...hours in the darkroom manipulating an image till it's juuuuuust so. Cross-eyed from dodging & burning.
Nostrils aflame from hanging ones head over chemical soup of the unsavory kind.
Nope.
Black dog in white snow might have taken hours in days gone by
but now...
ok, it's no secret, this
loveHATEloveHATE relationship I've been having with digital photography. I've had the odd rant or six on that
tired & worn subject.
Sometimes it's best to just not give up...so here's some news...
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I think I might be getting over it.
I hope my fiber & stitching friends are hanging in there with me during my recent photo madness...
it's finally gelling and things are falling into sensible places - that's my hope anyway. Winter has been
such a good time to put nose-to-Photoshop. Soon enough it will be spring again
and I'll be out in the garden, under the umbrella,
with a basket of threads and a pile of scraps...
In the meantime, I'm in the digital darkroom.
I'm participating in a couple of online workshops simultaneously ~ it's so great,
these teachers who teach this way.
The best perk as a student...what could be better than practicing an assignment in your pajamas???
using Photoshop (or PS Elements). Remember the Diana cameras, pinholes & Holgas?
Oh, it's such a blast!
The black & whites above started out as color, which you remove & tweak & add a layer of milky texture,
My fine feathered friends up there were willing suitable subjects for a vintage polaroid effect. Years ago,
what a fortune I spent on that film! These are residents of my local historical museum...a western screech owl
and a (very rare) albino red-tailed hawk. I normally never prefer to see birds in this way
but in this instance, they are a kind of teacher as well.
I've recently learned that the
Samish (one of our local Native American tribes) say
we shouldn't display night birds and day birds together...
I'd like to know more about this...if anyone can tell me, please do.
Till next time...