I’m going back about three months for my response to “waiting”, to the day our grandson finally made his appearance. We all got up indecently early, because my daughter and her partner had a theatre date and they had to be at the hospital at a certain time. So Juni and I (Granny), were up before the birds too.
Of course, things didn’t go to schedule, and someone needed the theatre more urgently, so June and I were at home doing the usual things, texting Mummy at times, and waiting, waiting, waiting. At last the news came – a baby brother for Juni, and a grandson for me. A dainty little chap at just under 11lb, he hasn’t looked back and is growing, as is proper for babies, like a mushroom. There was a gift from him to June waiting at the hospital, but he needn’t have worried – she adores him!
Everything has structure, I guess, although not always photogenic. Still, as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, photogenic must be in the eye of the photographer…
I’ve chosen one image of man-made structure, and two natural. The structure of the buds fascinated me, and the sun behind the tree highlights the structure of the branches. The old pressed glass bottles are tantalisingly displayed behind frosted glass in what was once an internal window. My Dad built shelves into one side of what used to be a sliding door and I recently added upcycled frosted glazed doors to the open side to make a shallow cupboard of sorts. I have since applied a film to the old plain glass. The plan was for more privacy while still letting in light, but I am constantly delighted by the appearance of ghostly forms through the frost.
Standing on the corner, or in the corner… so many possible angles to this challenge….
I’ve chosen a corner of my life – and the corners of my sunroom, which I’ve been redecorating and decluttering (work in progress!)for some time. My Dad built this room – an extension of the existing verandah – about 25 years ago. It was his therapy after my sister died, and it’s served a number of functions over the years. On a sunny winter afternoon, the couch is the best seat in the house – and a favourite spot for the cat, of course.
Taking photos of my decor gives me a greater appreciation for the work of interiors photographers – there’s more too it than plumping the cushions and clicking the button! I suspect that someone does a lot of tidying and “editing” of the homes we see in magazines. I’d love to see before and after styling pics – I think they’d be instructive!
One of the attractions of photography is trying to capture those Oooh Shiny! moments for posterity, or perhaps to share with someone else who would have been equally distracted (and still can be, thanks to you and your camera).
Yesterday morning I had plans in place to wash walls in preparation for painting…but there was ‘good’ frost, so the plans went on the backburner for a while. I had to go and feed my son’s cat, and I kept my focus long enough to feed him before I got waylaid by icy cactus spines, dewdrops (almost gave up on that one, the camera wouldn’t stay focused…) and violets that looked like they’re frosted with sugar.
I finished my painting this afternoon, so I didn’t get distracted for too long…
Nature photographers will be in their element this week, with the Elemental theme inviting images of Earth, Air, Fire and Water – maybe all at once!
Mine are mainly fire – my youngest son’s birthday is in late April, when fire restrictions are generally lifted. By then, we have a pile of fallen branches and other flammable rubbish piled up ready. No bonfire is complete without an effigy of some sort, and making a ghastly guy is now part of the ritual. There always seems to be an old, unwanted item of furniture for the pile, too – one less thing in landfill, and a sobering illustration of how quickly synthetic materials burn.
It’s also an incredible photo opportunity, yielding a series of dramatic images.
When I saw that this week’s challenge is textures, my first thoughts were of roughness and bumpiness although lack of bumps is also a texture.
One of the attractions of taking pics of my daughter’s three cats on the bed is the contrasting textures of their fur and the bedding.
I made an Elizabethan style smocked and embroidered baby gown for my middle son 36 years ago. Last week I had my 7 week old grandson, Banjo, model it for me – the stitches on the fabric have lovely texture – so do his squooshy cheeks!
The white Japonica is beautiful, but last summer it was overrun by Cleavers/Goosegrass, which is now silvery grey and a nice contrast with the blossom. It’s also covered in seeds, unfortunately…
Grampians Textures is also the name of the annual textile workshop-fest that takes place in Halls Gap in March. I don’t get to do a course every year, but I did do four days of mixed media with Kieth Lo Bue this year – lots of textures in these pieces I made.
This week it’s images of satisfaction we are looking for, and once more I’m running late with my response. I have an excuse, though, and his name is Banjo – he’s my third grandchild (to date) and he’s just past six weeks old.
Satisfaction can come from many things and experiences, but a nice cup of tea is satisfactory to many of us. I took this photo of a vintage “trio” to use in advertising our local Hall’s planned High Tea later this year.
There’s a lot of satisfaction in spending time with little kids, especially when they’re grandkids and you get to give them back! Juniper and Banjo are siblings, Matilda (in the middle) is their cousin. Juni’s satisfaction comes from playing with her many vehicles, but she also loves “Icy-colds”, regardless of the weather. Matilda is fond of dancing on tables, which her grown-ups are less keen on, but fear of falling doesn’t seem to occur to her! Banjo is fairly easily satisfied with a full belly and a dry bottom, he doesn’t want much else.