go your own way
I very much like to see people that are willing to do their own funky thing, like this young ballerina who decided that purple and gray striped warm up leggings were the perfect accessory to her pink costume.
All of you free thinkers, and original characters out there, keep going your own way.
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living with masterpieces
When I saw this scene in our little local art museum, I was dumb struck.
I've been fascinated with the 1,400+ pieces of art discovered in a German apartment, many of which could have been stolen by the Nazis during the war. I am obsessed with the story and have been following it for months. It's not that some old German guy might have stolen art, it's not even the huge numbers involved or the calibre of the artists that has captured my imagination. What keeps me engrossed in the story is the thought of living with so many masterpieces in your own home.
How do you view that art? After a while do you just walk by it as though it was nothing? After all, it's been hanging on your wall for years. Do you find yourself stopping and staring at your favorite pieces? Do you even need a TV or can you just pull your couch around so that it faces some particularly wondrous masterpiece?
How do you live with all of that incredible art?
http://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-26133532
foggy winter barn
Another scene from yesterday's drive in the morning fog. The scene was unkempt. An island of disorder in the cold wet mist. Much like I feel on some mornings….before my cup of tea. Before my shower. Before I feel human again…just before anything.
debbie and sarah
It's unusual for me to capture Debbie and Sarah in the same image. Mostly because Sarah is a barn cat and not normally allowed inside of the house. Let's just say that Sara was really enjoying her very temporary house priveledges.
It was a quiet visit. The moment seemed the perfect subject for a photo. Snap, snap… I am accutely aware that I am taking pictures, but I am always shooting around Debbie and she mostly pays me no attention.
Sarah was just happy that she could take a bath in the warm house. Sooner thatn she would have liked, it was back out side for Sarah. I took the opportunity to walk over to the barn to see the new calf and lambs. Sarah followed me and quickly became engrossed in her day job…looking for mice.
It was a fine day for both Sarah and I. A nice way to wrap up 2013 at the farm. As I look at the images, I am reminded that every year, I wonder how I am going to top the previous year's images. How can I possibly create photos that are one notch ahead? How can I continue to grow as a photographer?
2014, you are challenging me already.
pushing buttons
Who could resist? If there are buttons to be pushed, I'll be sure to push every one of them.
the old kettle
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This old kettle fires my imagination, much like what happens when I pick up an old book. How many hands have gripped that handle? How many gallons of water have been turned into tea or coffee? For a household item more than a century old, it has borne witness to a lot of stories. It’s a nice old kettle.
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