(Enjoy the Distractions – promoted by TheMomCat)
Well where to begin!
Last night I tried to open up a 500 gig hard drive that I`d set aside last year, since I couldn`t get it to load.
Holy Moly, the thing popped right up on the desktop, with the other five, as if it was there all the time.
I decided to copy it onto a Terrabyte drive on which I had space for.
So I now have archives I thought were lost.
I started going through the files, starting from the first one & proceeding to the second one.
These are shots from those files.
Now since these images are supposed to be distracting, I`ll peek into a political window for just a second.
I try to never inject politics into my posts, but tonight, I want you to think of the children.
Bear with me.
With the rude & dangerous threats against reasonable people since healthcare passed, I keep seeing the comparison to how childish those acts are.
Those are not childish acts.
I`ll open these distractions with some of my little friends.
This is what childish looks like.
The amazing purity of childhood innocence.
(The little kid , lower right, is the little “snake handler” from two weeks ago)
The excitement of learning.
(From arm`s length)
Stone Mason
Pond Reflection Background
TWO FEET LONG
OFF KEY BLUES
LSD ON MUSHROOMS
BLOWING KISSES
SMALL PACKAGED BEAUTY
YES, IT`S REAL
FULL GUT
( One of many surrounding “Giant Cups”, that just scarfed some food.)
Shocking, I tell ya
COCONUT with a Deadhead
FM RECEPTORS
PURPLE CAROUSEL
WAXED CACTUS
44 D`S
WHAT`S A “TUFFET”?
PLANE TRUTH
CORNER BARYARD
SUNSET PORTRAIT
FIRESTORM SUNSET
(THE WATCHERS)
THE SWELL
THE BREAKER
FROM UNDER THE COUCH
SUNRISE
THE KISS
CAMPFIRE MUSIC
FULL GUTS
(surprised you, eh!!”
BACKYARD SUNSET
(Who makes these happen, anyway?)
MAGNIFICATION
(Sung to the tune of “Anticipation”)
BTW, This is a complex composite shot.
PENSIVE PRISONER
SKY LOL CAT
TEMPEST WIND-DOWN
PURPLE TROPICS
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By now you must know I post these for your enjoyment.
I also try to respond to all comments and/or questions related to these images or not.
Some smart alexandra knows who she is.
Please enjoy & have a nice ‘healthy’ weekend.
I also take requests in hopes that I have something in my archives that will be satisfactory.
Than you &
Peace
living so near the beach is the sound of the waves breaking. It’s one of the peaceful sounds that helps me get to sleep.
Great pictures of the children, Kh. and as always the most pleasant distractions.
The guy in “Sunset Portrait” looks like someone who has some fascinating tales to tell. Might that be true?
Although I like them all, the sunset photos are quite striking. “Backyard Sunset” seems to stand out in particular, a great duet between the sun and clouds. I think Alfred Stieglitz, who was artist Georgia O’Keefe’s other half, would approve.
I couldn’t find any cloud photos by Stieglitz on photobucket, however, there is one in the following series. Once you are on this webpage, you can turn the pages in the book by clicking on the tiny left and right pointing arrows just below the center point of the book image.
For those who are horribly embarrassed by nude photos, be forewarned that there are a couple in the grouping, I think of his wife, who Stieglitz photographed extensively. There is one cloud photo in the book (although I’ve seen exhibits in art museums devoted exclusively to his cloud pics), and two of winter scenes with teams of horses in New York, which I think are particularly interesting.
Those of us alive today probably cannot recall the days when owning or renting a flat several stories up (remember, there weren’t necessarily elevators back then) and on the backside of the building were considered to be the most desirable. During the hottest days of summer, those who resided on a lower floor, facing the street, were exposed to considerable noise and pungent odors that some might not find altogether pleasant.
My Original v. Cover – #19 of a Series essay should be appearing at about 7:00 P.M. next Friday evening, however, I may be too busy to comment or respond to comments until later in the weekend or possibly until the following Monday. If so, it will probably mean that I’m having a great time.
Wonderful shoots of the children, Knuck!
That one guy kinda’ slipping into the sunset looks a wee bit familiar!
Awesome sunsets!
I love the “blowing kisses” guy — what a character!
Tout formidable!
Merci, Knuck!
The one that especially touched me was the one of those old carpenter’s tools. My grandfather was a carpenter before he went to work for the railroad, and he hung on to those old tools like everything else. The GD would do that to you.
With that background, I always got a kick out of the John Prine song, “Grandpa Was a Carpenter:”
Now my grandfather never chain-smoked Camels (nor drank a drop of alcohol) nor voted Republican, at least in part because my grandmother would have killed him if he had ever considered doing those things. After all, she put FDR’s picture on the wall right next to Jesus.
But otherwise, that song captured him pretty well right down to the penchant for brown dress clothes and wingtip shoes: