“Golden retrievers are not bred to be guard dogs, and considering the size of their hearts and their irrepressible joy in life, they are less likely to bite than to bark, less likely to bark than to lick a hand in greeting. In spite of their size, they think they are lap dogs, and in… Continue reading 11 YEARS OLD TODAY
“Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"... "It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine...” ― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden Even though we only celebrate Spring day on the 1st of September in South Africa, the peach blossoms are blooming, daffodils are popping… Continue reading PEACH BLOSSOMS+NAARTJIES = SPRING
Let us be like a bird for a moment perched On a frail branch when he sings; Though he feels it bend, yet he sings his song, Knowing that he has wings.” - Victor Hugo I dedicate this post to my dear friend Tess, who fell in love with these delightful birds when visiting Custard Cottage… Continue reading A BIRD IN THE HAND…
To gain the friendship of a cat is a difficult thing. The cat is a philosophical, metholodical, quiet animal, tenacious of it's own habits, fond of order and cleanliness, and it does not lightly confer its friendship. If you are worthy of its affection, a cat will be your friend, but never your slave. He… Continue reading WE ARE SIAMESE IF YOU PLEASE…
Light makes photography. Embrace light. Admire it. Love it. But above all, know light. Know it for all you are worth, and you will know the key to photography." ~ George Eastman Beautiful light can turn a mundane image into a special one. Always, always be looking for beautiful light. Me and my shadow… Continue reading BEAUTIFUL LIGHT
I'm not alone," said the boy. "I've got a puppy.” ― Jane Thayer, The Puppy Who Wanted a Boy Since Mr T has almost completed all the fiddly bits on the new garage/studio project, I was desperate to try a mini photo session to see what the light coming from the main window was like,… Continue reading 30 MINUTES WITH SOOKIE
Color directly influences the soul. Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the hammers, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another purposively, to cause vibrations in the soul.” ― Wassily Kandinsky, Concerning the Spiritual in Art Autumn is visiting us here at… Continue reading SUNDAY MORNING COLOURS
What should I possibly have to tell you, oh venerable one? Perhaps that you're searching far too much? That in all that searching, you don't find the time for finding?” ― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha Well I went searching for new subjects to photograph and didn't find any, so this post features the usual suspects,… Continue reading THE USUAL SUSPECTS – SCARAB VILLAGE
It's been slim pickings as far as finding pets to photograph the last few weeks and my inspiration has dried up a little, so what better way to boost it again than to do something creative but in an entirely different field. Enter stage left, my old pine desk. I bought this desk over 20… Continue reading ANNIE SLOAN CHALK PAINT DESK MAKEOVER
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