Saturday, September 24, 2011

Night Vision ...

"Night Vision"




One of the search tags for my blog today was "scary psychedelic black and white pattern."  Well, I don't know if this fits the bill or not, but it made me think of this photo I had just finished processing.  So here it is ... maybe this helps?  This image is finished in IR.

I posted another really cool photograph that was shot in near IR on my Flickr site.   In the latter photo, I darkend the sky, added some clouds and a moon  to give a nighttime silvery reflection in a pond.  It turned out pretty cool, I think.  There is a link to my photo site under the links section of my blog.  I also have some foggy photo captures there too (another search tag this day), but I am still perfecting shooting in fog.  I'm not really happy with what I've done thus far.  Someone suggested shooting with a polarizer?  I haven't tried that yet, we don't get much fog over the summer months.  Hopefully, some wonderful foggy weather will be on its way here for the month of October. 

I want to shoot in a cemetery with fog ... think that would be tres cool.  And I did finally find someone to go into a cemetery with me at night for some far IR photography.  Just need to locate the costly IR film now and make sure the Cannon 35mm I have is in working order.  I'm excited!

Thursday, September 22, 2011

A Poem Written By MY Youngest ...

A poem written by my youngest.  Erynn is just 10 years of age, biologically speaking.  Spiritually speaking she is an old soul.  I learn so much from her on a daily basis.  She is very wise, yet generally abundantly joyful.  Sometimes, I have to wonder where her insights come from?  I think we are going to enter this one into a poetry competition for a national magazine for her.








"I Sit ..."

I sit on the day where my solomn parents once played.
I sit where nothing made sense.
Knowing I am no match for what I have to face.
The days keep coming by.
I sit where my life was broken.


@2011 Erynn J. Smith.  All Rights Reserved.





Please take a moment to visit the photographer's site for the above photo. Dorothea Lange is so very talented. Her work is stunning and thought provoking.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

There is a light within that will not be extinguished ...

We are none of us ever completely forsaken, I think ...




Light filtering through a water glass on the counter ...




Not bad for a cell phone shot, eh?  I did nothing to stage this ... just set my glass on the bathroom countertop and this is what I happened to see.  Light seems to do strange things around me?


What struck me as odd about this lighting effect is that the glass was just a plain, smooth water goblet.  It had no seams, etching or intricate glass cuts.  And it was only 1/3 of the way full with room temperature water ... no ice.  Thus, the source of three almost angel-looking patterns of light was/is a bit baffling to me?  Oh well, you know me:  I love the mysterious and unexplained.


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Have since done some post processing on this image in order to unlock the ART within.



"Visions"
@Copyrighted Image 2011.  All Rights Reserved.

Hasta la vista Facebook ...





Sigh ... Facebook is giving me grief now?!  Connecting on Facebook is just getting to be toooooooooooo much.  They are implementing all sorts of changes these past few days. Don't get me wrong ... change can be good in small doses, but they are changing too much at one time in my opinion.  It's overwhelming, disconcerting and confusing!! 

The  final straw for me is the Friends "Sneak Peak" Preview Window.  In this window you can view ticks of all of your friends current whereabouts, posts, comments, likes, etc. ... all in real-time.  You can see where every body is, what they are saying and doing:  voyerism made easy.  Think one friend hit the nail right on the head when she said this is "stalker enabling."  You know me low-key, mysterious, private ... lurk in the shadows.  Yeah, this is not going to fly for me.  These changes are just too much for me to deal with right now.  I need less stress ... NOT more?!  I think it is time to deactivate my account and let Facebook flesh it out with the people.  I'm going to take few weeks off ... a "sabbatical" of sorts.  Maybe I'll reactivate when the Facebook renovation dust settles???

I will miss my writing, photography and other ART friends, but it is what it is ... Hopefully, these friends will still be there if and when I reactivate my account.  So for now:  Hasta la vista my dear Facebook!







