Monday, September 27, 2010

Brand New Shoes


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For some reason I was inspired to do several Photoshop pieces of my Sofia shoot.  I just loved Sofia's little feet.

Start wherever you are and start small. 

Rita Baily

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Everything's Just Wonderful




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For the next few days I'll be posting photographs and Photoshop pieces of Sofia's photo shoot.  She was a darling; a little "mover and shaker" and was completely happy the entire time we shot.  She definitely was used to having a camera in her face and was a delight to photograph.
Perhaps the greatest social service that can be rendered by anybody to the country and to mankind is to bring up a family.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

She's My Ride Home



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This photograph was an unusual capture.  I happened to be riding shotgun when we came upon this truck that reflected the entire road behind us (we were in the white car on the side).  Sometimes I just luck out!


A reflection of an exact image is the closest thing to you-so that you can see it-but it's far enough away so that you really understand it. There is real life in this movie, but it hovers just an inch above reality. 


Friday, September 24, 2010

Harvest





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Wow, what a month it's been.  I've been traveling, there's been some illness in the family, I had a great photo shoot with a darling 18-month-old, Sofia.  I'll be posting some of her photos in a few days.  There's just been a lot going on and not enough time to get to the blog.  So today I thought I'd post some photos that I took from the air when I flew to Colorado Springs, Colorado. These were taken within 10 minutes of takeoff.  I thought the ground looked so graphic and beautiful.  The colors were brilliant.  I love flying because it takes me to a whole new place in my head; a whole new world!

Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant. 


Friday, September 10, 2010

Summer Days Alone


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Well, here's my Photoshop Art piece for this week.  It reminds me of summer coming to an end. There's a certain sadness to it.


One travels more usefully when alone, because he reflects more. 

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Blue World



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I heard the "whoosh",  grabbed my camera and ran out of the house and found beauty.  These are the surprises that can thrill me every so often.
Suddenly the wind ceased. The air seemed motionless around us. We were off, going at the speed of the air-current in which we now lived and moved. Indeed, for us there was no more wind; and this is the first great fact of spherical ballooning. Infinitely gentle is this unfelt motion forward and upward. The illusion is complete: it seems not to be the balloon that moves, but the earth that sinks down and away...
Villages and woods, meadows and chateaux, pass across the moving scene, out of which the whistling of locomotives throws sharp notes. These faint, piercing sounds, together with the yelping and barking of dogs, are the only noises that reach one through the depths of the upper air. The human voice cannot mount up into these boundless solitudes. Human beings look like ants along the white lines that are highways; and the rows of houses look like children's playthings."
Alberto Santos-Dumont, 'My Air-Ships,' New York, The Century Company, 1904

Monday, September 6, 2010

Good to Be


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This is another of my photos from a Senior (high school) photo shoot.  I love this shot so much. She looks exactly like a person should when they get out of high school and starts their adult life; feeling great, with the whole world as her oyster.

From the end spring new beginnings.