Yes, I am taking a break for a while. I've been posting here, weekly, for almost 3 years and I feel like I'm getting burnt out. My creative juices have stopped flowing, they're not even a puddle!
I'll post again when I have a brilliant 'light bulb' moment (ok, a nightlight moment).
I'll still be following your posts and keeping in touch. :)
Later ya'll ........
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
West Texas Dust Storm
This is a stock photo of a dust storm in west Texas in 1935 -- something
we get quite often here.
I tried an HDR effect which gave it
interesting coloring and added a Corners Picture Frame.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
River Crossing
I'm not sure if I like the 'slats' effect here or not.
It is an interesting effect but takes away from the full photo.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
One Hundred Ways
ONE HUNDRED WAYS
Compliment what she does
Send her roses just because
If it's violins she loves let them play
Dedicate her fav'rite song and hold
Her closer all night long
Lover her today
Find one hundred ways
sung by James Ingram
Compliment what she does
Send her roses just because
If it's violins she loves let them play
Dedicate her fav'rite song and hold
Her closer all night long
Lover her today
Find one hundred ways
sung by James Ingram
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
My Hat
I started with just the background wall and floor, then added the other
four elements. Then used several filters to get the finished result. :)
My Hat!
The hats of a man may be many
In the course of a varied career,
And some have been worth not a penny
And some have been devilish dear;
But there's one hat I always remember
When sitting alone by the fire.
In the depth of a Northern November,
Because it fulfilled my desire.
It was old, it was ragged and rotten
And many years out of mode,
Like a thing that a tramp had forgotten
And left at the side of a road.
The boughs of the mulga had torn it,
It's ribbon was naught but lace,
And old swaggie would not have worn it
Without a sad smile on his face.
The hats of a man may be many
In the course of a varied career,
And some have been worth not a penny
And some have been devilish dear;
But there's one hat I always remember
When sitting alone by the fire.
In the depth of a Northern November,
Because it fulfilled my desire.
It was old, it was ragged and rotten
And many years out of mode,
Like a thing that a tramp had forgotten
And left at the side of a road.
The boughs of the mulga had torn it,
It's ribbon was naught but lace,
And old swaggie would not have worn it
Without a sad smile on his face.
When I took off the hat to the ladies
It was rather with sorrow than swank,
And often I wished it in Hades
When the gesture drew only a blank;
But for swatting a fly on the tucker
Or lifting a quart from the fire
Or belting the ribs of a bucker
It was all that a man could desire.
William Henry Ogilvie
It was rather with sorrow than swank,
And often I wished it in Hades
When the gesture drew only a blank;
But for swatting a fly on the tucker
Or lifting a quart from the fire
Or belting the ribs of a bucker
It was all that a man could desire.
William Henry Ogilvie
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Cherry Blossoms
This was just a photo of cherry blossoms on a white background.
I used a swirl effect and built the frame to look like a wooden plaque.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Pitcher of Roses
My Sis made a beautiful flower arrangement, in a pitcher and basin set, for our Mom's birthday.
That gave me the idea to create this image.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
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