[9/24 Side NOTE (Early, early a.m.)  ... My daughter has a FB account.  Her account has not undergone the changes that my alias account has?  Nor has my small, family only account.  My artist/alias account must be part of a select set of test subjects to preview and out the featured changes?  I did switch to "English U.K." for FB and that worked to temporarily reset my account to the old FB format for a few hours ... then the new changes were once again reinstated.  I even tried "English (Pirate)."  That was a laugh! I did not know they even had such an option until pressed to look.   I do miss the interaction with friends and fellow artists on Facebook, but the downtime is doing my stress levels (and health) a world of good thus far.]

Friday, September 16, 2011

Late Night Painting ...

Five days of little to no sleep ... Late Night painting.  I took a baseline candlelight photo that I have of a castle votive from England.  The rest is painting.  Not brilliant, but I think it turned out okay.  Good way to kill waking hours late at night when I am too distracted and tired to read or write.






"Castles in the Sky"

@Copyrighted 2011.  All Rights Reserved: Isabelle Black Smith.





Are castles in sky better than castles made of sand?
Well, I'm working on a poem that is a tribute to Jimi Hendrix and his "Castles Made of Sand".
I'll post it if I finish and it reads well.


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Candlelight Photography ...

Experimenting with candlelight and long exposure photography ....





"Escape ..." (re-sized)
@Copyrighted 2011.  All Rights Reserved: Isabelle Black Smith.

(All of My Photographs (enlarged canvas sizes) are available to license via my Flickr website: 
Hope to have an artist website set-up soon to sell individual prints and cards.)







This wine glass makes me think on a recent write I composed for a friend about 'escape into alcohol' and his assuarances that he had everything under control.  I titled this poem "Control".  Makes me think now ... Escape Control ...



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Thursday, September 15, 2011

"The Kiss"

A stunning visual delight in this video ... Such beautiful imagery and cinematograhpy set to the magical piano of the talented Philip Glass.  Enjoy!






"The Kiss" ... YouTube music video By, IlSignoreNeroo

http://youtu.be/QcmsoYLjVXk
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Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Brooding Skies ...

Can sometimes open weary eyes ... A beautiful low-level clouds display at sunset.




"Brooding Skies"


@Copyrighted Photograph, September 2011.  All Rights Reserved.





... Do you ever get a song stuck in your head?  How about a word ... words?  Well I had two words weaving in and out of my conscious thought this day (who knows, maybe in my subconscious as well ... perhaps where they first came to life?).  The two words were:  melancholy and superfluous.  An odd combination?  Well, didn't think I was melancholy, but sometimes I feel superfluous ; ) 

Anyhow, these two words rattled about in my sleepy, sleep-deprived head all day.  Was not until making dinner this evening, while sipping on a nice merlot, that I was finally able to weave these two words into a short write and thus set them free ...



Melancholy thoughts, seeping forth unconsciously.
Stir melancholy words, weaving brooding tapestry
Now pouring out of me.
Saving grace of the melancholy write:
Words are not bled superfluously in deepest, darkest night.


@Copyrighted Poem: Isabelle Black Smith, September 2011.




What do you think?  Should this one remain titleless?  How about "Superfluously Melancholy"??

Sunday, September 11, 2011

We remember ...

Our Spirit will not be broken.  We remember, with Love and Hope for the future.  God Bless the U.S.A.!







World Trade Center Reborn  (via History.com)

Wednesday, September 07, 2011

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    @Copyrighted Image, 2011.  All Rights Reserved.




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Reflecting on 9/11 ... I think that perhaps,


"We live in Black & White, while we Dream in COLOR."

~Me, Michelle ... Isabelle Black Smith




http://pl.st/p/22478255115 (Aerosmith, "Dream On")

Friday, September 02, 2011

Do you dream in Black & White?

