There is potential for art in so many places.
In the winter months (and in Northern New Brunswick, it still looks very winter-y outside my window!), I find this most challenging. Gardens and beaches and backyards are my go-to for photography. While there are plenty of beautiful possibilities in the snow, I much prefer the opportunities brought by warmer weather.
Indoor photography is a great place to practice awareness. It is a challenge to notice the tiny details of daily life, to appreciate the the normally overlooked compositions in the home.
This silver paperclip stood out from the rest, catching a glint of light coming through the window.
Art is everywhere.
I love these old iron fences surrounding equally old buildings in the downtown area of Kingston.
It was only after composing the shot that I noticed the broken piece I had focussed on. I like that this repeated pattern is imperfect, that the attempt at order has been thwarted.
Life’s like that.
Below the trees, where the light barely reaches, the melted snow had created a small pond. Part ice and part water, the trees reflected here and there.
It is a natural abstract.
At the bottom of the steep hill that is Fort Henry, there are random (to me, anyway) construction items resting on the grass.
These two warped and rusted culverts may have been used at some time; to me, they were a photo opportunity.
A bouquet of fall flowers from my husband brightens our dining room table. This single sunflower is its centrepiece, a splash of yellow among reds and greens.
A single rose remains in my back garden, holding on through the chillier nights and fading light.
You just never know where you can find art.
Three facecloths, rolled and placed the lid of a decorative box, become a simple subject for photos. I decided it was time to update my original facecloth photo (which sold quite well on Etsy):so I made a few shots of these plain facecloths. Q-tips, cotton balls, and bars of soap make up a set of bathroom art.Perfect for rainy day photography.
Freshly washed scarves, hung on the clothesline=much photographic fun.
Here is one.
It is good to have something to look forward to each day.
For me, it is coffee and chocolate in the afternoon.
It’s such a little thing (and so bad for me – has to be milk chocolate!), but it makes me happy. No matter what else happens during the day, I have that little bit of 3:00 sweetness to anticipate, that little kick of caffeine to get me through the evening.
It is the little things.