Some weeks just seem to have a life of their own. I am going fess up first thing and let you know – not one print or painting was properly cataloged into my inventory. There. I have said.
What I did do was get an awesome chance to go “Hunting Waves” which, if you haven’t seen the photographs yet, you may enjoy. I picked up a couple of tubes of paint for my study of blues and two new brushes.
I took some shots at dusk that I am happy with. I fear they may too personal to have wide appeal but I thought I would share them with you anyway.
Mountains above the clouds.
Ferry Wake at Dusk.
Going Home.
(image may be purchased here)
Homeward Bound
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Sailing Home
Passing Pender Island
These images are the exact tone and feel I have been working to get through my new learning with Kat Sloma in her photography e-course “Finding Your Eye.” I wanted to capture just the right amount of light to feel the dusk and still be able to make out some of the detail. I wanted the viewer to feel that lull – the hush before darkness overtakes the day.
I didn’t paint this week but it was still amazingly creative.
Sprout question: What new learning did you apply to your creativity this week?
Best of the weekend to you! Oh, just in case you didn’t notice we went over 30,000 views here on Creative Potager. Thank you for the pleasure of your visits.
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Terrill,
although these may be personal to you, they do capture a moment in the day when most photographers would not shoot! There is a journey to them, the sense of going home, the sense of the day closing into night… they say something yet they say it gently and quietly…
I did a few evening shots a week or so ago, which I don’t usually do…
I am learning to listen for the invitation…
I am glad you were honest with us therefore you can be honest with yourself. You may not have “painted” but you have created with blog and photography, with your guidance and willingness to learn.
I am Love, Jeff
Jeff I am sure you have guess by now. I am willful woman seldom able to make myself do something I do not want to do. The only blessing is I usually want to more thing in a day than I can get done. So not painting and and not doing my inventory work is no surprise to me. I will get it the new work in the system – just not this week. I shall start painting likely over the weekend. It all seems to happen just not necessarily on my blogging schedule.
Thank you Jeff for dropping by this morning and leaving several of your thoughtful and supportive comments. I do so appreciate your connection.
Terrill – CONGRATULATIONS on over 30,000 views! That’s absolutely FANTASTIC!
I enjoyed all of the photographs in this post, but I’m especially intrigued by the last one…”Passing Pender Island.” Please tell me a little bit more about it, not the island, but the REASON you took this particular shot. The reason I’m asking is because of the “fog” or “cloud” in the shot. Were there others, or was it stand-alone?
Sprout question: What new learning did you apply to your creativity this week?
It’s not a “new” learning, but one I had to pull out of my mental closet and dust off. I mentally compartmentalized 1-hour chunks of time. As the saying goes, “The best way to eat an elephant is one bite at a time.” I’m happy to say that it worked.
Laurie it is smoke from someone burning off the winter’s debris. The image is mostly me trying to stretch my 85mm too far but I love seeing the homes on the hillside in this light.
Congratulations Laurie on eating an elephant! Are you fasting for the weekend?
i have spent this week in anatomy classes. It was an amazing refresher.
jerry
Jerry I almost didn’t recognize you with the new id. Good thing you put your name at the end:) Excellent!
Terrill – Thank you for that explanation. It has a rather “mystical” look to it and I was hoping to read more into it than is really there (but darned if I don’t see feet on the left side, and a left arm/hand stretched forward on the right!) Obviously I had a little too much wine with my elephant 🙂
Oh dear Laurie, Careful stumbling there 🙂 There is a view of Mayne Island that is as clearly a woman laying on her side as you can get. That is how I first began to recognize Mayne from the other islands. I will have to take that shot sometime so you can see as well. Now of course it seems silly because I can pick out the different islands as you would houses on a familiar street. But at first it wasn’t so easy.
It looks like you had a marvelously creative week Terrill! I think sometimes we need a break, more than one creative outlet, and then we come back refreshed to the other. Thanks so much for the link back to my blog!
What new learning did you apply to your creativity this week? To let myself be in the creative space, the emptiness between projects, without wasting my time. And by doing that, I could be open for new things to come along. I learned quite a bit in the space between.
You are most welcome Kat. I think most of my creative learning happens in “the space between.” I love that time even if it is often uncomfortable. When my grandson tells me he is bored, I always say that is the best time because it is the time just before he gets a great idea. If we are never bored our chances of getting a really brilliant idea diminishes because we are busy doing what we already know.
Beautiful pictures, Terrill!
To answer, I learnt to lean back, let go and believe in the power of the process.
Thanks Leanne and congratulations! This is a learning that I often have to relearn – sometimes more than once in the same week.
P.S. Leanne I loved your interview post with Holli today and all those cute knitted outfits and beautiful little faces.