Well, my last post left me feeling rather vulnerable.  I haven't been that honest ... here or with myself ... in a very long time.  Any bets as to how long I leave the last post up before I hide it? ; )

So anyhow, this is me putting up some cover.  And truly, I am wondering:  Do you dream in Black & White?  My dreams often resemble and old movie ... the sepia film.  Sometimes they are black & white, but with elements within the dream that are various colors ... usually a primary color like red, yellow or blue and ocassionally I'll get an odd color like green, purple or orange.  How about you?  I'd really like to know.

In keeping with dreams, a Facebook friend of mine has inpired me to spin my alias character off into a fictional short story.  I've started the intro and the idea seems rather intriguing.  I might just see where I can take this tale ... (a whole new spin on zombies?) ... that is if the task doesn't take away too much from my other writing endeavors.  It might just be a fun diversion?






@2011 Copyrighted Image.  ALL Rights Reserved.




9/2/2011  ... Thought for the day.  Have your kids ever said to you, "Mommy, it hurts when I do this [poke themselves in the eye or something]?" ... And you laugh, lovingly of course, at your kid and smile. Then you say, "Well, then don't do that silly!"   Your child then smiles up at you as if you've just bestowed some great wisdom upon them.  Well, I wonder why we, as adults, forget so easily our own advice ... "If it hurts (stupid) then don't do that!!?!!"

Thursday, September 01, 2011

The Need to Share?

The need to share ... This is the subject of my pondering for the day.  As I log into to Facebook for my daily lunchtime foray, suddenly it clicks in my mind for some peculiar reason that Facebook is about sharing.  It's not just about consumption of news, data, thoughts and ideas, although that is an aspect of Facebook to be certain, but perhaps the act of sharing paints Facebook in a more altruistic light?  Sharing of thoughts, compelling ideas, our hopes & dreams, our pains & heartaches, personal challenges and triumphs and hopefully, more often than not the sharing of a SMILE and happy times. Sometimes Facebook is about shared passions, photographs, art and words woven into art, but fundamentally Facebook is about sharing ... And so I begin to wonder: What compels people to want to share on such a public forum, to open up ... to be exposed and vulnerable? Is it perhaps easier for people to share because they are 'hidden' away behind the relative safety of a keyboard and isolated screen? Are people more open and revealing on Facebook than they would otherwise be in their real world daily lives? Moreover is Facebook helping people to truly "connect" or does it, in truth, disconnect them from the real world? Well, I suppose the answer depends on the given individual and how they "use" Facebook ... that is if you happen to subscribe to the notion that people "use" Facebook and not the other way around. Remember: two sides there are to every truth ...




Arthur Hacker, A Quiet Cove Girl Canoeing




Following the logical progression of exploring the "need to share," I reflect upon my own need to share ... I wonder, do I have a compelling need to share? Should I take a long hard look in the mirror or simply choose to walk right on through to the other side of my 'Looking Glass'? Well, walking through the glass would just be avoiding the issue so I'll not go there today. I'll stay on course and navigate further into the deep murky waters. Taking a first pass at this pondering of my own personal need to share, I would have to say that I have perhaps the opposite of a need to share ... I have a need to hide. I am a very private person. Life's lessons have taught me to be wary, distrustful and observant. I seldom feel the urge to post a photograph or poem, sketch or snap (photo) of my latest jewelry creation. In fact, rather the opposite seems to be my case. I have to force myself to share. I much prefer to ponder, to question, to explore, to try to understand this journey that I am on and the reason for my existence in this here and now. I find little satisfaction in sharing beyond the fact that it seems to keep the friends on my Facebook list from dropping like flies. Sharing makes me feel vulnerable and vulnerable scares the hell out the me.  Luckily, I've found a work-around ... I use an alias.  Kind of like here ... I'm me, but who I am is not written in black & white.  Still, I truly do enjoy experiencing the sharing of others. I admire others for their ability to be open and give so freely of themselves in sharing who they are.  So perhaps in that respect Facebook is good for me. Perhaps, Facebook is teaching me "how to share"? ... How to be open up, how to be seen without feeling the need to quickly run away and hide? Maybe some of life's painful lessons can be unlearned?

