In September I took a moment to pay attention to the details of my beloved guitar. You may remember a post I wrote at that time. Today I’m going to share the rest of the story. (Guitar Strap from My Funky Camera — and I LOVE it!) I have very distinct memories of being cozy...
gulp. grin. repeat. sometimes a dr. pepper is all you can manage in one day. yesterday was definitely one of those days. (Canon 40D, 50 mm lens, ISO 500, f/2, 1/80 – with external flash) I’ve decided to have a love/hate relationship with Arby’s “Good Mood Food” marketing campaign. I love it because it’s catchy...
Who doesn’t remember the great Tara Whitney 9 – 20x20s with the IKEA clip frames? And then who else bemoaned the fact that IKEA no longer sold those beautiful frames? When I finally had an excuse to frame 20×20 prints for Muncie’s October ArtsWalk, I desperately began searching for large format clip frames and at...
Reason #23456887 that I love photography. (That’s a number I just made up, but actually it’s probably the number one through the number 23456887th reason). Photography keeps me in the moment. It helps me see the details in my life that so often go unnoticed by my eye alone. I used to think that I...
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Anonymous asked: I notice you’ve been on a posting spree. What’s gotten into you? j.ro answered: I cleaned my office. That and I’ve decided it’s okay to not be up-to-date on blogging sessions and to just post what I want, when I want. | help share the love : follow me on facebook | | contact...
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The Caterpillar was the first to speak. ‘What size do you want to be?’ it asked. ‘Oh, I’m not particular as to size,’ Alice hastily replied; ‘only one doesn’t like changing so often, you know.’ ‘I don’t know,’ said the Caterpillar. Alice said nothing: she had never been so much contradicted in her life before,...
I wonder what she’s reading? I imagine The Tale of Despereaux as she probably sees her fair share of scampering mice around her little forest. “And now you have a small map of the princess’s heart (hatred, sorrow, kindness, empathy), the heart that she carried inside her as she went down the golden stairs …” [The...
