Sunday, December 23, 2007

Hello


Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year everyone!

It’s a quiet Christmas for us this year. I had knee surgery last Thursday and have been busy recuperating. I’m back on my feet now and while I’m not completely back to normal, the pain of the surgery is less than the knee pain I had for quite a while. So it’s all good.

I’ve been experimenting a little with high contrast black and white – what do you think?

Friday, December 7, 2007

Creating Again


Well I have been busy. The creative juices are flowing again and I’ve been creating all sorts of great photographs. At least I like them. I hope you do too. I guess I needed something new to photograph. I’m going to have to branch out a little bit, try some new places. The next big trip is the Everglades in the early spring which I don’t get to visit near enough. It may be a couple weeks before you see the new ones on the website, there’s Christmas presents to make, show schedule postcards to design and order, and generally getting ready for the next show season which starts the end of January. If you want a postcard, be sure to visit my website and send me your address.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Back home


Well I’m back home safe and sound in Florida. I had a wonderful Thanksgiving with my daughter, sister, and grand babies. At times I wish I lived closer to them but my daughter is doing a wonderful job. There’s a lot to be said for letting your grown children work out their own lives and I’m not sure I could have stepped back far enough if I lived close by. I also had a nice visit with my mother-in-law. We did something that I’m ashamed to say I haven’t done until now, having spent so much time in Charlottesville over the years. We visited Monticello. I’m sure the photograph I took has been taken my many others over the years, but it’s a nice memory and I like it.

Check out my website, http://www.serenityscenes.com/ for some of the photographs from the trip. I’ll be adding more as I sort through them.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

God sets the scene


I mentioned a couple months back that I felt God provided photographs for me to take. God sets the scene and puts me in place to snap the shutter. And I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I felt uninspired, that I had lost that connection. Well all it took was a ride through the eastern mountains. I’m headed to my daughter’s for Thanksgiving with a stop by my mother-in-law and I decided to make it a two day trip and get off 95. Some friends at artshow_photo@yahoogroups.com gave me a different route of picking up 26 in South Carolina, then to 77, then to 81. They said if I took this way I would never drive 95 again. They may be right, at least when my trip goes first to Charlottesville. Interstate 77 is breathtakingly beautiful in spots even with the trees not at their best because of the drought. Unfortunately, traffic was heavy and it was just too dangerous to pull off to the side on the interstate for a photograph. I did do a side trip looking for Lake Wateree State Park but I never did find the park or if I did it really wasn’t worth a mention on an interstate sign. I did find the lake but really didn’t find any good photographs there. So I was feeling inspired but frustrated.

I pulled out of a rest area and the truck wasn’t acting right. It could have been that it was not used to the kind of hills I was doing but it just didn’t feel right. So I took the next exit and stopped at a gas station just to turn it off for a few moments (and to get a Powerball ticket). While in the gas station I noticed that there was an antique store across the street with some cool looking stuff so I drove across the street. When I got out I saw the photograph above. I believe that coincidences are God choosing to remain anonymous and what coincidences had to transpire to put me in that place at that time. By the way, the truck worked fine after that.

Tonight I’m safely in a nice warm motel with an aching knee and tomorrow I head to Charlottesville via 11 and 64. My daughter has given me some directions to her place that send me through some of my favorite roads too. Hopefully there will be more photographs over the next few days.

I missed the mountains, especially in Fall. But if I were here all the time I would miss the warmth and birds of Florida. Snow flurries called for tomorrow. That part I don't miss!

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Naples here I come


Well I have been heard to say lately that the west coast (of Florida) doesn’t seem to like me much, having gotten 5 rejections in the past two weeks, of which, all but one were the west coast. Well Bonita Springs, Tampa, and Ft. Myers may not like me but it appears that Naples does. I’m now in the Naples Invitational Art Festival and the Naples National Art Festival. I’m especially excited about getting into the Naples National because I’m going to take the time between St. Stephens and the Naples National to spend a week in the Everglades taking pictures. Hopefully my sister will join me and we can have an adventure together.

I’d planned on taking pictures all weekend but a change in plans for Thanksgiving has me preparing to leave for Virginia next weekend instead of the Monday after the weekend so I am Christmas shopping and getting my nails done and all that prep stuff. Tomorrow is free though and I intend to be out at dawn.

