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Day One of Vivienne McMaster's Embody Self-Portrait photography class found me out hiking for the day, enjoying an unusually warm November day. It was a challenge to find the right place to rest my camera and set the timer, this downed tree trunk worked in the moment.
acrylic, ink on paper
70xx50cm fabriano pittura 400g/m2 paper
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What of miniature boats constructed of birch bark and fallen leaves, launched onto cold water as clear as air? How many fleets were pushed out toward the middles of ponds or sent down autumn brooks, holding treasures of acorns, or black feathers, or a puzzled mantis?
Let those grassy crafts be listed alongside the iron hulls that cleave the sea, for they are all improvisations built from the daydreams of men, and all will perish, whether from ocean siege or October breeze.
- Excerpt from Paul Harding's book Tinkers
Ever since starting my studies, I felt I've done too little to my hobby. I'm often longing to photography whenever I ride back to my home town in the train. Today I did again, as there were some impressive skies. I jumped on my bicycle, and tried to do something else for once (that means no windmills).
black gesso, acrylic
50x65cm clairefontaine 250g/m2 paper
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Who ever said you can't take long-exposure shots without a tripod?
Part of the hearts' day series...
Have a blessed Sunday everyone!