terse fragments

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A rib and a vertebra among the oxalis
Chromatica, Raw Power (for developing the DNG file)
 
The lighthouse
(A result of me trying to figure out how to do an impressionist image. Still lost in the swamp.)
Mainly a combo of Affinity Photo (for its blur effects), Mextures, and iColorama (some effects and lighting)

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My father was the keeper of the Eddystone light
And he slept with a mermaid one fine night
Out of this union there came three
A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me!
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


One night, as I was a-trimming the glim
Singing a verse from the evening hymn
I head a voice cry out an "Ahoy!"
And there was my mother, sitting on a buoy.
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


"Oh, what has become of my children three?"
My mother then inquired of me.
One's on exhibit as a talking fish
The other was served in a chafing dish.
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


Then the phosphorus flashed in her seaweed hair.
I looked again, and my mother wasn't there
But her voice came angrily out of the night
"To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!"
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!
 
The lighthouse
(A result of me trying to figure out how to do an impressionist image. Still lost in the swamp.)
Mainly a combo of Affinity Photo (for its blur effects), Mextures, and iColorama (some effects and lighting)

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My father was the keeper of the Eddystone light
And he slept with a mermaid one fine night
Out of this union there came three
A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me!
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


One night, as I was a-trimming the glim
Singing a verse from the evening hymn
I head a voice cry out an "Ahoy!"
And there was my mother, sitting on a buoy.
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


"Oh, what has become of my children three?"
My mother then inquired of me.
One's on exhibit as a talking fish
The other was served in a chafing dish.
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


Then the phosphorus flashed in her seaweed hair.
I looked again, and my mother wasn't there
But her voice came angrily out of the night
"To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!"
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!
Wow. The image together with the poem (shanty?) are stunning. :notworthy:
 
The lighthouse
(A result of me trying to figure out how to do an impressionist image. Still lost in the swamp.)
Mainly a combo of Affinity Photo (for its blur effects), Mextures, and iColorama (some effects and lighting)

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My father was the keeper of the Eddystone light
And he slept with a mermaid one fine night
Out of this union there came three
A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me!
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


One night, as I was a-trimming the glim
Singing a verse from the evening hymn
I head a voice cry out an "Ahoy!"
And there was my mother, sitting on a buoy.
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


"Oh, what has become of my children three?"
My mother then inquired of me.
One's on exhibit as a talking fish
The other was served in a chafing dish.
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


Then the phosphorus flashed in her seaweed hair.
I looked again, and my mother wasn't there
But her voice came angrily out of the night
"To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!"
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!
I’m not sure which I like better, image (you’re on solid ground with your impressonism) or the poem!
 
Thanks. :) There's some debate about whether it's an actual sea shanty or a poem with some trappings of one. I suspect it's the latter. "Phosphorous," "chafing dish," and "angrily" sound more literary to me.

I got the original idea for this Thursday morning and started off with great enthusiasm, spinning off about a dozen variations, but by the end of the day I was ready to trash them all. Then yesterday I tried again, layered in a distressed copper sheet, added a couple of different blurs in Affiinity, added a reduced Sketch style in iColorama (along with the light effect), and ended up here. I still didn't get the clouds of fog look I set out for, but it looked like something.

I was also looking at a book on Turner last night and saw (with some prompting from the text) that in many of his landscapes he puts the dark areas in the foreground and the light ones in the back. Ohhhh...
 
The lighthouse
(A result of me trying to figure out how to do an impressionist image. Still lost in the swamp.)
Mainly a combo of Affinity Photo (for its blur effects), Mextures, and iColorama (some effects and lighting)

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My father was the keeper of the Eddystone light
And he slept with a mermaid one fine night
Out of this union there came three
A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me!
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


One night, as I was a-trimming the glim
Singing a verse from the evening hymn
I head a voice cry out an "Ahoy!"
And there was my mother, sitting on a buoy.
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


"Oh, what has become of my children three?"
My mother then inquired of me.
One's on exhibit as a talking fish
The other was served in a chafing dish.
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!


Then the phosphorus flashed in her seaweed hair.
I looked again, and my mother wasn't there
But her voice came angrily out of the night
"To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!"
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh for the life on the rolling sea!
Wow, I love this Ted!! :inlove: The colors are gorgeous...
 
That iridescent plumage is gorgeous.
The phone did a good job of capturing that this time. It was definitely a tussle -- they were locked together writhing all over the yard. Maybe one had found a choice bit the other one wanted? Or the other decided it wanted to eat the first one's head?
 
I particularly like this one, very mysterious.
Thanks, I think that's the most successful one, too. Still in the early days of learning/experimenting with the techniques. At the moment, I'm trying to manage even a pale shadow of this guy:

 
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Turkeys at war
Native cam, ACDSee Pro
Oh, fighting! I thought it put new meaning into the word French kiss!

Which reminds me, I am so over the fox who has been courting his lady/ladies in our garden for the past TWO weeks. I swear he was using our patio yesterday night at 12pm it was that loud. For those who are not in the know, it sounds like a screaming child. o_O
 
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