In my free time today I’ve been appeasing the photography bug by going through some of my older pictures and reworking them. Let me know what you think of the one above.

I probably won’t post again until after Thanksgiving so everyone remember that the key to having what you want is wanting what you have so be grateful for all the little things.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Lake Mary-Heathrow

Ahh, Lake Mary. I wish I could do that show every weekend. It’s close to home. I get to sleep in my own bed at night. And better yet, appreciative people who buy. And I had the wonderful experience of seeing previous buyers. It’s so nice to hear, “I bought a picture from you last year and it looks wonderful”. I can’t say enough nice things about the people who put on the show. They know me, come by and check on me, and really care how things are going. And I was awarded third place in photography. All in all, a pleasant weekend and a good end to the fall season.

No photographs this weekend. I chose to leave the camera at home and I regretted it. I’ll have to paint a word photograph – A beautiful calico cat sunning itself in the window across from my booth in a home with beige walls and black shutters which just match the colors of the cat, a tree just beside the window.

Since I didn’t get into Disney, I’m going to take next weekend to go take some new photographs. Hopefully the weather will cooperate. I think maybe I’ll go back to Ocala or maybe to Kissimmee and try to get some eagles in flight. Or do the boat ride on the Dora Canal. So many photographs to take, so little time.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Ocala


Well here I am sitting in Ocala on Saturday night. This is the lonely part of doing art shows. The show is going well, sold a few pieces, one piece selected for judging which is an honor considering the number of excellent artists present. The show is very nicely done, with nice, organized people and possibly the best artist dinner I have ever had. I used to dry chicken and potato salad not chicken marsala and red potatoes. But the show is over for the day, my husband just called to tell me he is feeling very sick, sounds like the flu, and I miss him more than usual this trip.

I came up a day early hoping to get some photo time in on Friday morning. Friday morning was drizzly and grey, not necessarily a bad thing for photos but not good traveling weather particularly in a fully loaded van. I found myself on a two lane dark road with no shoulders in the rain looking at the speed limit sign thinking “I do not feel safe at that speed”. Of course there is a long line of people behind me by the time I finally find somewhere to pull over. There was no sunrise to speak of, just a slowly growing lighter, grey sky. I did find a lovely place to take pictures but then the rain started again.

It’s hard sometimes to juggle this life with family time. I realized this morning that I have forgotten to send the Halloween cards I bought for my grandchildren two weeks ago. So much to do, so much I want to do, so little time. I did buy that lottery ticket though J

Anyway, tomorrow will be a better day. The weather report has changed from 60% chance of rain to 30% and it’s Sunday and Sundays are always the best days at a show. Then break down, go home, and give Clif an extra hug for putting up with the everyday hassles of my dream.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Photographer Spotlight and other musings



What a difference a week makes. Winter Park was a grand success. Beautiful weather, beautiful setting, large crowd, and last but not least enough purchases for a modest profit. Then this morning I got word that I have been accepted into the St. Stephens Art Show. Wow! I had said I was going to wait to hear from Coconut Grove but comparing booth fees and the chance to get a corner booth if I accepted right away… well, I’ll definitely be in Miami in February.

Then Greg Kiser wrote this great story about me in his Photographer Spotlight. You can also see Greg’s wonderful photography here. I also found this wonderful quote:

"Above all, it's hard learning to live with vivid mental images of scenes I cared for and failed to photograph. It is the edgy existence within me of these unmade images that is the only assurance that the best photographs are yet to be made." --Sam Abell

This time of year, in the midst of multiple back to back art shows I often feel my spirit slipping away. Too much setup, selling, break down, and do it again. Not enough photography. This quote really spoke to me. I remembered my multitude of Alaska photographs. To tell the truth I was ill-prepared to go to Alaska. So many great pictures missed, so many things I would do differently if I have the chance to go again. I skimmed through the pictures, pulled out the very best, and had to stop looking at them. Now a year and a half later, I am looking again and remembering that vast beauty and wilderness. If nothing else, they are wonderful memories. And there might be a few good ones in there after all.

I must remember to experience as well as photograph.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

San Marco.....

