Waiting for The Call

Took A Moment During The Night Hours to Capture This Image. Thankfully, Nobody Actually Calls During The Late Hours.

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Late One Night

Making The Most Of Streetlamp Illumination.

Local Lights

The Holiday Season Seems To Have Reached Full-Swing On Lawns Everywhere!

Late Night Leaves

One Last Snapshot Before Calling It A Day.

Good Night

A Welcome Sight After A Long Day.

Past Midnight

An Amateur iPhone Photo But I’m Gradually Learning.

Mystery Door

During The Quiet Hours Of Night A Light Still Burns.

Art (sort of)

With the colder outdoor temperatures encouraging many to stay in this week it’s time to get caught up a art-related administration duties. There are an overwhelming number of art sites and publications to contact if you aim for a global appeal. It’s a time consuming process given the number of countries and cultures in Europe alone.

Unfortunately we all eventually start to lose focus after numerous hours of non-art activities we’d rather have someone else do. At this point I’m as likely to get into trouble as the next person. The most anyone can ask for is that it’s something productive.

So, I started to look through a selection of photos and wondered what Photoshop could do with them. You know what direction this is headed in…

Took a photo of the bridge at West Montrose, Ontario and explored a few Photoshop options.

Late Night

There seems to always be that old standby should a late-night infusion of energy be required.

Just What The Doctor Ordered!

*sigh*

Alright, here we go…

I was waiting to start my duties last night caring for an older couple when, through no fault of my own, the mind started to wander in creative directions to pass the time. Then I had the very unfortunate urge to take a photo of myself as the lighting and angle seemed right at the time.

Preliminary Info: I’m definitely anti-selfie. There are far too many vain people out there dedicating far too much time to taking photos of themselves. The practice almost makes me want to slap the phone out of the hand of the very next devotee.

But, my middle name may have to be changed to “Hypocrisy” since last night I ventured over to the dark side. With both camera and myself poised just right I took a few test pictures for later heavy computer editing.

So we have the final result for now and there will not be a repeat performance for a very long time.

Portrait of an Artist, as an Old Man desperately needing a Haircut