Saturday, August 29, 2009
clever kittens (never again)
Why, hello! Sometimes I have a dry run of no new photos, but the fun doesn't have to stop! Hop on over to clever kittens to view my non-photography goodies.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
tell me when we've arrived.
Birds of prey gangs: Out to terrorize some poor little pudgy pigeons, no doubt, or to beat up on some seagulls.
i know it was you who called and hung up
This mini series is from earlier this summer, when we went to the unusual and beautiful sand dunes of Oregon.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
it seems to me you don't know what you're talking about
Some books I recommend:
Three Cups of Tea: One Man's Mission to Promote Peace... One School at a Time by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin [Nonfiction]
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey [Fiction]
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon [Fiction]
The Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai [Fiction]
Some books I don't recommend (all fiction):
The Alchemist's Daughter by Katherine McMahon
The Fig Eater by Jody Shields
The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield
arrested beauty
"Stop! Put your hands up!"
Hahaha doesn't that look like what this flower was asked to do? This is a dahlia I purchased at the Portland market yesterday.
Billie finds success
Earlier, I had written about Billie the bee, who tried to find work as a model but did not really have the know-how. Well, an entire semester of courses on posture, lighting, and finding her best angle has given Billie the boost she needs, and here she returns in her most stunning work to date--the spread that made her a household name.
This one made the cover of the August 2009 issue of betty bee magazine!
The story of Billie is really just to give me an excuse to display more than one of these bee photos, because I could not pick just one. This was such a funny occurrence--at the Portland market, a bee landed on the zinnias I was photographing, and then here at the Beaverton market, a bee again chose the flowers I was shooting.
This one made the cover of the August 2009 issue of betty bee magazine!
The story of Billie is really just to give me an excuse to display more than one of these bee photos, because I could not pick just one. This was such a funny occurrence--at the Portland market, a bee landed on the zinnias I was photographing, and then here at the Beaverton market, a bee again chose the flowers I was shooting.
a cautionary tale for reckless lovers
Cherries and pits on the asphalt at the Beaverton Farmer's Market.
i can only lead you to the gates
I was captivated by the different textures and looks of this patch of tree. You can see the outer white bark, the creamy skin underneath, and also the dark wood. It's a multiracial tree!
You can see the paper-like bark curling away, revealing fresh skin. The white paper-bark is very soft and smooth, and slightly sticky.
the swordfight in which no one won.
This one is called Lion's Ear. Each 'petal' has a fuzzy texture, like weightless slivers of peach.
the Ophelian complex
I like the softness of this picture. Think: cuddle blankets, fleece jackets, flannel jammies, down pillows...
[Beaverton Farmer's Market.]
the taste of truth.
"Peer into my soul," she said, but she disappeared before I could do so. I will never know the taste of truth.
[Beaverton Farmer's Market.]
the peculiarity of familiarity.
I saw these at the next Farmer's Market I traversed to, the Beaverton Farmer's Market next to the Beaverton City Library. Sadly, I forget what this little bulb-like plant is called. I love how they resemble a string of Chinese paper lanterns. I remember I had a pretty lantern one Autumn Festival, and when I set it down it burned up and away. I was so sad.
words to live by.
These are eggs laid by fat free-range hens*.
*I know they're fat because the stall owner had pictures of them. They're just a bunch of happy, overweight chickens hanging around the farm--it's really funny--although chickens are inherently funny already.
Daria weighs in
I want one!!!!!! A vintage egg scale--who knew these things existed? Unrelated, but did you know you can make square eggs?
an unfortunate slight
Whether they were tossed or dropped or simply fell, all these little bits of nature ended up in a rather artful arrangement. Perhaps they are all members the same karass, and their wampeter was to be in this photograph. [Hopefully I've used these Bokononist terms correctly.]
Billie finds a new job
Billie decides to give modeling a shot, and flies in to join the zinnia photo shoot.
She only knows one pose, though, and thus, returns to pollinating flowers and producing honey. (She will try again later.)
the ground gives birth to miniature rainbows
I visited one of Portland's many farmer's (farmers' ?) markets today, this one being the Saturday Portland Farmer's Market at the Portland State University park blocks. On Thursday, I had chanced upon the smaller-scale Thursday Farmer's Market in Nob Hill/Pearl District while on my way to Patagonia (an outdoor gear store), and found a stall selling the most inspiring and vibrant bouquets I remember seeing recently, run by a family. I found out that they also did the Saturday market, and the girl I spoke with said they had an even bigger selection then, so along I came, with the goal to buy flowers to photograph. The vendors above are actually a different family; there were a few stalls, all run by Asian families (interestingly enough), selling lovely flowers.
Monday, August 3, 2009
own a little piece of telltale signs!
I recently opened a new Etsy shoppe to offer prints of my photography and original artwork, and would like to welcome you to come visit!
telltale signs shoppe
My new sticker labels.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
slow reflexes
In the laundry room at my apartment complex sits a row of genteel chairs, looking like they were hustled from a waiting room somewhere. They are all attached together, so if one goes, they all go, or else you'll need a hacksaw or a screwdriver or both. They're such great popsicle colors. I think it'd be neat to have it in my dwelling. Not that I plan on taking it...
burn the evidence
Gerbera daisies, my favorite flower. These are actually synthetic ones from Ikea, makers of great faux wood bookshelves.
when i grow up
A tiny pinecone still attached to a twig--I found this a few months ago, and have it on display in my little dwelling. It's very dainty.
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