Ahh, what a delightful weekend. Pouring rain during setup, pouring rain all day Saturday, threatening rain all day Sunday. Add a disorganized promoter who decided to inform us rather rudely at 6:30PM on Sunday breakdown that we needed to be off the street by 7PM or they would “move it onto the sidewalk”. Gee, how about moving it into the van instead. At least be polite about it, it’s not like they bothered to tell us beforehand. Obviously we were struggling – everything was soaking wet. Of all the information that would be important to put in the information packet about the show – that would probably rank among the most important. They did make sure they got my signed agreement – three times! And that wonderful volunteer who walked right up between me and a customer to ask for my critique. All in all, one of those weekends where I wonder why I do this.

The people were wonderful though. A neighborhood woman even brought us coffee and towels during setup. And a big thank you to my helper Michelle. I couldn’t have done it without her. And my boss let me work from home Monday so I had a chance to dry everything out. Did you know you can wash Velcro? Just stick it all together in the washing machine and dryer and it comes out nice and fresh.

This weekend looks like it really is going to be beautiful. Do I hear strains of a Jackson Browne song - “tear it down and set it up in another town”…….

Monday, October 1, 2007

A day off


What a beautiful day yesterday! I was sending an email out mentioning that it was my last day off until November and I realized – hey, this is my last day off until November, I’d better do something besides sit in front of the computer.

First I went for a motorcycle ride. The morning wasn’t as windy as the afternoon and as far as good days to ride a motorcycle on a scale of 1 -10 this one rated an 11. The air was not too cool and not too hot and clear from the rain the day before. I rode down Lakeshore Drive, a piece of old Florida with overhanging oaks and Spanish moss. Just curvy enough to get a nice rhythm going.

From there I went to 415. I really shouldn’t like to ride on 415. It’s a dangerous road, only two lanes with a lot of people who want to go considerably over the speed limit but apparently don’t like to pass so they try to push you down the road. But 415 and I have history. The first time Clif and I came down for Bike Week the only road we knew of to get from Deltona to Daytona was 415 or Tomoka Farms Road as I knew it. We came down from Virginia expecting (and getting) nice warm weather. But we hadn’t counted on the nights. I remember many evenings huddled behind Clif ( I didn’t ride my own then) , thinking this is one long dark road. I remember the night we missed the turn for Deltona and ended up in Sanford and the night we couldn’t go any further and stopped at one of the stands at the Cabbage Patch and bought winter gear. The following year Clif found I4 and it just wasn’t the same.

415 was also the first place where I went 60 mph on my own bike after weeks of riding through the neighborhood mumbling slow, look, press, roll. More on that in another blog.

I rode up 415 to 44 and back towards home. After the ride, I came home and relaxed in the pool and then watched the football game with Clif. All in all, a restful day in preparation for the weeks ahead.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Fall Schedule


Well the final fall schedule is in. You can see it on http://www.serenityscenes.com/UpcomingEvents.html

I’m quite happy with the results. Three rejections out of seven applications isn’t bad for Florida art shows. I’m disappointed about not getting into Disney but the Maitland location is known for a disjointed layout and dead locations. I’ve done the Spring show twice and I’ve pretty much decided never again. The first year I was in among the food booths and next to the guy dressed up as a chicken giving away free coupons. The whole day went like this – mom and dad with kid come into booth, mom and dad start to look around and murmur positively, kid sees chicken, runs out of booth, mom and dad follow never to return. The only worse location I’ve had was when I was next to the cute dog modeling dog clothes. Same scenario only worse, kids dragging their parents past my booth…

So the second year, when they asked for requested booth locations, I said “NOT NEAR THE FOOD”. This put me in a location actually behind another booth. There was a whole line of us behind a line of booths that put us totally out of sight from the main traffic area. Not one of my better shows. The one big sale of the weekend was entertaining though. A couple comes into the booth in the last 15 minutes. While the husband is talking to me about a possible “end of the day” discount and I’m debating about how badly I want to make at least one good sale for the weekend, the wife is looking around. Just as I’m about to offer a discount, she screams “Oh, I’ve got to have this one”. Husband mutters something about “not taking you along when we buy a car” and pays full price.

I’m excited about Winter Park. It’s not the big spring show but it’s still the same location and a great location it is. I’m not sure about the Jacksonville show. I applied on a whim. None of my usual sources knows anything about it. But the location looks good. I didn’t know about the Saturday morning setup but thank God for friends that come through to help.

For those of you that got postcards I will not be in Deland this year. Notification was quite late and I needed to get the postcards out. But I’ll get to spend an extra two days with my daughter and grandchildren which is fine with me.

