Just a little excercise in getting going in Photoshop again. This is about adjustment layers.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
My creative life
When I was sixteen a friend of my parents took me on to give me painting lessons. I do not think it was a long time, but I did love doing it and everyone said it was wonderful. I think my daughter has the painting of Anne Hathway's cottage. I was doing college prep in High School. So I never took art classes, for one thing I thought all the people in art class were stupid and or not cool.
When I went to college I studied first Home Ec, and then Apparel Merchandising. There were always design classes or creative classes like clothes design. I thought at the time that I could be a clothes designer, but I was too interested in men and my soon to be husband. In some ways college was wasted on me, and in other ways I got a back ground for life long interests in other areas.
I left college and went to work at he University of California Berkeley, and then was only time I worked. We, Micheal and I had three girls and that was my job. But I was always creative.
I was subject to depression and anxiety. I desperately needed creativity. I tried many things including, sewing (I did a lot of that) for myself and my girls. I always wanted to sell something and make a buck. I thought my girls clothes were terrific and they, especially in the later years, did not think so. I tried painting and did okay, some nice, but all the time I wondered where my next painting would come and I felt a fraud and a little of a wannabe. I tried writing and got through a first draft of a short novel. There I really felt a fraud and I did not know how to keep a "voice". I went through many phase of knitting and I did some pretty nice sweaters, actually a few fabulous. I did design children's sweater and tried to sell them. I did not do well at that. This included most work on a knitting machine. Hand knitting was slow, but it was always a good friend to return to. I do not knit now because my finger gets out of joint.
Six years ago I started a blog thinking it would be the shortest blog in history. But it still live going through a life of its own of ups and downs Sometimes I think of it as for my self and other times I mostly think of it for others. I took Holly Beckers blogging class, and I happened the other night to find a list of those whose blogs I then. There were few still blogging. I added photos to my blog usually.But through her class I learned how valuable photos were and I started trying to improve my photography. Once I started that I never looked back. I threw myself into photography. I have my IPhone, my SLR and for Christmas I got a very nice point and shoot for my purse. This is where I am at the moment. One of my goals for the year is to print more photos.
My health goes up and down and sideways. I am not sure my goal is any longer to sell. I think likely selling is a huge effort that likely I am not ready to put forth. I am working on Project Life for the first time and I hope that it will promote my photography.
January 16, 2012
When I went to college I studied first Home Ec, and then Apparel Merchandising. There were always design classes or creative classes like clothes design. I thought at the time that I could be a clothes designer, but I was too interested in men and my soon to be husband. In some ways college was wasted on me, and in other ways I got a back ground for life long interests in other areas.
I left college and went to work at he University of California Berkeley, and then was only time I worked. We, Micheal and I had three girls and that was my job. But I was always creative.
I was subject to depression and anxiety. I desperately needed creativity. I tried many things including, sewing (I did a lot of that) for myself and my girls. I always wanted to sell something and make a buck. I thought my girls clothes were terrific and they, especially in the later years, did not think so. I tried painting and did okay, some nice, but all the time I wondered where my next painting would come and I felt a fraud and a little of a wannabe. I tried writing and got through a first draft of a short novel. There I really felt a fraud and I did not know how to keep a "voice". I went through many phase of knitting and I did some pretty nice sweaters, actually a few fabulous. I did design children's sweater and tried to sell them. I did not do well at that. This included most work on a knitting machine. Hand knitting was slow, but it was always a good friend to return to. I do not knit now because my finger gets out of joint.
Six years ago I started a blog thinking it would be the shortest blog in history. But it still live going through a life of its own of ups and downs Sometimes I think of it as for my self and other times I mostly think of it for others. I took Holly Beckers blogging class, and I happened the other night to find a list of those whose blogs I then. There were few still blogging. I added photos to my blog usually.But through her class I learned how valuable photos were and I started trying to improve my photography. Once I started that I never looked back. I threw myself into photography. I have my IPhone, my SLR and for Christmas I got a very nice point and shoot for my purse. This is where I am at the moment. One of my goals for the year is to print more photos.
My health goes up and down and sideways. I am not sure my goal is any longer to sell. I think likely selling is a huge effort that likely I am not ready to put forth. I am working on Project Life for the first time and I hope that it will promote my photography.
January 16, 2012
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