30,000 hits!!!! Let’s break out the bubbly and celebrate YOU!!! I can sure understand why too. Your work always inspires – never ceasing to be anything short of ‘remarkable’ – thank you so much Terrill for sharing the above photos. I love ‘Sailing Home’. I once lived north of Seattle and the mountain in the background of this shot reminds me of Mt Baker. Could it be??
Oh, and before I forget, I didn’t have a chance to leave a comment after looking at the fabulous photo shoot you did of your daughter (loved the silloute in black) but I so did enjoy them all.
And yes, yes, yes this week has indeed been a whirl wind of energy, some of which has been downright inspiring and awesomely creative. . . I learned to open more to the possibilities, especially the ones I hadn’t even yet considered:)
Alison you are so right it IS Mt. Baker.
With bubbly flowing…. Cheers everyone!
And glad you enjoyed the photos I did of my daughter. Shall be seeing her again this coming week. It is getting close now. I try not to get too excited but it is hard to contain my anticipation.
Your week sounds most magical Alison. I like it when we have a chance to open up to possibilities we have considered. Great way to be.
Loved the pictures even at Dusk…new learning: Read my Life Path 9, Laurie Buchanan’s blog) and felt right at home and was inspired to try my hand a writing a poem which created a picture of an experience, which I did and posted on my blog…
And a beautiful poem it is Patricia I was over there walking with you just a few minutes ago. As I mentioned over on Laurie’s blog yesterday, David is a 9. I think life path 9 people are extra special.
Thank you for your kind words Terrill….I think 9s are very special people too! 🙂 just hard to convince some folks that that is true!!
Ooogh – it’s like you got it just a whisper after golden hour. Not the photographers general preference, but you get to capture the ‘hush’ then. Quite beautiful.
Sprout answer:
Not so much learning as a reminder to keep going doing as much as you can, whenever you can, because even when you aren’t feeling it there is always progress.
Pea I have been working to get this “after the golden hour” moment for awhile. It is a special time of day for me. My mom would always stop and wait just a few minutes longer before lighting the gas lamps. Depending on the time of year there might be tea to sip but regardless, the days work would be done. It was a time of soft voices, gentle chatter and reflection about the day. Once the lamps were lit then the things would liven up again until bedtime. Sometimes we would be outside when this time came, sitting along the river bank watching a muskrat or a beaver swimming by. Or maybe a moose would come out and feed in the shallow waters along the shore. This was one of the best times of the day to be with my mom. She was relaxed and content during this transition time. My mother being a farmer with four children and a husband who worked away from home in the logging camps I can, as an adult, understand why she cherished this short window of time in the day and with us.
Hence, the gloaming has a powerful pull on me. I cherish this time of day because of my its rich history for me and now, for its own internalized beauty. I have a huge desire to find a way to share this experience using photography. So keep working at photography when most photographers may not.
I would suggest that your husband is not the only poet in the house…
Pea if I write something poetic it is by accident in my attempt to adequately provide a word picture. When David used to write poetry it was with a solid knowledge about poetic forms of which he would choose one and then carefully choose each word to express his word picture. He also has a huge vocabulary to choose from. A bonus I think for writing poetry. I do love poetry though and I have always read it as a way to access deeper emotionally understanding. Mary Oliver is a current favourite poet.
The use of various shades and saturations of blue here is intoxicating, Terrill. Again the images here sooth and ravish, and a reflect bent to anything we may be thinking of at the moment. But it’s that familiar talent at work, moving mountains (excuse the pun).
I saw a Korean film this weekend (“Poetry”) that devastated me, moved me deeply and posed the real answer to the secret of creative inspiration. As suggested by the teacher of a poetry class attended by a mid-60 ish woman who was trying to deal with a horrific family revelation, one can never be inspired, but rather one must go out and aggressively seek it all out. This may contradict some of the ideas we’ve broached here, but if not completely true, it has at least some heft.
Here is a link to this staggering masterpiece, which is quite a fantastic start for the 2011 film year with this bar raising entrant: (it has Terrill Welch’s name all over it)
http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/poetry_2010/
Sam with that kind of review, I asked David to order it for us even before I looked at the trailer. Now that I have, I can hardly wait for it to arrive. I think you are right – it has my name on it for sure. What you say Sam about “one can never be inspired, but rather one must go out and aggressively seek it all out” is very much in alignment with ideas here on Creative Potager. It might even be the reason for this blog existing. We can’t see if we don’t look. For me to “be inspired” is to seek as much as be – it is good luck or where preparedness and opportunity meet. But it sounds like this film moved something even deeper in you. For that I am grateful because it is that sharing of an ever-deepening journey of self discovery that fuels creative expression. I shall keep you posted as to when I get to see it. Thanks as always for dropping by.
As always, thank you for your feedback on my latest images.
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Splendid images Terrill.
I especially like “Going Home”.
Thank you Stephen and welcome to Creative Potager. I slipped over to your blog this morning and really enjoyed your post “Muses.”