Visual Quotation 75 – Memories

  I want to hold my memories close,  to keep them frozen in time, but I’m afraid too because … “The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.”   Lois Lowry, The Giver Please click on the image for a larger view Weekly Photo Challenge: Season Continue reading Visual Quotation 75 – Memories

Photo Editing: One Photo Focus: The Porch

Stacy’s provides the photo and we give our interpretation. This is the original photo -obviously centre stage goes to the tree and vines but I found the chairs on the porch interesting – I love porches. So I cropped it down to some interesting lines –And I took it into Paint and made some changes – And then in Sagelight I aged it and added a median … Continue reading Photo Editing: One Photo Focus: The Porch

Foreshadow

I have often thought my parents didn’t raise me … I merely drifted up, like a detached leaf floating on an unpredictable breeze. I’m not sure how long I stood there gazing over the fields, letting my mind wander at will, only to come back to this same thought.  I don’t know where the feeling comes from except that I can’t remember much in my … Continue reading Foreshadow

Overload

Halcyon days of my youth … I don’t wish to go back, I’m quite enjoying myself in the here and now.  But, Bob Dylan sang it to me when I was a teenager in the ‘60’s … “times they are a-changing”.  And they did.  And, I’d venture to say, faster than they ever did before.  Time and technology have proven to be, in my opinion, … Continue reading Overload

Art, Movies, Songs … whatever

I can shed tears when drinking in the beauty of a work of art …   One of the attractions at the World’s Fair in New York in 1964 was Michelangelo’s Pietà and Ed Sullivan highlighted this extraordinary sculpture on his Sunday night show. I was captivated by the beauty that Michelangelo wrought from a slab of Carrara marble and I never forgot my sense … Continue reading Art, Movies, Songs … whatever

My Little Town

Following on “I Digress …”, I’m going to continue, I think, to intersperse my photo focus with writing –  short excerpts from the volumes I’ve written.  Comments and feedback welcome. My Little Town I often think my parents didn’t raise me … I merely drifted up. In the 1930’s the majority of people lived in the metropolitan areas or on farm lands, but the years following … Continue reading My Little Town

Threads

Following on “I Digress …”, I’m going to continue, I think, to intersperse my photo focus with writing –  short excerpts from the volumes I’ve written.  Comments and feedback welcome. Historical threads of the 1950’s wove a textured pattern into the fabric that was the backdrop to my childhood.   This backdrop was a post-war world.  Many returning soldiers had only been home for two or three … Continue reading Threads

Threshold

Following on “I Digress …”, I’m going to continue, I think, to intersperse my photo focus with writing –  short excerpts from the volumes I’ve written.  Comments and feedback welcome.   A small group of nervous, giggling girls,  we didn’t venture much past the entrance to the basement social room.  It was large, and mostly empty, chairs sat around the perimeter just waiting to make wall … Continue reading Threshold

I digress …

I didn’t know what I was going to blog about when I started but it has morphed itself into a focus on photography.  HOWever, I enjoy writing and when not tinkering with my images I write.  Today I am following the lead of the Daily Post writing challenge: memoir madness.  This is an extract  I shall title … Graduation During the evening, gripped by a strange nostalgia … Continue reading I digress …