We recently acquired some fish and all the trimmings. Last week Wednesday we visited the Vancouver Aquarium as neither of us had been there in quite some years. I took a ton of photos (135 to be precise), with some intended for desktop wallpaper and artistic endeavours.
Flash, no flash. What a difference in depth!
I recently made a photo album in iPhoto for all my flower photos. I have 61. On a similar note, I realised how many photos and artwork I have of trees, when thinking about submitting a link to Dave Bonta’s Festival of the Trees. (Thanks for the link, Mom!) [Two of my pieces are featured on the festival page.] I want to put up a photograph of one of my tree drawings, but when I went to look for it, it was nowhere to be found. Is it still in the back of my old bedroom closet? If it’s there, I can photograph it on Friday and send Dave the link. June 30 (Friday) is the deadline.
*EDIT July 5* Yay I found it! My drawing was hidden in a folded newsprint sheet at one end of my portfolio. See it in this post.
Here’s the Tree Knot series:
And one more from one of the same photographs for good measure:
graphic design
Note: Please do not steal my artwork and pretend it’s your own. It has already happened to me twice.
these were taken on Father’s day, June 18
my apple tree has apples! at last!!! i planted it from seed in the spring of 1995.
my mother’s daisies
all by its lonesome, a heron on the beach at Cates Park
i wonder if it knew we were there, looking at it
looking through a gap in the trees for a better view
since we got our red gerbera, we’ve also bought a dracaena marginata, a pink african violet, a small tropical vine, and this orange gerbera, photographed today in its complimentary blue pot (along with a cutting of our other vine, which is dying).
our dracaena
last week during wonderful weather we went to the zoo. there aren’t any noticeable animals in this photo because i wanted to simply document the beauty of this little deciduous forest. where i grew up, it’s a mix of both, which means in the wintertime it’s still pretty green instead of grey and brown. where i grew up, there are maples everywhere. gigantic, majestic maples. this place really was a canopy and everything was veiled in filtered sunlight. glorious.