Frêsh Fish

Friday, November 25, 2005

The Lorena Bobbit of Thanksgiving

Wow!  Looks like a real big one over there.


I am always a little suspect of a woman wheeling about a big knife with the look of glee and abandon in her eyes.

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I was getting my camera and stuff ready for T-Day making sure the batteries were all charged up and I had plenty of memory. After charging up all the batteries I checked on the external flash I attach to my camera which is especially good for indoor low light shots and can be bounced off the ceiling or walls. One, two, three, Fuck. No flash.

Did I mess up the batteries when I charged them? Did I put the batteries back in the external flash unit correctly? Was there something from the camera menu I was suppose to select when using the external flash?

The answer to all of these questions was no. I had just forgotten to turn on the external flash. Live, learn, forget, and learn again.


Into Far Darkness

The above is a snap of my "study". I like the contrast of dark and light with this and that dancing in the shadows.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Happy Thanksgiving

What does the snap below have to do with Thanksgiving? Well I could make up a story but in truth it is just my latest whatever.

I am working on putting cutouts in snaps.

Putting Out

I am very thankful though. There are several currents or themes that run through this blog that allude to the source of my thankfulness. One would be Lemma I and the second would be the express that I use often – “All this and heaven too and I love it.”

Lemma I states that A≠A. This is the high meta and very esoteric but succinctly it implies that we are all unique and that no two things are alike. We are all kings of creation upon our earthly thrones.

“All this and heaven too and I love it” is straight forward. We get all the wonders of life and then there is suppose to be more. Bring it on.

Being unique amidst the wonder it is incumbent upon us to create and celebrate. Get you to some creating, getting you to some wonder, and yes it is good so be Thankful.

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Monday, November 21, 2005

Scratch My Back

I have a hawk that hangs out around my house. His name is Erasmus. The dude sure does know how to fly high.

I got this snap at the aquarium in Charleston.  Because of the low light conditions and my lack of abilities, I had to tweak this one a lot to get it to pop.  I got several other up close snaps of this beauty but I couldn't seem to get the color to work like I did in this one.  Tant pis!

I Need To Get My Nails Done

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Sunday, November 13, 2005

Egocentric Theory of the Universe

This is a cutout snap of me inside a purple pansy. Round and round she goes and where she stops nobody knows.

Pather Creek meets purple pansy.

Purple Haze

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Black Me at Tiger Creek

Last month, Sweet William and his charming wife, E and myself, did the wild thing and made an inland trek to Tiger Creek. It is 3.5 miles of rough terrain in and the same rough terrain back. Since no one died or broke anything I guess we did well.

This is a snap of me taken by Plum.

Heart of Darkness

Am I completely nude in this snap? Unfortunately, I can’t remember.

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Monday, November 07, 2005

Frêsh Flowers

I like having frêsh flowers around. A rough estimate is that our household spends $200 a year maintain this fetish.

I do all the arrangements myself.

Burnt Mums

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Sunday, November 06, 2005

Alastair Revisited

I am a bit sad. Alastair is gone. For the last couple of weeks he has been hanging out in the front of my house. Morning, noon, or night, he was always hanging tough. Once or twice a light rain or a wind would blow his web down but within 24 hours he was back in the saddle again.

Once captured, spiders usually inject their victums with venom that disolves their prey's insides and once liqufied the spider sucks out his sweet reward.

Alastair Gone

I was in awe once as I had the opportunity to watch an unfortunate victim fall prey to his silky, sticky, web. It must be like hitting on some super glue, when you are stuck you are stuck good. Within a matter of moments all of Alastair’s eight legs were all around the victim and as he spun the helpless marauder round and round with his large legs he also spewed out more white web until in what seemed like a matter of moments his prey was roped and hog tied. Wish I had gotten a snap of that but a slacker is as a slacker does.

Not sure where this yellow banana spider has gone. Hopeful to hibernate and come back again next year. Alastair will always be welcome.

Just last week all the leaves seemed to know that it was time to do the dance of many colors and that same something told Alastair it was time to make like a leave and Fall.

Actually A split yesterady but I am a bit slow.

Make Like a Leave and Fall

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Saturday, November 05, 2005

Yellow Spider Art

I am not even sure what this used to be but it illustrates the principle that at the level of the pixel, anything can be turned into anything else.

This used to be a snap of my adopted banana spider Alastair.

Still Center of the Swirl

So go out there and do whatever and with a one on one pixel transformation - pow - you have just done a Mona Lisa dude.

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The Toes Know - Revisited

For the sake of historical continuity and doctrinal consistency I thought it might be of some interest to pictorially document how one thing turns into another.

This is the original snap of my toes in the sand at the public beach at Charleston, SC - 05/05

Original Snap

Now we have hit the original snap with some PhotoShop Elements.  It's hard to know when to stop with PhotoShop.

Polar Coordinates

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Friday, November 04, 2005

The Toes Know

This is an altered snap of my feet at the beach in Charleston, S.C.

Living big with my toes in the sand and wonder all around.

Swirlings of the Still Center

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My Deer

Yesterday I won, I was up a little before the sun. I was out on my back patio when I perceived something moving in the shadows. Upon closer scrutiny I discerned off to the right the patterns of two small deer enjoying the new day munching on the young leaves of some low growth vegetation. And yes I was, I was enchanted.

Witch my soul
Something more than the dance of the shadows
Yes I came
And then to hear
The tinkle of the light
As it dances down on the day.

Bewitched is all I have
And where my soul goes all else follows
Heart and mind and such
Hands and feet and face
Aroint and Anon

And I was taken to a sacred place where she waited
I was taken far into the bliss
Here I again watched
I watched as the shadows danced
And was very pleased.
I knew they danced just for me.

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