersyncs.

(B&W in Comments)

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I've been through a very difficult time past few months. Tomorrow I will receive a phone call telling me what happens next. I'm really afraid. I woke up this morning in tears asking God why do I have to go through this..? All I want is to help people. That's my calling. Why do I have other people trying to make me feel worthless and useless...?

It's Life.. I hope for 2012 to be the best year of my life. God's with me. And My Person. All I need is those two to feel happy.

Please pray for me. xx

Today's song:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnGYEP8bgIk&feature=related

Like my Facebook Page:

www.facebook.com/gaietty

Awakening Seed

Dan: What inspires your work?

Eva: "Can be anything, from the pattern of sidewalk to catalogue of bedsheets, but my whole-time inspirations are nature and details in countryside, indigenous art, ancient art and my life experience... all consulted and recasted by my inner creative voice."

D: For how long have you been working with polymer clay?

Eva: "First touched in 2007."

D: How did you first learn about polymer clay?

Eva: "A friend came with her hand-made polymer clay necklace and the conversation was thus:

'Oh it's nice, where did you get it?'

'I didn't buy it, I made it.'

'What from?'

'Polymer clay!'

And that was it, I just wanted to make myself a necklace according to my taste, but very soon realized I want to clay all the time! The longer version is, that even though I was always sure I would do some art and during studies and besides tried various techniques of art and craft, I never found anything that would take my heart and I would know that it is the best way for voicing my creativity... so I was walking round the world searching, waiting and expecting such a thing to come, or appear. Polymer clay came as an answer for this unspoken but very intensive question, and very soon I knew, 'THATS IT!'"

D: Did you enjoy your experience being a part of The Broken Internet Project?

Eva: "Working on the project was not only fun for me, but it also helped me to define my own ways of creating and (re)discovering more about the whole proces for me. I learned much about my creative procces and it is exciting to look at my polymer clay work with this new angle.

I really enjoyed the time I was working on the project, it took me away for a while from loads of 'must do' things.

I am very curious about what else could have been broken in this internet :-)"

H is for Hidden

my tomcat Othello loves to sit underneath or inside of bags, tablecloths, bedsheets, pillows, ...

Everything is included. Super Quality !!!

Alles in Komplett. Super Qualität !!!

D300s

70-200mm f/2.8 G VRII (N)

SB-900 thru Bedsheet Background

Triggered via Built-in Flash (CLS)

Nikon Capture NX2

Nik Filters

I was really pleased that I got to work with these very wonderful young women again. Izzy is the sister of my spider:

www.flickr.com/photos/pva1964/3823249819/

This image is so much fun to make that I hated stopping at just one shot. I tried something else with this background, but it failed... BIG!! Maybe next time.

I was also very pleased to get to work with my early sample of the new 70-200mm. It shoots like a dream!

Apps Used: 645pro, photo fx (Grads/Tints/Old Photo/Patinum)

Tools: black bedsheet as a backdrop and a softbox light to defuse the light.

D90

85mm f/1.4

SB-900 + Umbrella

SB-600 + Joe McNally BedSheet

Triggered via Built-in Flash (CLS)

LCD Projector (Background)

Nikon Capture NX2

My oldest daughter, Kia loves her new guitar and wanted a couple of images of her with it. It gave me a chance to play around a bit with some different lighting and NX2 techniques.

Used the "minus" (-) selection point tool to bring a bit of color back to her face.

For the entire tutorial please visit:

www.nikonusa.com/Learn-And-Explore/Photography-Techniques...

I slowly open my eyes from the slumber I had last night. I look to my right to see an alarm clock, but it isn't active, the sound is too loud, too much. I roll over to my left and…

My bedroom door… i… it's open… I know I closed it… locked it.. what is…

I pull my bedsheets over my head and begin to breathe. I take a nice deep breath.

Jessica - 10 lines drawn in the sand, 9 crabs on the land. 8 sticks under their feet, 7 rocks waiting to meet. 6 castles stacked so high, 5 flags planted waving in the sky. 4 kids run and play all day, 3 beer cans lay astray. 2 parents sit and watch their kids have fun, under the bright, 1 and only sun.

I take another deep breath after finishing the poem.

Jessica - You're ok Jessica, you'll be ok. Just breathe in and out.

Once finally calming myself enough, I remove the sheet from my head. I open my eyes. I look around my room to see nothing out of the ordinary other than the door.

I slide the covers off and sit at the edge of my bed. I stand up and walk towards the door, exiting into the kitchen/office of my home. I look at my notepad to see nothing. Rent is due soon. I need to write or I'll lose the house. I'll lose my home, my home will be… calm… I have money put away for rent. I'm ok. I need to pay it now.

Reluctantly, I step over to my closet and pull out a black hoodie. I zip it up all the way and put the hood on. I look to the mirror but I can still see me. I try and use the hood as best I can but it covers as much as it can.

I step outside my door and begin walking down the street. I can hear my heart thump with every step. They are watching me walk. I feel sweat draining from my face, they think something is wrong with me. They… I stop thinking.

To my left, I hear what sounds like a gunshot. My whole body is completely frozen. I turn my head to see two men with guns standing over two bodies. I see two more people on their knees. I move my foot forward but I as I'm about to turn the corner, I feel a pistol press up against my back. I feel my heartbeat going off the charts. The sweat on my face is appearing more than it ever has. I can barely breathe.

Gunman - Let's go ahead and turn right around girly.

I comply and turn around. We make our way to the alley, my legs feel like twigs at this point. With a slight push I'm on the ground with the two living people.

Gunman - We got ourselves a snooper.

Other gunman - At least she's a pretty one, could have some use.

I feel not only sweat making my face damp, but tears coming out of my eyes as well.

I hear two gunshots as I'm on my knees looking at the ground. Two more bodies hit the floor leaving me alone. My heart is racing so fast that my vision starts to blur. Before it goes completely away, I see a bright green light appear. My eyes open to see a ring floating in front of me. I look to the two men but they have ring shaped holes in their heads.

Jessica - Don't hurt me!

Power Ring - Jessica Cruz, it is time to embrace your fears…

The ring flies towards my finger. I try and pull away but it makes it on anyways. Everything around me goes black in that moment. All I can see are two small holes. I look through it to see the street. To see my hands. My body, without me.

Diaper pants from Pakistan rubber Bedsheets

WindelHose aus Pakistan Gummilaken

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I finished up my vintage sheet dresden pillow today! :)

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DDR Gummilaken

yay. another feet picture.

i really don't know what it is with me and feet/legs.

i know, i'm super weird. :(

but anyway, this is bethanie's feet! :)

why am i up at 5 AM? ... sigh.

and why i am on flickr at 5?! :(

this week is gonna staaank.

happy monday everybody!

explored #356.

thank you everyone! ♥

i really appreciate all your wonderful comments!