blueyeduckstudios: September 2008

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

My Mr BLUESKY

Mr Blue Sky ~ ELO

Yes... I have blogged the song before - but it is worth featuring again.

I want to introduce an amazing young photographer and the song fits my heart's joy regarding him.

Meet Evan of DriftStudios Photography...

Check out some of his work here on JPG magazine

DriftStudiosPhotography

"Eye of the Storm"

And this amazing photograph taken on the shore of Lake Erie as a storm came down from the north is available as a print on deviant art here:

driftstudios.deviantart.com/gallery

...along with an extended gallery of his work - take a look!

~(I love you, Mom)

Friday, September 12, 2008

COLORS

To listen press the "play" arrow

Phil Collins - True Colors

There is nothing like the fresh limey green of spring ... except of course the rich deep green of summer... or maybe the reddening of that green in autumn... or is it the rich green gone red gone rust gone brown before the snow of winter hides it all away?

We have a darling cottage shed in our yard
(I'll have to share pics one day).

A first cousin to this cottage shed is a tiny cottage closet sized shed. I have painted (opaque stained actually) both of them a rich forest green with crisp white trim and deep red doors.

The little closet shed I have shown here has reclaimed shutters as doors. We have hauled them all over the state in our many moves and finally gave them a home on this little structure.

In this season of transition I am trying out some new adventures of my own: one being a camera I am learning to use (no instructions please, I never read them!) and the other an e

diting program...again... trial and error as I won't be reading any of the user's guides ~ ha.

I have formal training in Visual Communications / Graphic Arts -- but that happened back when phones were connected to walls with curly cords and music videos existed only in my dreams (for real ... they did).

This photo editing thing is all very new to me. When I (normally) want an image a specific color or shape I naturally want to reach for gouache or ink ... not a mouse.

So here they are in all their newbie glory ~ a set of four photographs mounted on heavy 200 lb watercolor stock.

I will be adding them to my ETSY shop soon :)

Poets of the Fall

Another picture of the Work in Progress piece I am still working on (the Meadows of Heaven necklace I began to reveal in the previous post) and another reason to post a great Finish band -- this time: POETS OF THE FALL.

Someone Special ~ {Poets of the Fall}

I wake up to the sound of rain upon my sill

Pick up the pieces of my yesterday old thrill

Can I deliver this used up shiver

To how I pronounce my life

And leave it up to faith to go by its own will

Back row to the left

A little to the side

Slightly out of place

Look beyond the light

Where you'd least expect

There's someone special

A foggy morning greets me quietly today

I smell a fragrance in the wind blowing my way

And ever further I run to find herI yearn to define my life

Placing my faith in chance to meet me in half way

Back row to the left

A little to the side

Slightly out of place

Look beyond the light

Where you'd least expect

There's someone special

And she's here to write her name

On my skin with kisses in the rain

Hold my head and ease my pain

In a world that's gone insane...

To listen - press the "play" arrow on the video above

Monday, September 08, 2008

Meadows of Heaven

To everything there is a season, and a time for every matter or purpose under heaven

~ Ecclesiastes 3:1

...But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control...

~ Philippians 3:20-21a

~ NiGHTWiSH ~

(from "Dark Passion Play")

Summer is falling asleep and so much is changing all around me. There is nothing new under the sun… so I should not be surprised by changes in seasons or in friendships or in the way the hearts of men (women/ children) wander and wonder.

As the night air gets cooler after each sunset I feel the trees in our woods getting sleepy and I see the acorns piling up in the tired grass in the morning. I absolutely love autumn, but it is so melancholy . .. And I am not sure what to do with that. I love it. And I regret it.

The colors of this sleepy season are my favorite - our entire home is clothed in olive and deep leafy greens… rich blood reds and wines…. muted golds and ochres…so earthy and rich and warm.