Border town woman's quest for magical stuff like northern lights, sane men, and size 8 jeans.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Welcome to My Nightmare
I rarely remember my dreams. This means I may be missing out on some great stuff like these gems from last night:
Dream #1: I have painted my living room Pepto Bismol pink and accented it with large tropical fish decals from Target. I walk in the door and try to convince myself its cute.
Dream #2: I have a date with Alice Cooper. He walks in wearing a yellow shirt. I hug him. He tells me I have a small piece of gum on my lower lip. I don't question this. Instead, I go to sleep on the living room couch while someone cooks him a steak. When I wake up he's gone. Alice Cooper, why did you leave?
I think Alice Cooper's Welcome to My Nightmare album is phenomenal. I used that word a few weeks ago to describe a bag of yogurt pretzels I'd gotten from a vending machine. My use of the word phenomenal in both cases is deliberate and sincere.
Dream #1: I have painted my living room Pepto Bismol pink and accented it with large tropical fish decals from Target. I walk in the door and try to convince myself its cute.
Dream #2: I have a date with Alice Cooper. He walks in wearing a yellow shirt. I hug him. He tells me I have a small piece of gum on my lower lip. I don't question this. Instead, I go to sleep on the living room couch while someone cooks him a steak. When I wake up he's gone. Alice Cooper, why did you leave?
I think Alice Cooper's Welcome to My Nightmare album is phenomenal. I used that word a few weeks ago to describe a bag of yogurt pretzels I'd gotten from a vending machine. My use of the word phenomenal in both cases is deliberate and sincere.
Monday, September 03, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Launched
If you don't think this is a cool image I hate you. No, really. Although I am thinking of turning the rest of the background white to enhance the graphic effect.
Edit 8/27: Actually, now that I look at it I don't think this is a very strong image. It's not bad, but I think what excited me about it originally, was that this was a photo of a man in a cherry picker washing the windows of a church. So the tsuanmi looking wave to the left is actually a church that's been put through the distort/ twirl filter. Church of the Twirly Jesus? Now we're talking.
Sunday, August 05, 2012
I Do Live There- When I Can
Sometimes I work on stuff in Photoshop late at night, save the images, and forget about them (thanks Ambien!) I found the green one recently in my 'Neighborhood' folder.
"I will live here" in the context of this photo simultaneously makes no sense at all and distills me to my essence. How very darling.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Alter Ego
Today at the Wright Park Arboretum, surrounded by plants, I was drawn to the koi pond. I was gracious enough to move out of the way for passersby, but I was doing some serious shooting. I think my settings worked well: 1/2000, macro, and flash. I love this photo.
Friday, June 29, 2012
Abstract
I could play with Photoshop filters all day. Come to think of it, day time would be a great idea. I tend to do this kind of thing after midnight.
I love abstract art. I once had a boyfriend who hated it. The walls of his home were hung with portraits. Paintings of strangers! Why would anyone want that?
He thought my abstract prints were cold and impersonal. I didn't like the creepy people on his walls staring at me.
We broke up because we were art incompatible. Yeah, that's it.
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Eye in the Sky
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
What's the Rush?
I want to write about my March Las Vegas trip. I want to write about my new-found fascination with the band Rush (52 year old woman discovers band beloved decades ago by 15 year old boys!). I'd also like to write about the book I'm writing but I'm tired and bored with myself.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
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