These are my very charming grandsons and of course their 2 parents that I used as props to fill the "space". Notice the little guy? Teething is a phenomenon of nature that all children and parents have to survive. He obviously "bit" off more than he could chew, but who doesn't in this fast paced life? I treasure this memory and the insight of the first sparkles of personality that are starting to bloom. And kudos to my daughter for not wringing their collective necks on any one given day.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
It should be obvious that what is happening in this pictures is just wrong! In my defense, I'm the photojournalist, those are not my fingers. Really given all the opportunities to do something dangerous, this is pretty minor. As I recall, I believe this bear that lives in Puerta Vallarta was missing his teeth, imagine how close I was to check that out? With the recent earthquake in Haiti there has been an outpouring of aid. When I'm not taking pictures, I work as an intermediate care nurse. One of the reasons I became a nurse was to give humanitarian service. I've been in hot pursuit of an opportunity to serve aboard a navy ship acting as a floating hospital. Support of this program has been withdrawn. So to my blog followers, all 2 or 3 of you, if you know of any service opportunities requiring a registered nurse don't hesitate to call the number at the top of the blog. I have a passport and am current on my immunizations, if that's not TMI.
So who gets to determine what is beautiful? It is obviously always in the eye of the beholder. Sometimes beauty lies in the contrast of two equal opposing forces. Sometimes beauty can be defined by what is in focus, other times the story is in what you can't see clearly. So when you see a beautiful image, go beyond and ask yourself why it is beautiful to you. The answer to that question can never be wrong, but by asking it, your world will open to more opportunities, other possibilities and the chance to understand something from a different viewpoint. Happy horizon broadening to you.
So as you can imagine since I am an outdoor photography enthusiast, this is my slow time of year. Occasionally an extra hearty soul will call for a photography session but they are rare. (Not many people want to see their own breath in the picture) Never fear when Ineed to take a picture I can always find a "subject". I plan to do a "seasons" series and this is my interpretation of "winter". Cool, huh? In the cold sense.
Monday, February 1, 2010
This is my grandson, James. One day while tending him, I thought he was safely playing in the washroom. Imagine my fright when I entered the washroom and couldn't find him there. The washroom was attached to the garage that was attached to the driveway that was attached to the big bad scary world at large. I couldn't imagine how he could have opened the door that led to the garage and obviously I'm grateful that he didn't. He just opened the dryer door and climbed inside. How many of you have that "super safe, extra special" place that you keep your treasures? I do but that place is more like an expanding deep dark black hole from which things never return. Maybe there is a collective place where all lost items reside until found, maybe like the island for misfit toys in "Rudolph". In case it is a collective and you make it through the black hole before I do, here are a few things I am missing and would like returned...my mind (not very big, may be hard to find), my teenage body (okay, I've seen others with this in the past, like Jennifer Aniston ;D), the energy I had as a college student (play all night and study all day) and of course my invincsibility, that feeling of being all powerful without cares or concerns, oh wait, I know where that is my daughter Emily, took it with her to Utah State.