It’s all about perspective when it comes to geometric shapes.
“Geometry – It is concerned with properties of space that are related with distance, shape, size, and relative position of figures.“
It was not my favourite school subject. I couldn’t tell a tetrahedron from a square pyramid, or a hexagonal pyramid from a hexagonal prism – even though I could spell these mysterious words – the usefulness of these shapes made no sense to me.
Then I discovered the angles, shapes and perspectives to be captured through photography. At last the geometric shapes made sense and I could relate.
I went looking for geometry and symmetry wherever I pointed my camera.
From spheres to squares…
From proportions to perspectives in buildings and bridge construction…
In ceilings and walls and up steps or stairs……
I even found a square pyramid or is it tetrahedron?
Geometry in photography has forced me to shape and clarify my own perspectives.
“Trust that little voice in your head that says, ‘Wouldn’t it be interesting if…’; and then do it.” Duane Michals
So with these encouraging quotes in mind, here I go with my favourite ways to relax….
PLAYING WITH ART: “Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.” – Either John Lennon or Laurence J Peter – the jury is out on who said this first!
My latest foray into creative expression is when I started a 61 day ICAD (index card a day) challenge from 1st June and ending 31st July – and of course I am still playing catchup. I made a bargain with myself – 30 minutes on the exercycle first then I am free to play with index cards, paint, crayons, stencils and gel pens. I even made a home-made gel plate for printing I put on my music and relax into my art. Here is a small selection from June and July. It is working so far.
READING: “You can find magic, wherever you look. Sit back and relax, all you need is a book.” – Dr Seuss
This is most certainly one of my ‘go-tos’ for relaxing, pouring myself a cuppa, curling up into a comfy chair and getting lost in a good book – and there I am – relaxed into the magic of words and other worlds. There is a reason I have always loved reading fantasy, science fiction and time travel – it is such an amazing form of escapism. It will be interesting to see how many books I have read by the end of the year – I’m up to Book 54 so far.
I have my favourite genres, and then I have my “impossible to put into any specific genre” genre.
Some books just require you to read, re-read and re-read again. And it is not because you can’t remember the stories, its because they are so good, so full of complexity, twists and turns they need to be read again to catch even more details with each read through.
I’m currently re-reading books 1 – 8 of the Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon in preparation for the release of book 9 in November. There is an online book group doing a read – along and is great excuse for me to re-read. It is very interesting how much more detail you notice on the next journey through the ‘ stones’.
I enjoyed reading the first book Crosstitch (which has since been renamed as Outlander) when it was published in 1991. I swapped some of the next few books with my sister in law over the years until other work-life priorities intervened. Luckily for me, I not only rediscovered the series a few years ago but also realised I could download the rest of the books onto my kindle. For those that are not yet familiar with this series here is Herself’s description.
Alternatively or as well as – there is the tv series to avidly consume – seasons 1 -5 to date with season 6 scheduled for release early next year. I have to admit to being seriously addicted to Outlander along with several million other readers. I’m not sure if this addictive reading behaviour is actually relaxing or not – hmm?
Whilst waiting for the next book, there is a selection of novellas based on individual characters and a Comprehensive Companion guide (or two ) filling in some background history. It keeps me relaxed.
“Even when reading is impossible, the presence of books acquired produces such an ecstasy that the buying of more books than one can read is nothing less than the soul reaching towards infinity.” – A. Edward Newton, author, publisher, and collector of 10,000 books.
By the look of my piles of books which I can’t seem to fit into my bookshelves, and constantly struggle to let go of, it could be said I might be afflicted with this ecstasy too. It reminded me too of this bit of lighthearted relief found online during last year’s lockdown. Read the titles which have been placed in order by a librarian with a sense of humour. Always look for the bright side of life – and stay relaxed.
PHOTOGRAPHY: Relax and trust, knowing the universe has set a banquet of abundance for you”
I found this quote chalked onto a blackboard outside the Langford store in Golden Bay last year. I’m not sure who authored it. I do like the emphasis on “relax and trust”.
Wandering with my camera is when I am truly in my relaxed and happy place. There is always an abundance of subjects to capture – and it keeps the brain active.
WRITING: “It is how you see life that matters, rather than what you have done.” – Patti Miller, “Writing true stories.”
