Each week Cee of Cee’s Photography challenges bloggers with a fun prompt. This week we’re to find photos of subjects that feature black and white, mirrors, airports, clouds, reflection, vehicles or power lines.
I decided to use a photo of my sister’s dog. I’m trying to use it for a craft project after I trace it in Illustrator. We’ll see how that works out.
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I can’t believe I never heard of Jeanne Robertson, a super perceptive comedienne whom I just discovered on YouTube. Her humor centers on her home life which old and young can watch, even in the same room. Yes, no off color or snark.
This story of how she and her husband handled an errant son is priceless.
In Only Yesterday
In the country, Taeko is haunted by memories from her 5th grade self. She looks back at the gossiping classmates, her outsider status at home and how she missed out on a chance to act because her father disproved of theatrics. She was and still is a dreamer, who was at times, kind, selfish, a follower, a betrayer and a doormat. In essence, Taeko lived through the slings and arrows of tween life.
Romance almost buds when Taeko meets Toshio, a young farmer who’s left the city to start an organic farm, before most people had heard of them. Toshio and Taeko have a bond and become fast friends. They both love rural life, but when urged to consider Toshio in terms of romance, Taeko can’t handle it.
This animated film has lush, detailed illustrations of scenery. Seeing the homes, the trains, forest and details like the burners for mosquito repellant, the tea kettle or kerosene heaters, makes me remember my time in Japan. I thought the artists drew the children better than the older characters, but that is a mild criticism.
Also, I wish they had kept this film in Japanese and had subtitles or offered a choice for dubbing. That way, I could have escaped into the movie further still. With one character having a British accent and the others North American accents, I felt it was disjointed. I wasn’t clear on why Toshio had a British accent. It might have made more sense if one or more characters had rather rural sounding accents, but they didn’t.
All in all, Only Yesterday
ingurgitate: v. (used with object), in·gur·gi·tat·ed, in·gur·gi·tat·ing.
to swallow greedily or in great quantity, as food.
to engulf; swallow up.
The floodwaters regurgitated trees and houses.
I’d heard of ingurgitate but until I started P.G. Wodehouse’s The Adventures of Sally. I wasn’t sure that he wasn’t making it up, but ingurgitate is indeed a word.
Here’s my first stab at a video Weekend Coffee Share using a video on Adobe’s Spark, which is free. (So many Adobe products are very expensive IMHO.)
There’s a tune that will play so mute your computer if that’s a problem.
The video didn’t take long to make, maybe 30 minutes, but that is longer than to just write a post, but I’ve been stretching my creativity this past week, which I’ve enjoyed.
This week we’re prompted to post photos of photographers. Quite meta, huh?
I think the old days of big, bulky cameras is quite romantic, while the small compact cameras like the one with the lady holding a hair brush (for reasons that escape me).
Model, Tyne & Wear Museum, 1964 | Flickr Commons
I have no idea why she’s holding the brush like that. The description didn’t say.
Wilbur Wright, 1909, Library of Congress | Flickr Commons
Wilbur Wright is on the left of the photographer in France.
Dr. Mary Crawford, 1914, Library of Congress | Flickr Commons
Dr. Crawford was one of the doctors who went to American Ambulance Hospital in Paris during World War I in 1914.
Above is a group of photos of old cameras. I remember my first instamatic. It didn’t have the full flashbulb attachment, but I do remember those too.
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