Taking a break

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 ........

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.

Train

Played with an HDR effect -- I don't know why, but

I think black and white looks better than color.

Purple Floral

Rustic Cabin

Gave this an artwork look plus built the frame for it using textures. :)

Red Tree

Added several effects to make this pop -- hope you like! :)

Night Hunter

I downloaded some new water brushes and had a good play with them. :)

Cherry Tree

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.

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

Windy Day

Very hot and windy here in west Texas -- I'm ready for Fall temps, for sure!

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.
 

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

Needlepoint

I used several effects and some drawing to make the photo look like a needlepoint project. :)

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.

Tea Time

Black Velvet Painting

I remember the black velvet painting craze in the 1970's.

This is my digital version of one.

Hitchin' a ride

and he thought "Hmmm.... there otter be another way.......

Painting The Sunset

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.

For Her

Hummingbird

Night Sky

Night Sky

Clouds made the sky opaque.
hiding the stars,
keeping the moon a secret.

BBB 2012

Blue Crocus

Ballerina

King of the Jungle

Flight to the Mountains

Foolish Questions

Foolish Questions

Where can a man buy a cap for his knee?

Or a key for the lock of his hair?

And can his eyes be called a school?

I would think—there are pupils there!

What jewels are found in the crown of his head,

And who walks on the bridge of his nose?

Can he use, in building the roof of his mouth,

the nails on the ends of his toes?

Can the crook of his elbow be sent to jail—

If it can, well, then, what did it do?

And how does he sharpen his shoulder blades?

I'll be hanged if I know—do you?

Can he sit in the shade of the palm of his hand,

and beat time with the drum in his ear?

Can the calf of his leg eat the corn on his toe?—

There's somethin' pretty strange around here!

William Cole

As I Look Out My Window

As I Look Out My Window

As I look out my window
and the sun falls upon my face
as I feel the warmth
I think about your embrace.

I think about our future
and the times we spent in the past
and everything we have between each other
hoping our love will last and last.

While I think about you
and I watch the morning doves
in the morning dew
inseparable for life, always together as two
and I wonder, will this be me and you?

Looking out towards the silent garden
at the beautiful array of flowers
as the soft wind moves them
I am in a trance
and I could just sit here for hours
with these thoughts of you.

Then another thought crosses my mind,
are you looking out your window
having the same thoughts too?

© Sherri Emily Avery