if you won't go away?
That is what I am certain y'all are saying to yourselves right about now.
Here's the facts...
I'm sick.
Like, coughing, sore-throat, stiff-neck, laryngitis-y sick.
Ugh.
Like light-sensitivity, can't stay upright for more than a few minutes sick.
But as a medical professional, and a card-carrying, charter member of the
~Better Living Through Chemistry Club~
I doped myself up with a veritable, life-giving cornucopia
of healing pharmaceuticals and did one of the few things
that could make me feel alive again...
(and this is gonna sound weird and counter-intuitive to anyone without an artistic, creative bent)
I grabbed my camera and started to create
I snapped a few pics of a favorite ironstone pitcher,
some vintage plates with absolutely delicious crazing,
and with a dash of chippy wood and other assorted background textures to add interest
And then I played
the original image
I tinkered with lighting
and hues
and zoom
and texture
ta-da and the end.
I'm a bit frustrated in that I fear I'm still better
at the photo editing part than the actual picture taking part.
True confession?
I'm still a little scared of my brand new, bad boy, all-the-bells & whistles
camera.
I'm still shooting almost exclusively in auto-mode,
as I simply haven't had the time to dig deeper and learn
all I need to know about aperture, shutter speed, f-stop, ISO,
and a whole buncha other terms which are still largely Greek to me.
But there's time.
I just wanna be the best at everything I try to do, like yesterday.
Not a good trait.
so......
back to bed now!
Thanks for letting me come out and play for a bit,
and for indulging my proclivity towards true confessions and stream-of-consciousness rants.
Y'all are the best.
xo smooches!!! xo
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