Robyn from the beautiful blog Captivate Me has declared April to be a review of all our edits in the One Four Challenge so far. Do visit her blog for links to everyone’s great images and processes. I missed December’s challenge but here are the ones I did submit. Thanks to all for voting and for the responses to the stories that were told in each challenge.
November 2014 – Craigflower Farm and a transcendental concert there ( under Tales)
week 4- voted #1
week 3 – my fave
January 2015- Memories of a Button Hook Child ( under old fashioned children’s stories)
I’m going with the The Daily Post theme of Freshtoday.
Living on the soggy west coast I might as well appeciate the freshness of rain on a Magnolia tree and our island saying of “if you don’t like the weather just wait five minutes!”
and on the lawn, raindrops have turned dandelion puffs into glittering fibre optic lamp posts as the sun shines briefly through the clouds
and after the rain a bumble bee smells the fragrance of freshly washed- and hanging to dry- wild roses (this was last’s post’s Monochrome Madness submission- for you Sarah Potter as per request!) – To see it in monochrome
rain drops and wildroses
In all of these I used a colour filter and on the wildrose I used a PS fresco filter to enhance. The first two were taken with an 18-55 lens (Canon Rebel EOS t4i) and the third was a pocket Kodak EasyShare!
I took this image with a little pocket Kodak Easy -Share and was quite pleased at the time with the result. It seems to render itself nicely in monochrome with the light and shadow of an early morning. I added a fresco filter from PS and blended it.
Best seen full size on attachment page
The bee seemed so lost in besotted delight on his pollen gathering mission. I remember drunken bumble bees in the garden at the end of summer so I thought of this wonderful old song
… I further heard in the days before his death that he was overheard asking all traders and wayfarers if any in their travels had come across a woman of surpassing beauty who bore the mark of a flaming rose on her thigh, -
but the answer had long been lost in the seductive dance of an oasis mirage and in the mournful wail of the dunes as they are created and destroyed by the desert winds.
In those last days he was seen standing ever watchful on his palace walls, his eyes searching the shifting shapes of the landscape, until the day folded silently into the dark and hungry cloak of the desert night. ……….from Tales of the Caravanserai
week 4- #1
Process: I think this edit speaks for itself, all I used was a sand texture overlay I had, a light filter and a few brush strokes.
My younger brother, among many other things was a musician, so these well worn drumsticks hold a special place at my house in a little shrine with the Buddha and Ganesh. He was both a free and yet fragile spirit who loved his horses,-and the drums, to the beat of which he lived and traveled, spending time in the far east. The Buddha and a happy Ganesh went everywhere with him. Om mane padme hum.
drumsticks and Ganesh
“Though fire be mixed with my dust yet care I not, for now all is well with me”
My Penny (Tin) whistle
“Oh Come ye back when summer’s in the meadow”
“We miss you so”
(I played in Topaz Sketch Effect with this older photo -“On the Kit”)
Dedicated to my brother, and to songs and rhythms past that still play in our hearts
Thank you Cee Neuner for the challenge, and for reminding me of the music