This would be the first collage I attempted and felt it ready. These shots capture bits and pieces of the person I am. I think this week’s photo challenge had the same theme but I’m not sure. In time I will post more collages like this one. It’s a really cool tool and I had fun tinkering around.
He carries a whiff of diesel
Denim smeared, greasy to the touch
Beads of sweat cool on his sun baked face
Good shirts come home from the fields
With soft frayed holes and a scent of green
A sure thing to send Ma’s ire up
Added to the broken saucer and cup
The raggedy man,
A listener, a speaker,
This is my piece for last week’s Picture It and Write! entry.
He stumbled backwards in haste before tripping on the extra long lab coat in an attempt to remove himself as far has he could from the giant glass tube in front of him. Under the relative safety of the desk the only disturbance in the air was his uneven breathing and the distant hiss, a result of the process now in progress which he had initialized after hitting the orange button on his way to hiding. A last resort, which meant this wing of the building was now on lock-down.
The little man sat there curled into a ball, dreading the outcome of the experiment. It was no use thinking that he knew it would have gone downhill after the second stage, the commander didn’t care. He wanted it done and he’d wanted it done fast. The bastard’s getting it alright, but not as they’d planned. Gathering up whatever traces of courage that was left, he chanced a peek. The woman, Lannie Jessup, was plastered against the glass in a thick viscous layer of steadily drying goo, it clung to her like the second skin it was, sparing no dip or curve. Trapped before she could have escaped and wrapped those long strong fingers around his scrawny neck.
I would have liked to find out its name before sharing it with you but I couldn't wait, I had it tucked away in my hard drive for a few months now. I've seen a younger version of this tree around. I clicked this one at my principals front yard, she's probably the best person to ask ... but I keep forgetting!
Hey everyone, I’m back with another shot courtesy of Kirsty Pang, the talented woman behind the lens of La Plume Noire Photography. The first time I introduced you to her work was in Fashion by La Plume Noire Photography where we got a glimpse of a cute maroon dress on an even prettier model.
Now here’s a stunning photo of Buckingham Palace with the Queen’s eternally frozen Guards standing watch (of course except for the occasional trips to the loo … I mean they have to go at some point, right?). I adore colour photography but the black and whites are the ones that really bring out the fine details, lines are more defined and bolder, blacks are blacker, it emphasizes on the shadows and the light. The contrast is stunning and smooth. It’s a beautiful building, design and all.
I’ve got a few more installments coming up so come back again soon, okay? In the meantime, you can give Kirsty a visit and check out all of her galleries that are sure to make you itch to pick up a camera and click away!
Have a good weekend!
Hi all! At The Dark Globe I had a chance to meet some really talented people. One of these is a photographer, Kirsty Pang, at La Plume Noire Photography. She’s taken some amazing photographs and I’ve gotten her permission to share you a few of her shots!
Though it would be too short for my liking, I love that dress! Do you see those trees? The colours are simply marvelous! She excludes confidence and it would seem that for this beautiful model, the world is her runway.
There are lots more to be found on La Plume Noire Photography.
I think Ginger is a he, but I can’t be too sure. He’s one of the cats that made the back of our building home. Ginger’s a shy one, not that I get any close to them they’re not exactly a sociable lot but they leave me well enough alone, except when I share some of my lunch with them. He’s the most handsome of them all as you could imagine.
You can read the rest of this post on my photo blog Me, My Camera and I.
Have a pleasant evening/morning everyone
The fresh stretch of the powdery blue morning sky, light of the glorious sun, with the huge white clouds floating with no worry in the world. A beautiful sight to start the day, no?
My night-owl study session extended to the wee hours of this morning. I didn’t sleep all last night but I’m doing fine. I’m like that, I love the night and the early morning after, it’s so serene, quiet and relaxing (if you minus a few mosquitoes). I was working on AS English, I’m studying it independently right now and I have exams in November so I’m trying to finish the book.
English is such a joy to study! Before I didn’t pay much attention to grammar and the likes but now … I find it fascinating! How figures of speech, sentences, and more come together and cooperate to form language as we know it! I’m taught how to analyze excerpts, how to break the various components of the text down and make sense of it all, to read between the lines and realize that how intricate the writing craft can be. I know my writing and book reviewing will benefit greatly from going on to study advanced English.
Oh well, I’m working a couple of posts but now I think I’ll go and get some shut eye for my shift around 4 PM. *Yawn and stretches*