Hope to see you at one of the shows!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Suffering for art


We turned the corner and there he was. We dared not pull up any further to avoid spooking him. So I did the standard routine of getting out of the truck very carefully and not shutting the door. I did not know we had pulled up beside a large puddle of stagnant water. I’m very carefully doing the routine of take a shot, take a couple steps, take a shot. I vaguely remember my husband shouting “Shut the door, SHUT THE DOOR!” Which of course scared the eagle away.

Back at the truck, the entire cab is filled with mosquitoes. Clif is standing in the back, dousing himself with bug repellant. The eagle has flown back to a tree just out of range and - is that a smirk?

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Clyde Butcher and Loop Road











Last weekend I got the chance to meet Clyde Butcher. There were a lot of people there and he was quite busy so I didn’t get much time to talk to him. I’m afraid I came across as a blithering idiot. My mind went numb. So much for making a good impression, I’m afraid.

It might have been the fact that Clif and I had just finished traveling the Loop, a long and rather treacherous length of road that had turned out to be much longer that we had planned. The plan was that we would set out down the Tamiami trail, find a place to take some sunrise pictures, travel the Loop, and arrive at Clyde Butcher’s when the gallery and festivities opened at 9:00. As it was, we arrived around noon, sweaty and dirty I’m sure and quite exhausted. I did get some great pictures though.

To me, there are two sides of the Everglades. The eastern side with the National Park down by Homestead and the western side by Everglades City. This was my first extended visit to the western side and it has quite a different feel. The eastern side in the park is quiet and serene with a real feel for being out in the wilderness. The western side seems much more encroached upon by civilization even though there were places we went that seemed very far removed from it.

I read many glowing stories of the Loop before we set off for our trip but I missed this one:
http://www.sptimes.com/2006/02/12/Floridian/Back_on_the_Loop.shtml

That’s more like it. The wild, wild, west is alive and well on the Loop. There are houses on the Loop, some look brand new, some look like they’ve been lived in forever. A lot are painted, to avoid insulting the residents, rather bright colors. They are all exactly alike, almost as if the house plans were handed down through generations. As the article says, it’s not a place you want to lock your keys in the car. And if you were to lock your keys in the car, you might be more inclined to walk out the 26 miles than to knock on one of those doors to ask for help. These are people with a fierce need for privacy and I’d rather not find out why.

There is also nature on the Loop, beautiful nature. It’s worth the trip but gas up and don’t lock your keys in the car. Actually, don’t take the car, take the truck, at least in September. It’s bumpy and wet back there.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Everglades 1 - Picayune Strand State Forest


I got a chance this weekend to take a photograph that I have always wanted to take. A few years back I read “The Orchid Thief” by Susan Orlean. The book has a lot of Everglades history in it and the part that intrigued me was about the great Forida swamp land swindle. The book said that there was a place in the Everglades where the streets were laid out complete with street signs and all as preparation for one of the great swindles of all time. I wanted to get a photograph of those street signs!

I did some research for my latest Everglades trip and found that that land had mostly been bought up and turned into a state forest called Picayune Strand State Forest. I immediately put it on my list of places I wanted to see. I just hoped they hadn’t taken those street signs down. The only thing slightly daunting was a note on one of the websites to “be sure and put out bread crumbs, it’s very easy to get lost”. Well it wasn’t easy to get there either!

According to my maps there were two ways there. One is from Sabal Palms Road in Naples and one is from Janes Scenic Drive. Since Janes Scenic Drive was also on my list that was the plan. So after a morning of driving “The Loop” (more on that in a future blog), Clif and I set out down Janes Scenic Drive. A guy back at the hotel had told us that Janes Scenic Drive was totally impassable but one thing I love about Clif is that he loves a 4 wheel drive challenge. Actually rumors of impassibility were over exaggerated. I wouldn’t try it in a car and 4 wheel drive was nice although probably not required if you’re gutsy. After stopping a lot for photographs and bouncing our way through mud holes we arrived at Picayune Strand State Forest.

