Your baseball poster is comprehensible, but I wonder about the other with 3 seemingly totally different images - A colonial soldier on horseback, a diamond engagement ring (?) and a Zeppelin. ???
Ah, the numbers and hands are barely visible to these tired old eyes. Okay then, is the metaphor about differences in time - that of the rider and that of the Zeppelin? Or is the rider British as the Zeppelin in German? - both have been enemies at one time or another.
Look closer, Buzz, it's an ornate clock from a public square … note clock face hands and numerals … at first glance the frame certainly looks like, but is not, a diamond engagement ring. Each item represents a different element in a time/era.
Ahhh....MUCH better Mac. Now I can see that it is a clock. Thank you....the clarity does make a difference when putting the overall subject of the picture together. Well done!
Did you mean for that image to be a depiction of sadness or disappointment? - Not only the facial expression, but it being bereft of colour? If not, what were you trying to illustrate with that picture?
Yes, it is meaning to depict sadness. It is an image of a Native American elderly woman sitting and smoking her pipe. It is sort of a symbol of the hopelessness and despair that many elderly suffer from on some of the Reservations. Poverty and lack of health care are a serious problem on many Reservations across the country. That is why I chose to do the image in black and white to express this feeling.
I hope that I have managed to express that in this creation.
An image that effectively conveys despair and lament … the gaunt persona of a tragic life. It is ironically powerful in its literally colorless stillness.
Thank you Mac. To add color would, in my own thoughts, would detract from the bleakness and emptiness of what the subject of the image was obviously projecting. The starkness of the B/W seemed to do more justice to the look of hopelessness in the elderly woman's face.
Your comments on my work are truly very much appreciated and inspiring.
I do have the problem, but I have that problem more than anyone else. I see the same codes that you do. I'm surprised Kavika can open them if you can't.
LOL...you guys are cracking me up! Let me see what I can do from my desktop when I can get back on it, funny thing is, on my tablet, i can only see the codes, too!
The fog was not a negative for those great photos. In fact fog often enhances photos - Where I am it's almost always misty, as should be obvious from any of my distance shots.
The '57 Chevies were the rage when I was in High School. I don't have photos of the actual Pontiacs I owned, but I was able to get matching ones off the internet - even the same colours:
The new black 1959 Pontiac Parisienne (Canadian Bonneville brand) convertible that my father gave me as a graduation present when I got my B.A.
The new silver 1964 Pontiac Parisienne convertible that I traded my '59 one for:
The new racing-green 1973 Pontiac Grand Am coupe I owned (after owning an intervening Buick Skylark 350 coupe):
Great photos Dave. And the '57 Chevy's do take me back. The best car I ever had was a '55 Buick Special. The ride was like being on a cloud, and as solid as a tank. I loved it.
Yes, it is the same color. And my older Brother decided to add two door knobs on the grill, one on each side of the emblem on the grill.
When we lived in Pawhuska OK, the Mayor was a full-blood Osage, and he put long horns on the front of his '56 Buick Special, and it had cowhide seat covers. And there were Colt .45's as door handles. It was the funniest thing I ever saw. And he always wore a huge Stetson with the high top, and high cut snake skin boots that looked like they were two sizes to big. And his wife always wore traditional Osage clothing.
But, they were the friendliest folks you'd ever want to meet. Very protective and caring of the towns folks. I still miss those years we lived there.
OMG. A virtual gourmet shmorgazbord of classic beautiful car art. Two of them made me sad to see. I still regret having had the chance when I was 16 of purchasing a 1938 (or was it 1939) Packard limousine (I had the money - $900, but my father forbade it) and the 1950s Mercedes SL (a client who had one was bumped by a street car - almost NO damage whatsoever, and without telling me sold it to the Mercedes dealership for $1000. I would have bought it immediately.)
Our neighbor of several years ago had a 1952 Kaiser Henry J. I drove it around a few times and what a hoot it was to drive. Here is a picture like the one he had.
I'm posting this on Wednesday night since I will be away from my computer until Thursday afternoon.
Please post you creative work!
Your baseball poster is comprehensible, but I wonder about the other with 3 seemingly totally different images - A colonial soldier on horseback, a diamond engagement ring (?) and a Zeppelin. ???
Ah, the numbers and hands are barely visible to these tired old eyes. Okay then, is the metaphor about differences in time - that of the rider and that of the Zeppelin? Or is the rider British as the Zeppelin in German? - both have been enemies at one time or another.
An American Revolutionary War General/Equestrian, Good Year Blimp and a clock from Quincy Market in Boston, Mass. .
Look closer, Buzz, it's an ornate clock from a public square … note clock face hands and numerals … at first glance the frame certainly looks like, but is not, a diamond engagement ring. Each item represents a different element in a time/era.
Same here Buzz. I can see the outline of the clock, but, nothing in the middle. Nice colors though.
Alright folks don't flog me, but I kind of like the original one better...
Great artwork, Mac. Lots of color.
Thank you; will fix the intensity of the clock face … check it now.
Ahhh....MUCH better Mac. Now I can see that it is a clock. Thank you....the clarity does make a difference when putting the overall subject of the picture together. Well done!
He always has great work. I feel redundant when I keep saying that.
Maybe that is why I don't always comment on these. I sound the same.
Okay, can see the clock face now.
Love your baseball poster~
It makes me
The boys of summer are back!
That one is nice Buzz. Really like that one.
Beautiful Buzz. So peaceful!
I found it interesting to turn a photo into resembling a painting.
Leroy Nieman painting, Casino at Monte Carlo. It's hanging in the living room
If you like color this painting has color.
Another fantastic piece of art in your collection.
As you say, lots of color there. Great picture!
Julia is the graphic artist around here, regardless of where she might be at the moment.