So what about you?  Where do stand on the need to share?  Are you an open book?  Are you guarded and cautious ... Are you above sharing?  Are your interests in sharing self-serving?  Are you attention seeking?  Do you receive as well as you share?  Some food for thought, maybe?

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Rain ...


"Rain, A Perspective" ... @2010 Copyrighted Photo:  All Rights Reserved.
(If you would like to use or purchase a copy of one of my photos please leave me a comment)



"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand: rejoice, for your soul is alive."  ~Eleonora Duse




I have alot on my plate and my mind these days. My thoughts and prayers are with those on the East coast of the U.S. currently being pounded by this monster of a hurricane, aptly named Irene. I have many photography and writer friends living on the East coast, so I was a bit relieved this (yesterday) morning when I saw that the storm had been downgraded to a category 1. I hope and pray it stays that way ...  that is that Irene stays a catergory 1 hurricane and does not travel back out to sea over warm waters to increase in intensity once again.  I also hope and pray that the damage sown by Irene is minimal and that there is no loss of life in this storm. God Bless ALL on the East coast!

Wouldn't it be nice if some of Irene's rain would make its way down to Texas where they are presently experiencing a record breaking, devastating drought? I am reminded once again, by this storm Irene and drought condition in the southwest, (as I stated in my poem just the other day) that:  "Nature heeds no fencing in."

In keeping with thoughts on rain ... I stumbled across this beautifully illustrated music video late this evening ... Well, guess it's early morning now. Anyhow, it's  a beautiful ballad about rain. I happen to love the rain; It washes away all the hurt, pain, dirt and grime. This song might just be the inspiration that I need to find my voice to sing again...I am amazed at the circular nature of life, truth and personal experiences .... that often what we seek lies at the end of a circular journey and only when we round the last of the journey do we begin to see that light and dark, supreme hope and utter despair, love and hate, ecstasy of joy and the abysmal depths of sadness often go hand in hand. We must first experience the darker one in order to be resurrected to savor the other.









Patty Griffin, "Rain": http://youtu.be/pFbjE7NFmUI







P.S. I posted a comment to my blog on Thursday and my entire sidebar disappeared? Very strange, but then: these are strange days. I tried uploading my backup file, but it has somehow been corrupted? So, until I have the time, patience and frame of mind to browse through the 19 pages of code associated with this blog ... I will be sidebarless ... better than topless though, right? ; )

8_31_11 ... I finally found the time and patience to go through the code and found the problem. Thank you my fabulous bottle of 2002 Merlot ... Knew there was a reason that I had been saving you ... you brought my luck, perhaps?

Saturday, August 20, 2011

In This Economy ...

"In this economy, a picture is only worth 200 words"  ~James Wixon,
Master Photographer and Digital Artist




@Copyrighted Photo, 2011.  All Rights Reserved: Isabelle Black Smith.

"Crashing waves unfurl upon a black lava-layered shore", Queensbath, Kauai Hawaii





I love the motion in this shot.  I can still feel the cool ocean spray upon my face as I press the shutter button on the camera and the hand of my husband, around my waist, as he pulls me back to safety once again.

[Maybe, more of my recent trip photos to come shortly?????  I've hidden all of my photo ablums once posted here ... since Christmas 2010 ... but as of today I'm back on the map again.]



Maybe, In this economy:  "A single prayer is worth a worth a  thousand wishes." ~Me



Thursday, August 18, 2011

Traveling to Distant Lands ...

I was fortunate enough, even in these troubled economic times, to have taken a trip to the Hawaiian Islands recently  [Then again, I have been waiting 13 years to go ...]. After much debate, my significant other and I settled upon visiting just one of the many Hawaiian Islands.  We opted for visiting the Island of Kauai, also known as "The Garden Island."