There is a very strange feeling about the place. Knowing the history of the place, the greed of man is palpable here. From the Picayune Strand restoration plan:

“This development dramatically changed the natural landscape. The
water table dropped by several feet, turning what was once a healthy,
cypress-dotted wetland into a distressed system that became a target of
invasive nuisance plants. These alterations to the natural system also
caused an increase in wildfires, both in frequency and intensity. Runoff
that once flowed in a broad, shallow sheet to the coastal estuary was
funneled into the Faka Union Canal system. Coastal areas that
historically received smaller freshwater discharges over a wide area
became too salty. At the same time, the concentrated fresh water
discharge from the canal reduced salinity in that area, damaging oyster
reef communities and altering the composition of fish and crabs species.
Drinking-water well fields near the estuary also became vulnerable to
saltwater intrusion.”

http://www.evergladesplan.org/docs/fs_sgge_061504_english.pdf

There were no street signs but there were stop signs. As we went further in we found that the street signs were actually painted on the roads. Remembering that people were sold these lots from the air it made sense.

The photograph says to me that we are at a crossroads. We need to stop and think about where we are going next. This restoration is a start but the damage that we have done to the Everglades is so vast and extensive that it may never completely recover
.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Banning Canvas


First they came for the communists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a communist;
Then they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a socialist;
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a trade unionist;
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out--
because I was not a Jew;
Then they came for me--
and there was no one left to speak out for me.

Pastor Martin Niemöller

Reading the forums and art show applications lately, I’m reminded of the above poem. Certainly nothing as monumental as the history that this poem details, but definitely something worth thinking about.

Digital photography and computers have changed the face of art fairs and photography in general, some say not for the better. Some painters are especially disturbed about our new ability to print on canvas. A vocal few, rather than use the increased competition as motivation to find ways to differentiate themselves, are saying photographers should be banned or restricted in art shows.

Some shows are listening to them. Recently a show that last year accepted many photographers has decided to accept only three this year, all of them traditional, black and white, darkroom photographers. This was after they gladly accepted our jury fees. I will be the first to say, that black and white photography, when done well, is incredible. I wouldn’t be driving five hours next weekend just to meet Clyde Butcher if I didn’t think so. But I believe color has its place too.

But back to the poem. If photographers are successfully kept out of the art fairs, who will be next? Perhaps the jewelers? There are a lot of jewelers at art shows. Get rid of them and there will be a lot more spaces for painters. Or will it be the potters? There’s always been that nagging question, if it is functional, is it art?

The fact is, we are all artists and craftsmen and each art form has its challenges. We should stick together rather than attack each other.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Anatomy of a Photograph
















It’s not just the camera.

Photo 1 is the original. It’s a very hot day and the shot is almost directly into the sun so the color is washed out and flat. It’s also as close as I can get without walking on water.

Photo 2 is with color enhanced. I’ve already decided how I want this one to look so the color is heavily saturated, slightly unreal.

Photo 3 is the final, cropped and selectively blurred.

Thursday, August 2, 2007

Winter Park - Here I Come!







I feel like I’m back in high school waiting hoping for the fat envelope instead of the skinny envelope from the college of my choice. Remember that time? The fat envelope meant there were lots of forms and information inside and that meant you were accepted? The skinny envelope meant that letter that always said something about the “high number of qualified applicants” and you were rejected. Art show applications are the opposite. I want the skinny envelope, without the slides in it. That means I got accepted or at least waitlisted. Upon pulling the self –addressed stamped envelope from the mailbox I immediately press down on it to see if there are slides in it. Tonight I got the skinny envelope from Winter Park Autumn Arts Festival. Woo Hoo! I’m in. After three years of applications I’ve been accepted for my first visit to Central Park in Winter Park, Florida. It’s Oct. 13 – 14. Come see me if you can.

http://www.winterparkartfestival.com/

Speaking of Winter Park - Don't forget the Open House at the Winter Park Public Library in the Community Room this Sunday! If you can't make it Sunday, the pictures are up already and will be until Aug. 31st.

http://www.wppl.org/

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Application Time (cont.)


