Monday, February 13, 2012

you need to love the fit

pink dreamer by BellaTotsJewelry on etsy

Dreams are mysterious.  Most times, mine confound me.  They can weave and deceive the dreamer down a path of confusion.  This morning I had one of those brief, brilliant dreams that stays with you after waking.

dream: I am sitting with a friend and her ex-husband at their dining table.  My friend is animatedly talking about this wonderful new house that a real estate agent has found for them to move in to as they have been working to reconcile for a couple of weeks.

(In conscious, wakeful life my friend has undergone a contentious separation and divorce that included stalking, restraining orders and the fracturing of many family relationships.  She has worked hard for the last three years to rebuild her finances and her life.  She has also met a man that is a kind companion.)

Her ex offers a hat that he has made as a peace offering to me.  It is an over-sized, knit hat that looks ridiculous.  It is the wrong color... I cannot wear pink.  I look like the Muppets Swedish Chef in a disaster of pepto bismol pink.  I stand looking at myself in the mirror, jaw dropped, while the two of them wait for my approval.


Valentine's Day is the day of my friend's wedding anniversary.  She is also getting ready for a two week vacation with her new beau.  There is no possibility in my mind, that she would consider a reconciliation with her ex.  I will entertain any comments that unravel the mystery for me.

I also want to thank the etsy contributors above... I love pink, just not on me.












Sunday, January 22, 2012

herman miller on the half shell

My best find of the month!
These discarded seats were abandoned at one of my favorite haunts.
They cleaned up beautifully and are in the shop.

 
above image from the official website of hermanmiller.com


Research helped me id the color griege (GR)

I guess that is a pretty good indication of the color of my studio/bedroom wall.
There are many sites that offer replacement legs and the shock mounts that must be replaced in order to get a non-wobble to the seating...here's a great little how to video.





Wednesday, January 11, 2012

pretty garbage


We try to compost most of our food waste.  Vegetable scraps, coffee grounds and filters.
When I made a fried egg with cilantro on a bagel for breakfast, I was just getting ready to toss it but the shell halves were perfectly perched for a quick photo.

Being January in Minnesota, you would think it would be a chore hiking that five gallon pail out to the garden every few days.  With the temps at record highs of 52 degrees and no snow cover that has not been the case.  I found these "biodegradable plastic bags" biobags at my local co-op which sounds like a good idea in the warmer months, when you want the waste to "breathe".












Sunday, December 11, 2011

before and after

Many of my vintage teammies have sung the praises of picnik.com for many months.  I reluctantly checked out the site a couple of days ago.  I always figured my rather obsolete iPhoto program was sufficient for the exposure and cropping that I needed, though I was frustrated by the minimal retouching capabilities.  And I have resisted learning PhotoShop.

I'm a convert!  Super user friendly program!
For free, I experimented with some controlled focus and airbrushing tools.  The site displays the premium tools to entice and for about 19 dollars I upgraded to a six month membership to be able to use them and the storage capabilities.  Here are a few before and afters.

This vintage Orrefors crystal in now in the shop.  The image has been recropped, brightened.  I used the soft focus tool to bring the center of the shot more into focus.  The blemish remover kissed those two little pinholes in the wall good-bye.  The folds in the napkin were softened with the airbrush tool.

 I loved how this wonderful cedar wood tree sculpture was mimicked by the glass containers behind it.  But the hard, west light was playing peek-a-boo through the pattern in the window shades in the upper left corner.  I experimented with the clone tool to minimize it.
I brightened the shot overall.


Lots of fun here.  I shot these sweet little onyx animal carvings as a group on my surface.
 Often a reference is needed for size so I also shot them in my hand.  


I used the soft focus again and a few wrinkle reducers.  The bad stuff in the lower corners were cloned out (still workin' this one)  
Then I tried the 1960's color filter for a warmer look and a subtle zoom effect.  Lastly I used the holga border effect and saved it in picnik's before and after.  

I took a break from the computer, took a nice walk.  Richard came in from working outside, placed his hat and tools on the counter.  The little donkey went flying, its two feet severed when it hit the ceramic tile.  I was tempted to throw the shrimp pasta after it.  I may try to repair him, but the exercise in retouching has been of more value than the object.  
The Orrefors is safely put away.






Monday, November 28, 2011

Bug rocks the field

Chris Monter photo credit

My niece Maria aka Bug, three time girl's cross country champion, continues to make strides toward her goals.  She qualifies for the footlocker invitational early December.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

defreaking Arthur

 Houston, we have lift off!

This year's everlasting October has morphed into November.  Our newest addition, a peaches and cream rescue named Arthur has been lounging in the autumn sun, pleased with his new digs.  He came with my daughter from a townhouse experience and before that, heaven knows.
He is not perfect.  A frozen ear tip makes him slightly off-balanced looking.  He has a heart murmur.  But he has azurene blue eyes and he is a cuddler.
Living by his wits, he assumed a crazed behavior which manifests as a feeding frenzy.  The quarter cup of dry food he was allowed twice a day never satisfied him.  He would have no qualms about pushing Moto out of his dish, and was not shy about getting into human food if it presented itself.  Nothing could be left on the counter.  Our sleep was interrupted nightly.  At 3 am.  Not good.

Richard suggested a perpetual feeding dish.  Caroline and Tony agreed.
The dish was filled with over 2 cups of dry food.  Arthur leaped on it.
He ate and he ate and he ate.
He kept eating even as his face was turning green.

He finally slowed, looked to see that there was till more available food and slunk under the table.  We were waiting for the barf.  He did not barf but he did not move much in the next four hours.  He actually was able to watch his friend and food rival Moto approach his own dish to eat... and... breakthrough!  He sat and watched!  Houston, we have lift off!

Over the next few days he has not mewed, begged or scavenged.  We have slept through the night.  Our psychology, of course, is that the state of perpetual food will calm his behavior and with his innate animal instinct he will self regulate his intake.

He and Moto have ceased hunting and wrestling and both of their bellies are arching south.  They take turns lounging in the pet bed and lazily eyeing the ottoman.  Because of Arthur's heart condition and the general bad idea of growing fat cats, we will start to taper off the availability of the food.  Hopefully, his freaky behavior will stay modified.

Anyone with a similar experience?