All the news that fits. But, first the picture. It’s actually a layered picture containing a scene on a New Mexican highway and a Jefferson Parish expressway. Mostly, it’s the New Mexican photograph that rose to the top of the layer. Obviously, it’s heavily worked over in post production. I wasn’t sure how far to […]
Post Production
Going Home
Remnants. Left overs of the summer just past. Leaves, grass, pine droppings. A lot of nature on a forest floor. Or, what passes for a forest in the city. Of course, this isn’t all one picture. More layering came into play. But, it speaks to the detritus that everything leaves behind. Nature’s leavings are fine. […]
Finding Your Way
Telling stories is what I do on Storyteller. Makes sense, doesn’t it? Sometimes I veer way off track. Sometimes, I get too political. And, sometimes I just talk about pictures, which is what you came to read. This is about pictures, or rather my working methods. Whenever a subject finds me, I try to give […]
Daydreams
Color. Pure color. Colors of Autumn. Changing leaves. Faded greens. Falling leaves. Eventually, bare trees. That’s the season. Fall. That’s where we are today. This photograph might be a Sunday picture. But, I like it a lot and wanted you to see it. Today. I’ll get into it’s construction in the right hand column. It’s […]
Walking on a Dream
So you want color? This picture contains all of it. I just made it without any thought of symbolism. On the picture side I’ll tell you what makes up the components. But over here on conversation street, you can make them be whatever you want them to be. Jeeze. I just stole, er, borrowed sentences […]
Summer Night Sticks To My Skin
After yesterday’s rant I calmed down. I brought my thoughts back to what really matters. Reflection and review brought me to a quiet place. We all need a quiet place. Especially now, when external forces are attacking us from everywhere. As Bob Dylan once wrote, “You won’t get out of here unscathed.” And, they won’t. […]
Jericho
Time. I’ve been saying that it’s lost its meaning. That it just seems to flow. That its numbers are meaningless. That the only way to mark time is by listening to nature. I still believe that. In my heart, I know time is getting short. We are a little over four weeks to an election […]
Sleeping
Sleeping. After working to get ready for Hurricane Sally last night, I went to bed. I slept. I awoke at my usual time. That was nowhere near enough sleep. I did some morning work, walked Sophie and came home. I finished reading the news of that day. Sophie was sleeping on the bed. That looked […]