Writing for me is a way to record my inner thoughts and to make sense of the feelings and thoughts that wander through my mind. Playing with words is a form of relaxation for me. It can also be a trip down memory lane.
Elizabeth Gilbert writes that: “The universe buries strange jewels deep within us all, and then stands back to see if we can find them. The hunt to discover those jewels – that’s creative living… I’m talking about living a life that is driven more strongly by curiosity than by fear.”
So now I have written about creative pursuits I enjoy, I’m feeling rather chilled out and RELAXED
Over the last two days
We have had weather in all ways
Horizontally and vertically the wind did blow
so too the rain did fall.
Slips and slumps
Then came the high tide
The creek overflowed
The lawns became a lake
It was more than we could take
Rivers were in flood
Trees ripped out
Bridges were gone
Everywhere was sodden mud
Damaged houses subsided in landslips galore
Driveways slipped down the hills
Ditches and drains could hold no more
Householders now face huge clean up bills
A 100 year event was in store
350 mm rainfall in only two days
I cannot remember such a deluge before
Climate change is definitely underway.
And yet, just a month or two ago
Another weather event had also been described just so.
Someone can’t count the days or the years
This weather event will surely all end in tears.
The power went out… and then it came back
BUT THEN… Shock and horror
The internet went down.
Our digital connection was gone.
I was in disconnect despair
Rain fade stopped the tv feed
We had no news updates
or weather warnings to heed.
Looking out the window was all we could do
Yes - it was still raining and blowing too
Thank goodness for notebooks and pens
so I could write this plea to the weather gods,
"Please stop the rain, I promise to be good
Its just too wet in this neighbourhood"
Suddenly I caught a brief glimpse of moonlight
peeping out from the clouds of the night
Perhaps the wind is blowing the clouds away.
Is the rain going to stop at last?
The third morning dawned bright with light
Of the wind and rain there was no sound nor sight
It was over but it had left behind
A devastating plight
We walked to see what damage had been done
although we could have just swum
The ground was awash with muddy water
amidst slippery piles of clay and stone
At last there were helicopters up in the air
Assessing the damage to the isolated grounds
Diggers were ferried by barge to the Sounds
No traffic getting through by road.
Maybe they will soon fix the power and phones
To make sure people are safe in their homes
By 5pm that day the phone started pinging
"Are you alright” the messages were asking
"Yes", we replied thankfully though many are not
At least we still have homes safe from the flood
Our thoughts are with those much less fortunate than us
As evacuations end and the big clean up begins.
So until the next time Mother Nature intervenes
to send us another reminder of climate change
Lets hope we all listen and do our bit
to keep this planet healthy and fit.
If the beautiful were not in us, how would we ever recognize it?”
The expression of an impression
Is an obsession
I bring to each photo session
where I can take possession
of my lifelong passion.
The expression of an impression
Is a compulsion
not a delusion.
It is where I learnt composition
Through the excitement of exploration
and a touch of preoccupation.
The expression of an impression
Take a bowl full of enthusiasm
Flash in a sprinkle of infatuation
Focus with a whole lot of dedication
Layer in an image of endless fascination
Blend all together in a bucket of creation
Until it exposes more than my dreams
And becomes a beautiful expression of my own impressions
Every photo I take is a piece of my life that I will never get back,
Blues in the environment are one of my favourite subjects for photography.
Jude reminds us when looking for blues this month that:
“Blue. A primary colour that we look upon almost every day. But don’t forget about the different hues which include indigo and ultramarine, cyan and the other blue-greens such as turquoise, teal, and aquamarine.
I did some blue sky thinking…and looking through my archives.
Blue Skies thinking:
The blue sky found its way onto the bonnet of my blue car.
A rainbow brightens up the blue sky.
And the clouds blew over to hide the blue skies.
Oceans and canals: A few different hues of blues
Then there are the glacial blues in the mountain lakes.
Lakes:The reflected skies in the lakes always transfix me with the beautiful blues.
Perhaps I will capture some different blues before the end of July.
Having just completed a June trees theme for my 365 project, I already had plenty of choices for this week’s Sunday Stills. This is my month’s calendar view.
