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An Excellent Photo Shoot, A Broken Camera, and A Teeny Tiny Back-up Camera!

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Oh. I got up this morning, feeling more physically and mentally able. This was good. I was in the car by 7:00 a.m. I was not even thinking (ok so I was) about not stopping to pray. The object this morning was the light that I wanted on the fields in the center of the Tree Place. An hour of sensory-filled shooting. Ignoring a common malfunction of the camera. Suddenly, a new glitch. I frowned at it, couldn’t get it to go off, so, I pulled out the battery pack to reset it per usual. The camera didn’t tell me no. I took some more shots the ‘normal’ way and then the odd error again. Ut oh! I thought to take out the smaller camera, the one that has served me ever so faithfully and well since 2006. I grabbed a few shots with it and noted it’s own increasing set of malfunctions. I just smiled at it. It was a camera known for the board going in the first six months, mine was only doing it now. I did have a wince of panic at the possibility of losing both cameras at once. Well, I can’t change it. The large camera was just handed over to me, so I’m not out anything but my method of talking back to my Muse. I’ll patiently await discovery of what might ail it. Off to Walmart to see if a simple set of new batteries might take care of the problem. The larger camera didn’t put one file onto the card, not even when the top stated that it was functioning. I did get a few shots from the smaller. It was, and still is, a very pretty morning here. I’m really glad to have had the urge matched with ability to get there.

Spring Dressing

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Lilac Art or Frustrated Lilac

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I NEVER talk around my images. Now, since I said NEVER, I can now break the rules. I forgot to say YET. Today I am going to post two images. I reaaaaaaaaaaaaally dislike it when people writing try to grovel and apologize and to smear their defects of character all over while appearing to be larger than the defects. Sharing the shit right out seems to be more direct and honest for me, though I would question the wishes of a reader to read a journal-like sharing of someone’s cleaning of their side of the street. Caring about it at all, causes me to laugh at myself as it causes the I’m sorries and the trying to slide things in sideways that I claim to detest. Isn’t that funny (or not depending on perspective and amount if ingested tea)?

So, here we go. My one camera, that I am ever so grateful for, it was GIVEN to me, simply handed over!!! This camera has a few broken bits, it has a few things that caused it to be viewed as a bit strange and it stopped being made. It has all sorts of bells and whistles. I used it like point and shoot. Some people see the images that I get from the camera and they appear to wish to speak technically about focal whatsits and depth of water, I mean field and f-something, no not a tornado. I don’t know about those. The motor on the lens that I choose to use most often is broken, so I do that myself. I see things that I like and I do my thing.

The camera fix-it guru says…hmm this is the third time I’ve had to fix the white something or other–I can’t recall, wait! balance maybe?!?! Anyway, either I am bumping buttons or…something perhaps unpleasant. He just has me bring it back to ‘fix’ it. He is also learning the ‘errors’ in the camera that I like, and not fixing those to frustrate me. For some reason the camera turns reds into fuchsia! It’s a BITCH! Sometimes, the Sigma raw is OK, but when put into the Sigma software so that I can get the images off of the camera and open them–which involves converting from raw to jpeg, THE REDS AND SHIFTED TO FUCHSIA!! There are many many times that I do NOT alter my images. Thus, the Lilac Project that I am doing hasn’t many posts because they are NOT the RIGHT COLOR!!!!

I simply cannot post crap. I CAN post imperfections and remembering many admonishments about certain works and sacred items having a bit of imperfection left within them or worked in on purpose, I rather like to do that myself. But. IF lilacs are a soft lilac shade and the camera turns them fuschia, not even color temperature and saturation will EVER allow me to get it right. Right and Wrong can be dreadfully and utterly amazing for me, or a living Hell. (important to note, my other camera doesn’t exactly get the shade either and recalling the red tulip experience, I believe all cameras can have a red, yellow, blue issue) I don’t know enough about it to know if that is valid or just a nice way to get around telling me that I screwed up. Ok, so here is the original image.

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And this is what I did to it, the colors are better or more true to the bush, and then I simply played with it.

Lilac Art copyright

Does anyone know why the fuschia? I am frustrated. I might require Help. (or a hosing off)

Thank You WordPress Helper-Type Persons!

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I had been experiencing dismay. It was very dramatic. My lower lip nearly dried out, from all of the pouting. Somehow, through something I did, or did not do, my sidebars became bottom of the blog bars. They did not become neato-suitable bottom bars either! I very carefully searched the helps. I found that I already had those things in line. I even deleted the posting that I did, the only thing I changed(that I know of). I still had bottom bars. So, I wrote note, that I hope was nice, to the WordPress Helper-Type Persons. And then, I waited. Let me tell you, in case you hadn’t noticed, I am the world’s BEST waiter!!!! Ok, no I am NOT AT ALL. I can’t even lie about it, except that little humor there, which I also had to amend. Pardon me, I haven’t had tea yet and I’ve wavered off onto something else.

I woke up this morning and JOY OF JOYS GLORY AND HALLELUIAH! God enabled the skills of problem location and correction to surpass my own and to get the bottom bars back to side bars!!! It’s the little things that please! I am so grateful for the WordPress Helper-Typer Persons!! I hope that they know that I am!