Kauai is truly breathtaking!  It is truly a beautiful, enchanting and diverse paradise.  It amazed me to experience, firsthand, the diversity of vegetation and climate variations that are packed onto this one tiny little island in the Pacific.  In fact, Kauai just happens to be one of the wettest spots on the planet at its very center.  Yous see a tiny rain-forest resides at the top center of this island. This  rain-forest receives an estimated 500 inches of rainfall each year.  I happened to have the opportunity to take flight right over this rain forest in a helicopter.  From an aerial view, the landscape is a lush expanse of vivid green, littered with intermittent cascades of waterfalls.  Tiny raindrops bounced onto the chopper's windshield and flattened in a magical dance as we explored the cavernous walls of the weeping wall.  This wall shares a common boundary with the harsh expanse of the desert-like Waimea Canyon, lying just on the other side of the ridge-top.  The change in pressure, alone, lifted the chopper effortlessly upwards as we approached the top of the mountain ridge that would lead to the other side of the island, and into the Waimea Canyon area,  As we cleared the tallest peaks of the mountain top, the arid expanse of the dry western side of the island opened out before us.  The sight before me felt almost like an optical illusion --Kind of like a "twilight zone" moment-- as the unfolding landscape quickly made a total 180 deg. change, with the lush and green giving way to a distinct rocky red, with sparse vegetation dotting the now suddenly arid landscape. The chopper pilot got a kick out of everyone's initial reaction to the sudden change in landscape: "Are we still on the same island?" One passenger wondered aloud.

Once we were on the other side of the mountain, the Waimea Canyon began its expansive unfolding before us.  Now, I had already viewed the Canyon on foot, from several different vantage points, in the days just prior to my flight, but I have to honestly say that the view from the air gave this canyon a whole new life and wonder.  From the aerial perspective Waimea Canyon took on such an incredible  sense of grandeur.  That being said, both views --ground and aerial-- of the Waimea Canyon were simply stunning.  In my humble opinion this canyon is a must see if you happen to be visiting the Hawaiian Islands. Waimea Canyon is also supposedly known as the "Grand Canyon of the Pacific", as many who visit and behold nature's intricate carving of art upon the rich iron red and black lava-speckled land.  I actually heard mixed stories about whether or not this naming can be rightly attributed to Samuel Clemens.  Some stories say Clemens never actually made it onto the island of Kauai and hence never saw the canyon for himself.  Either way, the name "Grand Canyon of the Pacific" is a very fitting title for this magnificent island canyon.

I won't bore you with all the details and facts about this canyon in this entry save to say that the Waimea Canyon is considerably smaller than the Grand Canyon.  Marking a length of a mere 10 miles long and being just over a mile in width at its widest point, the canyon is only 3,600 ft. deep. But when you consider that this canyon resides on a tiny little island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, you had to admit the latter statistics are rather impressive.  For more detailed information on the Waimea Canyon check out the links at the end of this entry. 

As I said before, I was fortunate to have seen the Waimea Canyon both on foot, from several vantage points, as well as from the air via a helicopter tour of the island.  Both views, however, were most impressive such that I would be hard-pressed to recommend one view over the other.  All views made me feel my insignificant place in the grand scheme of time and life, ever unfolding, on our amazing, rapidly spinning Blue Planet.  I have been carrying around a small leather-bound pocket journal of late, in order to jot down thoughts and ideas as they happen to come and go in my mind --as a hopeful aid to my writing.  Here are some of the thoughts I happened to scribble down when I first beheld this amazing canyon, on the Island tiny little island of Kauai, with my own eyes.




Photo By Me, taken with a new travel sized point-and-shoot.  : )
@Copyright​ed Photo, 2011. All Rights Reserved.




"Waimea Canyon, Summer 2011"


Three rivers forge ...
Collapse into one.
Time worn,
Weaving tapestry
Of earthly deeds.
Nature heeds
No fencing in.


@Copyrighted Poem, 2011. All Rights Reserved: Isabelle Black Smith.




Interesting links on Waimea Canyon: 
http://www.aloha-hawaii.com/kauai/waimea-canyon/
http://www.epinions.com/review/Waimea_Canyon_Kauai/content_71664635524