Well the first of the results are in and not good so far. Festival of the Masters came in with a rejection and well in advance of their advertised notification date. Which means I didn’t even get a “maybe”? Darn! I really thought my work would do well there. And to get the rejection the very day I spent all day at Disney's Animal Kingdom taking photographs (Komodo Dragon above). Oh well. Now I’m doubly not happy with Disney. Several years ago I applied to be one of their artists at the Epcot Flower and Garden Festival. They responded with, “Pick a weekend in April that you would like to do and we will get back to you.” Then closer to the festival I got an email from them looking for plein air artists for the festival. I responded back with the “pick a weekend” email, inquiring about which weekend they wanted me to come, and got a rather rude reply. Basically it said “don’t you know what a plein air artist is?” Of course I do! (Had to look it up ;), it’s an artist who paints on site). Apparently the person who chose the artists for the festival during the year had changed and the previous person’s invitations were ignored. On a sour grapes note, a friend of mine went to the Epcot festival this year and, in her opinion, with the exception of Clyde Butcher, the photographs were not nearly as good as mine. So Disney – phhhtt. Of course I’ll apply next year. This is the Festival of the Masters (something about that name) we’re talking about. But I’ll also apply to Gainesville, and should I get into both, who knows?

So this leaves me with two extra days of vacation to spend on another art festival. A quick look at my spreadsheet of available shows gives me the choice of Bonita Springs or Cape Coral in January. Their bold listings in the spreadsheet tell me that both of them are in the top 200 art shows in the country. Of to Sunshine Artists magazine which tells me that Bonita Springs is #5 and Cape Coral is #48. That puts Bonita Springs ahead. But does that mean Cape Coral might be easier to get into? Now they’re even. A quick check of location tells me that they are both on the west coast of Florida near Ft. Myers. No deciding factor there. Off to the Art Fair Source Book. AFSB confirms my theory that Bonita Springs is going to be harder to get into, 1 in 4 chance, vs. a 1 in 2 chance for Cape Coral. But drilling down into the details, Bonita Springs, even with fewer exhibitors, has more photographers. Interesting. And AFSB is not kind, to say the least, in their comments on Cape Coral. The final deciding factor – Cape Coral wants all their money up front, and then they’ll refund my booth fee if I don’t get in. Three hundred dollars of my money would be out of circulation for several months. This is not the time of year I can afford that. Bonita Springs, here I come, hopefully.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Art show application time....


It’s that time of year again, the time of year where I puzzle over the spring applications. Fall is fairly easy. There are 9 shows all within reasonable distance. Two of them overlap with another show so there are two decisions to make. All the others are pretty straightforward. The only difficult decision was between the “Downtown Festival and Art Show” in Gainesville and the “Disney Festival of the Masters”. Gators fans are in Gainesville and my photograph “Morning in the Glades” is big with Gators fans. Someone taught me this saying at Lake Mary last year – God must love the Gators, too, because He made the sun orange and the sky blue. And “Morning in the Glades” has got it all, orange sun, blue sky reflected in the water, and, of course, the gator. They would love me in Gainesville, I just know it.

On the other hand, I’ve always dreamed of doing Disney. There’s something about that name, “Festival of the Masters” that just calls to an artist. In order to apply to Disney I have to have won a major award within the past three years. I qualify this year. I can’t always count on that. And on the practical note – Gainesville is further away and I would need a hotel. So Disney it is.

But I was going to talk about the spring season. What a mess! Three top 100 shows all on the same weekend. Luckily they are all on ZAPP. And then every single weekend from January through March has double, triple, and in one case quadruple shows on the same weekend. This is just shows in Florida!

The majority of art shows use one of two methods to receive applications. The first is by mail. You send in the application and two checks. The first check is for the application or jurying fee and the second is for your booth fee. If you are accepted, they cash your booth fee. Unless I’m willing to lose a booth fee should I get into both shows, I don’t double apply. That’s been the story with the three top 100 shows the past three years. Either apply to all three and risk looking at a $1200 deficit before I even get in the van or cross my fingers and pick one. The cross my fingers and pick one method has not worked for me so far.

But now all of the three are on ZAPP. ZAPP is a method of applying over the internet and you don’t pay the booth fee until you get accepted. So I spring for three jurying fees and hope for one acceptance. Of course, the downside of ZAPP is that I am not the only one who is going to do that.

Then there’s the show that I already applied for that I didn’t realize is on the same weekend as another show that I did last year and would really like to do again. The last date for canceling the first show and being able to get my money back is exactly one day before the second show will notify me of acceptance or rejection. That’s got to be a double apply.

