Reflections of an Artist: Fine Art Photography with a Splash of Prose (10) – Drowning the Garden

Drowning the Garden

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Flowers, glass, and water. There seems to be endless possibilities when it comes to these three elements.

A few minutes ago I was twirling my pen in my hand, staring at this photo, and wondering what to write. It was a sudden realization that these subjects are repeating elements in my work.

There’s this periwinkle photo, and this underwater close up of a flower petal, and one more I call “Loves Me, Loves Me Not”. (There are even more, but I’ll stop here)

Perhaps I should spend some time seeing what else I can come up with. What do you think?

 

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Reflections of an Artist: Fine Art Photography with a Splash of Prose (7) – Dead Tree. Tranquilly, Lake Atitlan

Dead Tree. Tranquilly, Lake AtitlanBits of rock and grit were digging into my cheek as I pressed my face into the ground and peered through my camera. It was an inch off the ground, propped up on twigs and stones, and wobbly as a drunk mother.

As I laid across the narrow step my shirt had ridden up a bit, and I didn’t feel a thing as the tiny carnivores jumped on for an all you can eat buffet.

“What happened to your back?!” My boyfriend yelled later on. After examining a mirror, I muttered something like: at least it’s not itching, but I totally forgot to knock on wood… 12 hours later the bites swelled up and I figured only a sandblaster could get rid of the itch.

The moral? Bring your tripod next time stupid.

 

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Reflections of an Artist: Fine Art Photography with a Splash of Prose (3) – A Pool of Petals

A Pool of Petals

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Today is the only day I get a license to be cheesy, so you’ll just have to deal with it!

I haven’t composed a rhyming poem (not counting the songs I make up in the car) since high school.

To my boyfriend in New York:

 

Rosas are red,

agua is blue,

I’m all alone in Guatemala

and I’m thinking of you.

 

The snow’s up to your eyeballs

as I sit here in the sun.

I’m getting my tan on,

but without you it’s no fun.

 

It’s Valentine’s Day

and we’re so far apart,

but no matter the distance,

you’ll always have my heart.

 

Happy Valentine’s Day!

 

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