She's both beautiful AND talented.
Thank you Buzz.
That means a lot coming from your background an experience.
Nicely done! Beautiful!
Wow, It is so good to hear things like this from true artists.
Thank you Raven Wing.
Outstanding
Thank you Kavika.
Knowing you have the artistic eye and making that observation is very appreciated.
Hope everyone has a great weekend,
Did you mean for that image to be a depiction of sadness or disappointment? - Not only the facial expression, but it being bereft of colour? If not, what were you trying to illustrate with that picture?
Yes, it is meaning to depict sadness. It is an image of a Native American elderly woman sitting and smoking her pipe. It is sort of a symbol of the hopelessness and despair that many elderly suffer from on some of the Reservations. Poverty and lack of health care are a serious problem on many Reservations across the country. That is why I chose to do the image in black and white to express this feeling.
I hope that I have managed to express that in this creation.
It obviously worked for me.
Thank you Buzz. Sometimes what we see in our own work is not always seen by others. I am glad that you were able to see what was intended.
As always, beautiful.
Thank you Dave. Your feedback is always appreciated.
An image that effectively conveys despair and lament … the gaunt persona of a tragic life. It is ironically powerful in its literally colorless stillness.
Thank you Mac. To add color would, in my own thoughts, would detract from the bleakness and emptiness of what the subject of the image was obviously projecting. The starkness of the B/W seemed to do more justice to the look of hopelessness in the elderly woman's face.
Your comments on my work are truly very much appreciated and inspiring.
Let's keep it goin'!
Rocky Mountain Meltwater Runoff Stream
© A. Mac/A.G.
enjoyable
That's a beautiful waterfall Kavika. It's really a tall waterfall to go into that little pond below!
I have some great memories of the Big Island from almost 50 years ago, and your photo helped to rekindle them.
Thanks for "dropping" in with an image for which we can all easily "fall"!
As always, love all the images! Very talented bunch we have here!
Not much of a photographer, myself, but I found a couple of my favorite subjects on an old cell phone
You can't get much more beautiful than a butterfly...Well done Uppy.
Thanks Kavika!
I am unable to view these, Uppy …
This is what I see …
Anyone else having this problem?
I do have the problem, but I have that problem more than anyone else. I see the same codes that you do. I'm surprised Kavika can open them if you can't.
Mac, referring to your comment I see the butterflies on a brick wall....Clear as can be.
All I see are the codes.
I'm seeing a gray circle with a white dash inside it.
It must be my Shazaam ring....I see beautiful butterflies on a brick wall...
LOL...you guys are cracking me up! Let me see what I can do from my desktop when I can get back on it, funny thing is, on my tablet, i can only see the codes, too!
Same here Mac.
Don't loose it.
I can't see them here on this end Uppy.
Am I the only one with a Shazaam ring?
LOL! That's because you have that Ojibwe magic touch. (grin)
Well the photos have finally disappeared for me as well. Just a circle with a dash in it.
The Shazaam ring can only last for so long. After all in came in a box of cereal.
Last weekend we had serious fog.
The fog was not a negative for those great photos. In fact fog often enhances photos - Where I am it's almost always misty, as should be obvious from any of my distance shots.
Beautiful EG.
Beautiful pictures EG. Starkness of the in the bottom one adds to the power of the river. The mist gives the top one a rather calming aura.
Well done!
Great photos.
Friday on my way to work I saw something special, so of course I needed a closer look.
They are colorful and we had a car like the red one when I was a kid.
Reminders of my teenage days....
Me too.
Do you have photos of your Pontiacs?
Two 57 Chevy's....WOWOWOW
The '57 Chevies were the rage when I was in High School. I don't have photos of the actual Pontiacs I owned, but I was able to get matching ones off the internet - even the same colours:
The new black 1959 Pontiac Parisienne (Canadian Bonneville brand) convertible that my father gave me as a graduation present when I got my B.A.
The new silver 1964 Pontiac Parisienne convertible that I traded my '59 one for:
The new racing-green 1973 Pontiac Grand Am coupe I owned (after owning an intervening Buick Skylark 350 coupe):
Great photos Dave. And the '57 Chevy's do take me back. The best car I ever had was a '55 Buick Special. The ride was like being on a cloud, and as solid as a tank. I loved it.
Oh yes, thanks, I remember your Buick. When cars were works of art.
Here's a picture of a '55 Buick that looks like my Baby Doll;
That's it. Isn't that even the same color? Or similar? Thank you.
When cars were art.
Yes, it is the same color. And my older Brother decided to add two door knobs on the grill, one on each side of the emblem on the grill.
When we lived in Pawhuska OK, the Mayor was a full-blood Osage, and he put long horns on the front of his '56 Buick Special, and it had cowhide seat covers. And there were Colt .45's as door handles. It was the funniest thing I ever saw. And he always wore a huge Stetson with the high top, and high cut snake skin boots that looked like they were two sizes to big. And his wife always wore traditional Osage clothing.
But, they were the friendliest folks you'd ever want to meet. Very protective and caring of the towns folks. I still miss those years we lived there.
Oh! Classic Automobiles! Why didn't ya' say so?
I've photographed one or two.
OMG. A virtual gourmet shmorgazbord of classic beautiful car art. Two of them made me sad to see. I still regret having had the chance when I was 16 of purchasing a 1938 (or was it 1939) Packard limousine (I had the money - $900, but my father forbade it) and the 1950s Mercedes SL (a client who had one was bumped by a street car - almost NO damage whatsoever, and without telling me sold it to the Mercedes dealership for $1000. I would have bought it immediately.)
Our neighbor of several years ago had a 1952 Kaiser Henry J. I drove it around a few times and what a hoot it was to drive. Here is a picture like the one he had.