The idea of double applying really bothers me. But I’ve learned it is a necessary evil. My first year doing shows, I had the choice to apply to a benefit show for a local wildlife rescue or a top 100 show. Because of who I am and what I stand for there was no question that the choice had to be the benefit show. And being so idealistic I didn’t even apply to the other show. They cancelled the benefit show. There I was, all dressed up with nowhere to go.

Saturday, July 7, 2007







On another note, I just got my new flash purchased in preparation for a friend’s wedding. I’ve been playing with it and got a couple nice pictures of Tank, our Bengal cat.

I came home last night to find this guy on my front lawn. At first I thought it was a gopher turtle but a quick google for images of gopher turtles did not come up with anything looking like this one. Anybody know what kind of turtle it is?

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Featured Photograph 6/16/2007


If some of my photographs are more favorite than others, this is the favorite. It is hanging in my grandson’s room. It was sent as a donation to a silent auction for a co-worker whose son was critically injured in a canoeing accident. It probably will be one of my first editions to sell out. It says serenity and peace to me. And it is of one of my favorite animals, the cat, the panther.

Unfortunately it is not a Florida panther. Florida panthers are very rare and very endangered. It is also, unlike the majority of my photographs, a captive panther.

Her name was Sheaba. She went to live at Grandfather Mountain after she grew too large and too wild to be someone’s pet. She was graceful and she was beautiful and she has now passed on to a better world. I just discovered this while doing some research for this blog and so I don’t think I’ll write anything else today.

http://www.grandfather.com/about/archive/sheaba.php

Saturday, June 2, 2007

The phone rang at 10:30PM. The caller-id number was 999-999-9999. That’s a new one, better answer that. So began my first experience with a reverse 911 call. My husband picked up the phone and then turned on the speaker in time for me to hear – “at this time there is no need for further evacuation but we urge people in the area to prepare for the possibility.” A brush fire has come close.

One thing I’ve found about moving to Florida is that it puts you into real contact with nature. Back when I lived in northern Virginia (basically Washington D.C.) I had the opportunity to visit Kansas. I was talking to a person there about tornados and why exactly one would live in Kansas and he said “I guess every area of the country has its weather issues, what do you have in D.C?” Uhmmm, traffic? Seriously, traffic is really bad in D.C. and every once in a while we would get a snowstorm that would paralyze the city for a few days and cause people with bald tires to think they had 4-wheel drive, but for the most part, weather isn’t really all that noticeable there.

But it is noticeable here. Today, Barry the tropical storm has come to visit. The fires are out.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Featured Photographs - 5/28/2007





These are two of my favorite photographs. A patron at a show once asked me, "aren't they all you're favorites?" Well, some of them are more favorite than others and these are two of them. If I had to choose I'd say I like "Sun Salute" best because of the bird's raised foot but I love the colors of "Sunrise After the Storm".

As you can probably tell they were taken a few moments apart. It was a couple days after Katrina devastated New Orleans. It was a morning of mixed emotions as I traveled the road to Merritt Island on a long overdue photo trip. The trip was not going well. I had gotten out of bed in the dark in order to catch sunrise but low lying clouds completely obscured it. Now the sky was dreary and any color from the sun was behind the clouds. I was thinking of going back home to my warm bed but grabbing a little piece of hope I reflected that, every time I made the extra effort, whether it was getting up before dawn, traveling unfamiliar roads, carrying heavy equipment. Every time I stepped out of the familiar in search of a photograph, God blessed me with something beautiful.

The day was completely awake and the sun slightly over the clouds when I passed a busy boat ramp with cars and people. And I saw the bird sitting on top of the pole looking out over the water. I thought to myself, “No way, there are too many people and cars, I’ve passed my chance to stop, that bird will be long gone.” But then I thought about what I had reflected on earlier and I had to try. I turned around, found a place for my car, hurriedly gathered my equipment, and walked over to take my shot. For a few short minutes, in the midst of the people and cars and boats, it was just me and the bird and the sun. "Sun Salute" was one of the last taken and you can see the sun is going back behind the clouds again. A minute later and I would have missed both shots. As I finished up and put the lens cap on the camera, the bird flew away.

These are two of the photographs that were gifts from God, the ones that almost got away.

The proceeds from several prints of "Sunrise After the Storm" were donated to New Orleans relief through Peter Cohen of ExplodingEye.com.

"Sun Salute" was included in the Crealde Student Art Exhibit in 2006.

Keep your eyes open for the gifts....

Alison