Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrast

Outdoor Plumbing

Some people have gnomes in their front yard. And some people do not.

All The Little Things

Creative Outlet

This outlet is on the side of the wall next to my desk. I often sit at my desk while on the phone and this particular time, I was on the phone with my mother when the afternoon light hit the outlet and the wires, casting wire shadows on the wall. My camera usually sits on my desk as well, so even while we chatted, I picked up the camera and began taking shots of this very dusty outlet with the sun hitting it.

My mother and I talk nearly every day on the phone, separated as we are geographically by an entire continent. My husband often asks what can we possibly find to talk about every single day. I tell him we talk about all the little things, the daily details that we notice around us. Sometimes its about how much laundry we've done that day, or how one of the dogs misbehaved, or how the afternoon light hits an electrical outlet and makes me want to photography it. All of it is important in the way it weaves us together, reinforcing our connection across time and distance.

Caligraphy

Caligraphy

Sometimes the way the strong afternoon light streams in the window across my jeans captures my attention, revealing in the most mundane things an otherworldly dimension.

Weekly Photo Challenge--Self-Portrait: A Thin Slant of Light

A Thin Slant of Light

Been busy with many other things, finishing course work for the PhD program, now studying for qualifying exams. Still, my time behind the camera has fostered a creative outlet that has helped to keep me sane. A friend and photographer E. Renard recently posted a quote online that I found myself agreeing with whole-heartedly: "If a day goes by without my doing something related to photography, it's as though I've neglected something essential to my existence, as though I had forgotten to wake up." --Richard Avedon. In spite of my intense focus on completing my PhD, I find this to be true and the camera is teaching me how to see differently, to see newly, to continue finding the sixpence all around me.