Under the trees I also found:
I discovered rainbows, reflections and sunsets.
Under the trees throughout the seasons, I find the new growth of spring green and blossoms, the silhouetted sunlight of summer. the dappled shade lighting the fallen autumn leaves and the skeletal winter trees revealing their intricate branching structures. I had a play with making a composite of autumn leaves and a frosty winter. Maybe next time I will do all seasons!
I love that trees have so many different textures and forms in their branches and trunks. Winter when the trees are leafless is a good time to appreciate the intricate branch patterns normally hidden within the leaves. Moss and lichen cluster with wood ear fungus to decorate the barren trees.
I love to wander between the trees along hidden forest pathways, and beside the lakes, beaches and rivers. I am in my happy place (as long as I have my camera along for the walk}
Public art is a never-ending source of inspiration for me and my camera.
I have often wondered whether I should photograph other people’s artwork as surely this is not depicting one’s own creativity but exploiting others? To be honest though, that hasn’t stopped me over my travelling years.
I think in part, it is to try to capture the essence of the journey, the excitement of discovery and the awe which I hold for the skills, imagination and talents of artists – be they street artists. graffiti artists or sculptors. I enjoy watching the way others interact with public art – especially the sculptures.
I have quite a few examples of public art in my travel archives. Some tell a story. Others pose the question – why?
Is graffiti a form of art? Or is art a form of graffiti?
To give us pause to enjoy art and make us ponder on the meaning of life – is that the purpose of public art?
I think it is a purpose, and that we all benefit from taking the time to sit awhile and just appreciate the inspiring creativity of the artist.
I’m excited to explore the different forms of public art further as this Photographing Public art challenge continues. Thanks to the organisers Cee and Marsha for the opportunity.
Here I sit all alone on my comfy cushion. I gave up on the lily pad when it floated away across the pond. This is a pleasant enough resting place. So I sit here silently and very still, hoping my luck will change.
I’m not just a simple speckled frog. After all, a toad by any other name is still a toad. In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m covered in spots and stripes.
What do you mean, I’m not worthy? I got dressed up specially for the occasion. Did you not notice the floral hairpiece that I wore especially to get your attention?
Do not fear me. That old myth is not true. I’m not a handsome prince under the spell of a wicked curse. I can be so much more than that.
I may have googly eyes but they are designed for gazing into your own gorgeous green eyes. I’m just crouching here in eager anticipation of your visit. All it will take to turn my frown upside down and make me smile again is a tasty little snack.
Come little damsel fly – fly just a bit closer to my cushion. And I will show you my lucky grin.
From the ocean to the mountains, from coast to coast. Just a few photos of the great outdoors of NZ where I love to visit with my camera.
Lets start at the Southern Alps which is in the rugged mountain range that spans from from North to South of the South Island. Although climbing mountains is not my thing I did struggle up to the Tasman Glacier viewpoint – and saw ICEBERGS.
Moving westwards towards Arthurs Pass is this stunning landscape.
Venturing a little further North on an inland road we stopped over at Iveagh Bay at Lake Brunner
Heading to the top West corner of the South Island is Karamea – which also provides a perfect opportunity for a West Coast sunset.
Further down the coast is Punakaiki, famous for its blowholes and rugged beaches
Time for an overnight at Fox River to meet friends and eat pancakes (what else) before heading East through the Kaikoura mountains and onto the East coast.
Finally we headed back up North to the Marlborough Sounds and over the top to French Pass at the top of the South Island where Pelorus Jack once roamed the sea.
Home again to another silvery moon and to hunker down at home for the winter months. The great outdoors can wait a while until the weather warms up again.
Oh yes – do I have plenty of sunsets and maybe a sunrise?
I’m not so great at getting up early enough to capture sunrises. We cruised into Gothenburg harbour in the early morning just as the sun had risen enough to hide behind the clouds. Does that count as a sunrise?
Later that week, we saw glorious sunsets over the Southern archipelago.
The West Coast is a great place to watch the sunset.
Sunsets are such peaceful time of the day to enjoy some solitude.
And then there are the fabulous sunsets I see out my window or through the trees.
This winter month I am just looking for a few hours of sunshine each day – just a few hours and perhaps a lovely sunset.