All work is play

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240:365 At work on a play




241:365 Playing at his work. From Communist Revolution to Consumer Revolution. Hello Kitty.




242:365 Three sisters in happier times




243:365 Abstract melt-water on the Saint John river




244:365 Where we work. Where we live. Where we play.




245:365 Playdate




245a:365 Playdate (if I knew how to make a diptych, I would)

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This week's prompt has been brought to you by crowd-sourcing. The Internet, or more specifically, a cool children's/YA librarian in Australia, has suggest soft. I'm a softie. Are you?

Going through the motions

Shutter speed was the order of the day this week. I didn't do as much as I would've liked, but I did experiment with shots I'd never tried before.

This is your brain:




This is your brain with a single drop of green food colouring:



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233:365 Primary




234:365 Pop!




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After dinner on Sunday, M got on her bike and we took a magical trip over the city's walking bridge.









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237:365 This fellow has been hanging out on our back deck the last few days, eating crumbs from the bird feeder that guys like these have been leaving behind:





I know that the last guy is a chickadee and the one before him is a pine grosbeak (I think), but can anyone help me id that first fellow?




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I've had a lot of fun with the last two prompts. They've really kept me motivated through the lean season. I'm hoping this next one will too: work/play.

The spring thaw: frozen

Inspired by my friend, Kate, I set last week's prompt as abstract. I really wanted to engage with the prompt so I began by reading this online article on abstract photography. It stressed the importance of form, colour and line--three fundamentals that work together to invoke an emotional or instinctual rather than intellectual response in the viewer. In taking abstract photos this week, I wasn't trying to dispense with representational photography altogether; instead, I was hoping that the objects I photographed would rely on the essence of those three fundamentals over and above any quick or easy reliance on their straight-up meaning as objects themselves. I didn't follow the prompt every single day but for over half the week, I gave it the college try.



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227:365 Extinction (For this picture I used a handy-dandy technique that my friend, Quadelle, taught me.





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Next I want to tell you a couple of stories in sequence as they played out on my back deck Sunday morning. I'm not sure which shot to award the pic of the day, but I'll slap on a number somewhere in the pack and you can tell me if you disagree.

One








Two (Now with bokeh!)







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Three (Now with aspirations towards the abstract!!)







Also taken on Sunday for another project I'm working on:






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Sunday was the kind of day that sends me to bed happy that I took on this gruelling project. Photographing those drops as they melted from my roof also made me realize what this week's prompt needs to be. Help me, friends, for I fear I have the motion sickness.

Introducing the i and the new eye.

218:365 Contrast 1




219:365 Contrast 2




220:365 By way of contrast, here is the first photo I've uploaded from my iPhone. Also a contrast: ringlets on a girl with poker-straight hair.


OK, bear with me. I need to share 3 pictures from Saturday. This from the Tim Horton's in Sackville, NB:



The cat that swallowed the canary--or the tim-bit.




Lost in a book at Woozles bookstore in Halifax--as shot by my brand-spanking new 50mm 1.4 lens. I am punch drunk with lens happiness. To whit:




221:365 At the hotel




222:365 I stumbled upon this dirty and battered fellow stuffed into the fence rails along the Halifax Public Gardens. He was missing an eye on the other side of his face. Too bad the photos from that angle weren't quite as good.




223:365 A different kind of contrast. Spring break means that her dad was home for an evening and could take part in the bedtime rituals.


Please bear with me again. There are 4 shots from today because the squirrel was being so damn cooperative. You can help me decide which should be the picture of the day.









Yes, he's eating a handful of ice.





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Hooray, I've replaced, nay upgraded, my 50mm lens. I love it. I love it. I love it. And because I love it, I want to push my limits this week. The prompt: abstract.

211:365 Accidental moon or how the human egg is often deceived.




212:365 I fall to pieces




213:365 Longing for spring




214:365 Life on Mars




215:365 Sunday morning




216:365 His quirk




217:365 Can I drive the bus?

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My kid can be a creep sometimes. She resents the camera, so, today, when I was aiming my sites on that pigeon, she took umbrage. The pigeon was sitting on top of a sign the read "Flu Clinic." It was actually sitting over the word "clinic" but then it began walking toward the word "flu." In two more seconds I would've had the perfect bird flu shot--but then, blam, my daughter yelled at the bird and scared it away. Lucky she's cute.

This week's prompt: contrast