Funny how life is all about timing, isn’t it? If you’re at the right place at the right time, things can turn out fabulously. If you’re at the wrong place at the wrong time, it can have dire consequences.
I’ve never understood the meaning of “the right place at the wrong time” or the “wrong place at the right time.” I guess that’s the accountant in me. Everything is black and white. It’s either right or it’s wrong. Then again, everything is subject to interpretation… so it’s all a matter of perception.
Sometimes the timing is just right, and sometimes the timing just plain sucks.
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I know this isn’t my traditional photography post (are my posts traditional?), and I’m not sure how much I want to post design work on my blog… but here we go. I heard this song on the radio tonight, and I immediately had an image spring into my head. I came home and sketched it in my art journal… and then decided to have a go at it in Photoshop. Using my laptop’s mouse, even. I know… a Wacom sitting in my bedroom collecting dust, and here I am using my laptop to create an image in Photoshop (not even Illustrator!). Nonetheless, it’s pretty close to what I had down on paper. Sometimes you just need to step away from everything and create!
p.s. I apologize in advance for the dual posts on Friday… but it is 5 Fact Friday, after all… so in another 9 hours my second post of the day should hit screens everywhere!
Weekly Challenge: Urban – My favorite Urban Art right now…
We have the most amazing place in Phoenix, Arizona called “Roosevelt Row.” At any given moment, you can ramble downtown and stop dead in your tracks with the amazing artistry surrounding you from every side. It’s a special place where artists are able to express themselves freely. I’ve found other obscure areas where abstract expressionism can be found in abundance. Not everyone loves this type of art. I’m not a big fan of vandalism or gang signs… destructive just isn’t cool. However, I applaud business owners who allow artists to create such gorgeous pieces for all to enjoy.
I happen to be that type of homeowner. I am the only person I know who’s entire back wall has been tagged. I love the image below of my taggers admiring their handiwork. Before the grass was even planted and only a few weeks after we moved into our new home, the tagging began! Now that my oldest has moved away, I have giant pieces of his art all over my backyard that he left behind for me to admire. It’s not for everyone, but urban art is totally for me!
I’m having trouble sleeping tonight. It’s been a long time since I’ve had this much trouble sleeping. I got tired of the tossing and turning and itching from my pain medication for my PHN… still working on trying to ignore the pain & move on. See my 101 in 1001 list… that’s one of my goals. I’m failing miserably at it tonight. But then again, maybe not. I decided to pull up my Las Vegas file, and pulled out this image to play with. I ran my usual MCP Snap, Crackle, Pop actions, and tried a fantastic action called True Grit from Yellow Sky actions. I’d never used it before. It added a little extra grunge to this already “rode hard, put away wet” piano. I’m loving the outcome!
On my trip to Las Vegas, I made the conscious decision to try to enjoy the journey, and not get totally hung up on the destination. Obviously the destination is the whole purpose for my going, and the fact that I had plenty of time to kill between Here and There gave me the opportunity to notice things I wouldn’t normally otherwise. I pulled off the highway into a quiet little mining town, and found some great grungy, old, ghost-towny stuff (for lack of a better word). This piano was one of them. Growing up in a home with two grand pianos (one of them being a 1920 Steinway Grand, which is in mint condition to this day)… I obviously know a little about music. No, I don’t play. Why would I? Both my parents were/are accomplished musicians. My dad (RIP) loved jazz and show tunes. He could play anything by ear. My mom was a concert pianist, and played all the classical stuff from Chopin, to Beethoven, to Tchaikovsky to Rachmaninoff… I never saw the point in learning to play (much to my mother’s dismay) when I could command a grand performance any time I wanted. Hello? No brainer here. I knew I would never be as good as either of them, so there was no challenge or desire for me. I was born with the talent, just never wanted to do anything with it. I had other interests. Despite all of that, I am grateful to both of them for instilling a great love for a wide spectrum of music. I love me a fantastic piano when I see one. This one looks like it was well-played, and no doubt has a wild story to tell… if only keys could speak instead of just play. I guess these 88 will just keep their story quiet… but I see a tell in this card game. Don’t you?
BTW, RedBubble is having a 10% off sale. Just use the code: RBRebrand in the coupon box at checkout. Stay tuned… in a few weeks, I’ll be offering a $5 gift certificate. I know, not a whole lot… but just a little giveaway to say thanks for following to one random follower. I think this brings me down to 40 more images before I meet my goal. Progress is good!