Thursday, August 23, 2012


I saw this quote yesterday: "It's a moment that I'm after, a fleeting moment, but not a frozen moment." - Andrew Wyeth

Fleeting: passing swiftly; vanishing quickly; transient;

I must think about this... without over-thinking it. I have a feeling that I'll know it when I see it.

The photo above is not a fleeting moment; I know that for sure.

The photo below is. We arrived at Grayton Beach, Fla as a hurricane was moving out, heading west along the panhandle. Timing. It turned out to be the last vacation before my husband passed away - three months later.

Saturday, August 18, 2012


Saturday: Sunrise
Check it off.

Friday, August 17, 2012

Not a cat

I get irritated by a few people who insist on playing guessing games with my photos... particularly macro or abstract. I'd like to tell them, if you cannot simply enjoy the light, shapes, colors, tones - please just move along. I'm considering no longer posting on sites that do not have an option for controlling privacy.

Sometimes I just like to experiment with an idea or a concept, but these people can't accept that the image is not a 'thing' that they know. If you don't see anything from me on Pbase or Flickr, it'll be because I'm using a private gallery.

Thursday, August 16, 2012


One of these days, I'm going to get up and get out before the sun comes up... maybe Saturday.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012


At the beginning of August, I promised myself that I would take a photo every day. Well... except for the hydrangeas and this photo of my flooded driveway, I have nothing to post. I have no excuses; I just don't feel it. Whatever 'it' is. I'm weary of flowers, cats and food. Weary of photographing them. that is.

Must get out of this slump!

Wednesday, August 08, 2012

Creative Endeavors

As I was floating in the pool this morning, I wondered if you are a writer because you write or because you are read? If you wrote every day (non-journal) and no one ever read it, would you consider yourself a writer? The same question goes for photography (and every creative process, I think)... if you could never show your photos to anyone, would you still make them?

Is the 'creation' complete when the artist puts down the pen/camera/brush? Or is it only finished when it has been published/printed/displayed?

These questions are not for the purpose of labeling oneself, as in "I am a *fill-in-the-blank*" I'm strictly referring to the process of creating some thing. Some thing that did not exist before you had the idea and made some thing that expressed that idea.

Wednesday, August 01, 2012

Goodbye July

August 1. I tried to remember if anything good had happened in July and came here to see what I'd recorded. Nothing. And therein lies the answer.

I do love Sunflowers though.