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just some fun at the keyboard manipulating old images of fruits and flowers

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Upon my last great move, I had to get rid of a lot of books.  One of the few books I kept was A Pocket Guide to Butterflies & Moths.  The illustrations provided colorful, calming inspiration but I was also interested in learning just a bit of the science behind these winged insects that had captured my attention since childhood.

Here in Somerville, in this house with so many windows and so few screens, many a winged creature has made an appearance, from bumblebees and wasps to lady bugs and dragonflies.  No butterflies that I can remember, but across all the seasons, many a moth has visited and some have never left.  Usually, I find them nestled next to light sources, curled with proverbial charred wings next to light bulbs and candlewicks. The one in this series of images I found on a book shelf.  He was dry at the time and near no lamp.

I held him in my hand and wondered what had happened.  As I held him close, I could see the beauty of his form and so decided to try to capture what I saw before me.

A bit macabre perhaps but I think I learned some things about form, function, patterns and even color that I continue to muddle through.

 

 

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the white fish found

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just sparkling water in a clear glass

sitting a bit in the shadows

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I passed by a pond of what I thought were all orange koi fish.  Then, out of the blue, I spied a white fish with gold accents.  A ghostly figure that I really wanted to capture amidst the reflections in the water.  Mostly unsuccessful … he kept dipping deeper into the water.  But what I caught, and what I remember, are magical to me.

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… when the squirrel stepped out.

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… while walking along the Charles River Esplanade in Boston.

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One day, I will move from this house in Somerville with its many windows.  I will no longer be able to climb its spiral staircase to the top floor and from there to peer out the old window at the towering oak.  I will no longer be able to train my camera up through that tree’s branches into the sky.  But that day has not yet come. So on this bright September morn, I am grateful for this window, this oak and the blue of the sky beyond.  Have a good day, folks.

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