Two photoshop images using the same elements. The streetcar named Desire, St. Louis Cathedral, and an alligator. The kaleidoscope also uses the Psychedelic Virgin of Guadalupe as a centerpiece.
Having fun with photoshop! Make images, combine them in different ways. I was an artist long before computers changed our world. When I heard about photoshop, about ten years ago, I knew that I must have it. At first I did not even know that to start, you must open a new file. I was immediately addicted. Taught myself during fascinated hours.
When I do something unpleasant, like paying bills, time is heavy, slow. When I paint or do photoshop or garden or spend time with my peoples time is light and flows.
In my ideal world (I have utopian fantasies) we would only do those things that inspire us.
Silver Creek
The robins are here, I watch them from my back porch. They hop in the yard graceful and jaunty. Kind of like Meg Ryan's walk, in that movie where she faked an orgasm in a restaurant.
Yesterday, I did my woods pruning. I call this gardening. I wear rubber boots. (I want a new pair, with a leopard pattern) Cover my head with kerchief and hat, wear leather gloves. I am still dealing with Katrina debris. Dead branches stuck in a string ball of thorn vines. Fallen trees. All this dead vegetation is now rotted and soft so that I can pull the dead branch mats out with gloves. I kick and stomp other debris where it crumbles to the ground. I prune lots of privit. Mark the fragrant Carolina Allspice with bright metallic ribbons.
I look at the changes. Changes that I and my peoples have done. Changes that Mother Nature has created as bushes turn into trees. With my arty sense I envision how this woods wants to look. I collaborate with Mother Nature to create geometry and kid friendly spaces.
Have a flowing day. Peace, Love and Art, Janet
Yesterday, I did my woods pruning. I call this gardening. I wear rubber boots. (I want a new pair, with a leopard pattern) Cover my head with kerchief and hat, wear leather gloves. I am still dealing with Katrina debris. Dead branches stuck in a string ball of thorn vines. Fallen trees. All this dead vegetation is now rotted and soft so that I can pull the dead branch mats out with gloves. I kick and stomp other debris where it crumbles to the ground. I prune lots of privit. Mark the fragrant Carolina Allspice with bright metallic ribbons.
I look at the changes. Changes that I and my peoples have done. Changes that Mother Nature has created as bushes turn into trees. With my arty sense I envision how this woods wants to look. I collaborate with Mother Nature to create geometry and kid friendly spaces.
Have a flowing day. Peace, Love and Art, Janet
2 comments:
good points and the details are more precise than elsewhere, thanks.
- Murk
Thanks, Murk.
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