There's a funny little cut glass window in the front door. Small but big enough to check what's there...
A lens.
...a perspective through which we look...?
I put the camera up close. I knew he was out there but I wanted to catch the distortion that the cut glass makes. It creates a storybook view.
Of course now I am thinking about looking. And how many lenses there might be. Realized or not.
Mostly, maybe not a choice, but a layering over time. Or habit.
June is almost done.
I suppose I need a new folder for images. I do that. So I might look at them in context of season.
Every morning I see this when I wake up. I hung it next to the bed so that would happen.
A Heart's Path
Today I see it differently. The path is in a that box I put myself in. The path to move forward on this one has opened. I might just quietly stitch on this today, while it softly rains.
Love your work and spontaneity of expression mixed with the considered art.
I love knowing you might understand.
The window lens 💚 It reminds me of the ttv photos I used to love to take…need to bring the kit into Martha. Soul-O..his (Day’s) eyes on you 💚
I so love that one blue square in ‘A Heart’s Path’ 💙
looking through is so interesting. New eyes, new lens.
That blue square, yeah…
I just love this piece, and what a good idea to look at it each morning because it is fascinating and inspiring.
It seems to change with the light…
Took me for ever! I cheated and read comments eventually.
I feel like Mrs Pugh in Under Milk Wood “Give me my glasses. No, not my reading glasses, I want to look out. I want to see …”
His monochrome beauty amongst the flowers.
this one is so him. trying to be a daisy.
Oh Jude, another fantastic photo! A fairy-tale view. Your skill is brilliant. I made the pic a little larger, to see what might be hiding…couldn’t see anything, until it came back to original size, and suddenly, there He was. He always knows where your lens is. And your wonderful front door glass….
I always feel like he is daring me to take a photo…
I had to blink a few times to clear my vision, but it didn’t clear. Then I looked again and was glad the eye blinking didn’t work. What a magical window.
yes such a mystery image…
I didn’t see him at first then all of a sudden he popped into view and now I can’t unsee him. Wonderful picture!
No napping here — housecleaning day before the big heatwave hits.
Yeah even tho he is black and white, he often blends right in.
Big heat will be back soon enough here.
Gosh, that photo!! Amazing! Clear, but not…such a slice of life right there. I am now thinking about the boxes (boundaries?) we put our hearts into -sometimes even upside down. The boxes we take our hearts back out of when we are ready. I guess boxes can offer respite or confinement, depending how we use them.
Enjoy what is left of the day 🙂
Yes, a point of reference as well…
I suppose how we choose to use anything is very important. I hear thunder…
the photograph is Magnificant!
Dreamy but somehow super real…
So many lenses to see through.
Art is helpful with that…
Ah, yes….time to create that fork in the road, the new path, a way forward…
Going, going,….
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Maybe the road less traveled is a personal thing…
That cloth seems a nice, soothing thing to wake up to. Enjoy the rain, I’m feeling sleepy it’s so dark and gloomy after so much bright sunshine.
Yeah, it’s a nap day…
Definitely! Rhu is already napping.
He looks pleased in his spot! 🖤
Yeah…watch cat…
I’m taken by your river legs self. We live so far south in Illinois that we’re an easy short ramble to either the Mississippi or the Ohio. I frequently feel too land locked so we visit rivers often. Sometimes we even get ambitious and drive down to Cairo to the confluence so we can stare at the two giant rivers where they spill into each other. The river landscape in the body of the beast, captured perfectly in fabric and stitch.
And that landscape, with no plan. . .
Hmm…thinking about boxes. Boxes with lids, open boxes, cats in boxes… Gibson and Timber are curled up in one right now. Storage boxes. Love what you captured through the lenses, there is clarity too.
It’s a square window, so a kind of box too…now I am thinking about lens and focus.
Soul-O amongst all that glorious green! I like how the edges blurred. I am happy you are out of your box and look forward to see the stitching progress.
The edges get shifting an blurred, might make a great video too, it’s a bit of a kaleidoscope.
Funny how I find myself doing that, a thread can be a way out.
Ha! 😄 It took me a minute of searching to see who the he was in the photo! Marvelous shot!
I’m asking today, “What is my lens?”
Thank you!
his eyes are like daisies.
it’s a good question isn’t it? with all the social media around, even more interesting.
What a brilliant photo, Jude! 💙
I really love what happened…
Oh, such beauty through that glass! Enchanting. The cloth would be a perfect shawl to wrap up in…
a lens can be so transforming.
a shawl is nice idea or even a robe…