Another picture I have no idea that I took! The aliens that visit must have done it, or a cat. No idea. I have been thinking of doing double-exposures lately, and maybe this is an accidental one as my 1937 Weltur doesn’t have any mechanism to prevent that. Whatever, it is rather interesting to me.
To Harriet, from Halimeda
Fallen Flowers
For the life of me, I cannot recall the name of these flowers! I know they are related to carnations, and the name will probably come to me after this is long posted. So, senility is setting in and I am getting used to it.
The original may be seen below, taken with Dubble’s Bubble Gum film, and then converted to B&W. I may end up buying another roll of it as the colors are really enjoyable. I don’t know if they will be the same tints as here because they got a new manufacturer.
I just remembered the name of the flower! Dianthus. “Dalrymple” and “Dahlia” kept going through my head. Isn’t funny how the mind works? And Virginia Woolf is here, too, I guess.
So, fallen flowers – of the dianthus sort – accidentally chopped off when I was dead heading the front bed last week.
Sky, Trees, Water
This is a B&W version of a panorama I took with my 1937 Welta Weltur. Two images sewn together in Photoshop, and then turned into black and white. Old glass which is uncoated gives a characteristically different look to film, whether in color or black and white. You can see the color version here.
Somewhere in Monterey
Today is a watercolor day!
I am surprised by how much less I am worrying about how my painting is going to look and how much I am becoming more involved with its process.
Working with gouache has certainly helped me with my usage of light and dark. For awhile I wondered if working with gouache, from dark to light, would mess with my mind with watercolor, which is light to dark. Actually, it helped a lot as I am more aware of light and dark than before, and thus it is easier to think about how to make it happen.
This is from a photo I took in Pt. Lobos Nature Reserve, along a path. The light was dappled and flickering as the tree branches and leaves moved with the shifting wind. It was a warm day, pleasant, and very, very much a prize of a day altogether. I think this painting does a fair job catching it, though, as always, there are areas for improvement.





