An ADDy Day Does it make a difference to anyone other than me whether all the letters are capitalized or not? I miss my old blog. I wish they had remained more user friendly. I had total html control. I didn’t have size limitations. I didn’t have “Blocks.” If I wrote poetry, it wasn’t shaded gray. I could change fonts. I could make tables with any background I want. ::sigh:: Why did everything get bigger?? I don’t want it to…
This started out as an abstract background from Creative Fabrica. Rather than shrink it to the size of my canvas, I simply cropped it. This isn’t what I planned on doing, but it’s what I saw in the abstract design. I started with this: It was about 3000 pixels wide. I divided it into a 9-patch and used the upper left patch. After I cropped it, I lightened it. That’s when I “saw” my image. I canvas-ized the image, but…
I was reading blogs yesterday and Dee mentioned the Paris Collage Collective. I didn’t know what that was, so I looked it up. I ended up downloading this week’s picture and played with it all evening. Technically, I didn’t really do a collage. I did, however work with multiple layers, cutting out and repasting sections and adding multiple filters. I used the comic book filter, which smoothed and intensified the colors, and added relief light with very low smooth light,…
This is just a few seconds. The rain itself lasted only a few minutes. I love this kind of rain. And it wasn’t raining in the backyard. I finally got all my Christmas decorations put away. Well, boxed and ready to put on the shelves. I wondered why I took so long, but I think it’s because I knew that Iqbal does not understand the sentimental value of the decorations, and sure enough, I found some that were broken, and…
It’s pretty rare when my excitement meter explodes. Actually, I can’t remember the last time it happened. Until today. Everything started out normal. The only excitement was that the 2022 MLS season opened today and Portland had a game on TV at 5 pm. Fun, but hardly meter exploding. At halftime Iqbal decided to go get our dinner. I expected him home about fifteen minutes into the second half (60th minute). At the 75th minute, I started to think he’d…
02-22-22 It has been sunny, today, but I haven’t been. The lyrics to Rainy Days and Mondays come to mind. Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ old Sometimes I’d like to quit Nothin’ ever seems to fit Hangin’ around Nothin’ to do but frown . . . What I’ve got they used to call the blues Nothin’ is really wrong Feelin’ like I don’t belong Walkin’ around Some kind of lonely clown . . . This totally fits me. More so…
I’m a night owl. Almost an all night night owl. Lately it’s been about 5 am before I get to bed. I’d rather be getting up at that hour, but even with enough sleep, my body doesn’t like to get up that early. Well, actually the body doesn’t like to leave dreamworld any time, but that’s a different subject. Some of the things I love about the night are the peace and quiet, the train whistle, the cool and fragrance…
Or trudging. The meanings are very close. It’s winter. I may not have the kind of deep snow I grew up with in winter, but mentally for me, it’s still the same. Most of my plodding the past couple of weeks has been in getting the machine embroidery files cleaned up. I get so distracted, though. It’s rather tedious work, but I need to see the file, so I have to use large (sometimes extra large) icon mode. That’s a…
Not sniffing high, though if I work too long that might happen, too. In this case high=happy. I have an old oriental carpet in my living room. Very old. It has patched areas. The fringe is gone from the ends. And it is very worn in spots. In those worn spots the warp thread shows through. It’s white. The wool is mostly red with other relatively dark colors. The light colors are not white — light blue, creamy beige and…
I forgot to take a picture on Wednesday. They’re not too crisp because they are taken across the room at full magnification and the HD seems to turn off and on at random. (It seems to be on on Monday’s shot.) It should be raining. I prefer the sunny days we’ve been having, but we are technically still in a drought, apparently. This ragged little plant is one of my Bergenia. They bloomed in December. A few days of freezing…