World! This is Safia, my grand-daughter, at exactly 3 months.
Yes, I know what you're thinking! I am tooo young to have children of children.
Anyway, I want to think that she was looking at me with keen interest but I fear she was giving me the slip of her tongue.
Ah ... they start so early, don't they?
Aside Note: I have a great tip for you that I've learned the past many months since I've been back to the USA. If you want to improve your street photography, just photograph children.
They are quick, suffer from attention deficit disorder and unpredictable.
Your shoots will dramatically improve.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Double Take
Oh ... so, it's another booth in a Barcelona market.
But, wait! Can you guess what makes these booths unique?
The lady on the left is the same lady on the right and they aren't even twins!
The image on the right is a silk screen shade.
Imagine that!
But, wait! Can you guess what makes these booths unique?
The lady on the left is the same lady on the right and they aren't even twins!
The image on the right is a silk screen shade.
Imagine that!
Saturday, January 09, 2010
As Good As I'll Ever Get
Truly, I like everything about this photo.
The way her body fits snugly on the bench curved like the letter 'y'.
Her big greenish bag and clunky but terribly comfortable shoes.
The shadows and light drape her body like a comforting hug.
She reminds most of all of Helen Hunt's scene when Greg Kinnear began drawing again.
Ah, you know ... one of Jack Nicholson's famous movie!
Can you guess?
But, I am curious.
What do you think, overall?
The way her body fits snugly on the bench curved like the letter 'y'.
As Good As I'll Ever Get
Her big greenish bag and clunky but terribly comfortable shoes.
The shadows and light drape her body like a comforting hug.
She reminds most of all of Helen Hunt's scene when Greg Kinnear began drawing again.
Ah, you know ... one of Jack Nicholson's famous movie!
Can you guess?
But, I am curious.
What do you think, overall?
Friday, January 08, 2010
I think they like me!
Well, it was early morning here, something that usually arrives on a daily basis every 24 hours.
Anyway, as I opened the French doors to greet the world, the world greeted me back in the form of 2 big green yellow eyes glaring at me.
Yes, it was another neighbor probably a friend of the same species I wrote in "The Cat Who Mistakes Me for a Rat".
It will be interesting to see what the morning brings.
Anyway, as I opened the French doors to greet the world, the world greeted me back in the form of 2 big green yellow eyes glaring at me.
Yes, it was another neighbor probably a friend of the same species I wrote in "The Cat Who Mistakes Me for a Rat".
It will be interesting to see what the morning brings.
Friday, December 25, 2009
'Twas the Morning of Christmas
It's now 7:45 am, and Santa, I think, just left.
As you see, he's eaten some of the homemade cookies and when I touch the glass, I can feel the warmth of his hands.
Around me I see the stockings hung in the windows with care,
And oops, gotta go, I think I hear the little ones!!!
Merry Christmas!!!!
As you see, he's eaten some of the homemade cookies and when I touch the glass, I can feel the warmth of his hands.
Around me I see the stockings hung in the windows with care,
And oops, gotta go, I think I hear the little ones!!!
Merry Christmas!!!!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
The Cat Who Mistakes Me for a Rat
With well-timed precision, just as the cock crows, perched on the top of a wooden fence,
s(he) is ...
Waiting, and watching,
For no one other, than me.
s(he) is ...
The Cat Who Mistakes Me for a Rat
Waiting, and watching,
For no one other, than me.
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Maybe Wool Would Do?
A well-endowed green bush, seen through french doors, stands with pride on a crisp (to me, damn cold) day, where, from nowhere, the color red is peeking through its plump leaves.
Intrigued, I reluctantly and slowly move toward the bush, all the while, my body shivering and my teeth clattering.
And,
As I parted the leaves,
Lo and behold, this beautiful flower smiled back at me.
In less than a 30th of a second, I almost felt warmth.
Intrigued, I reluctantly and slowly move toward the bush, all the while, my body shivering and my teeth clattering.
And,
Maybe Wool Would Do
As I parted the leaves,
Lo and behold, this beautiful flower smiled back at me.
In less than a 30th of a second, I almost felt warmth.
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Sunday, November 29, 2009
What You Won't Find Here!
A good old fashioned Rockaway Beach knish.
Am I dating myself here?
You betcha.
A glorious memory of a reality savored BY ME in the late 60's.
Sieu Thi Story
Am I dating myself here?
You betcha.
A glorious memory of a reality savored BY ME in the late 60's.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
The Girl With No Name
For those interested, I don't know who she is, except that she had a pretty face, raven hair and exotic eyes.
She was sitting in a booth at the county fair with no patrons and truly I don't know what she was selling.
But, I thought she looked nice and you would too, after looking at pigs, cows and chickens all day.
The Girl With No Name
She was sitting in a booth at the county fair with no patrons and truly I don't know what she was selling.
But, I thought she looked nice and you would too, after looking at pigs, cows and chickens all day.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
The Middle Child
She is the second of 3.
Her oldest sister, Rania, just turned 3 and we have been celebrating her birthday for the past 3 days and will continue I daresay the next 23 hours.
Three weeks ago, a third sister, Safia was born.
So ... I am afraid my poor 15 month old grandchild is temporarily suffering the middle child syndrome.
To compensate for her status, I am posting this photo to memorialize her.
She's a pip, full of energy, with 4 new teeth this week and, suffering the terrible 2's after just turning ONE.
She's a ham and loves her photo taken. I adore her and her plump cheeks to death.
World!
Meet Nisha.
Her oldest sister, Rania, just turned 3 and we have been celebrating her birthday for the past 3 days and will continue I daresay the next 23 hours.
Three weeks ago, a third sister, Safia was born.
So ... I am afraid my poor 15 month old grandchild is temporarily suffering the middle child syndrome.
The Middle Child
To compensate for her status, I am posting this photo to memorialize her.
She's a pip, full of energy, with 4 new teeth this week and, suffering the terrible 2's after just turning ONE.
She's a ham and loves her photo taken. I adore her and her plump cheeks to death.
World!
Meet Nisha.
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Friday, November 20, 2009
Strange Bedfellows
Now, really and truly,
I don't know if they're an item or not.
But,
I think they are negotiators, communicators and possessors of emotional stability,
They are different from our world leaders or just plain folks in general.
What more can I say about our planet’s condition?
Sigh ….
It's a zoo out there.
I don't know if they're an item or not.
But,
Strange Bedfellows
I think they are negotiators, communicators and possessors of emotional stability,
They are different from our world leaders or just plain folks in general.
What more can I say about our planet’s condition?
Sigh ….
It's a zoo out there.
Name That City!
Hey there. Let's play a game.
Can you identify the city and its buildings?
Have fun!
And,
Place notes.
Can you identify the city and its buildings?
Name That City!
Have fun!
And,
Place notes.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
A Profile of Courage
At first she reminded me of the Dr. Seuss character in "The Cat with the Hat".
But then I had a flash of the past.
Back in the day, I wore big, big glasses, comfy loose tops, torn jeans, short skirts etc before those styles became voguish in different eras.
And ... I didn't care what people thought.
I prided myself on non- conformity,
So, it was with a sigh and a smile, I took this photo.
A Profile of Courage
But then I had a flash of the past.
Back in the day, I wore big, big glasses, comfy loose tops, torn jeans, short skirts etc before those styles became voguish in different eras.
And ... I didn't care what people thought.
I prided myself on non- conformity,
So, it was with a sigh and a smile, I took this photo.
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