Suddenly the king cried to Snowmane and the horse sprang away. Behind him his banner blew in the wind, white horse upon a field of green, but he outpaced it. After him thundered the knights of his house, but he was ever before them. Éomer rode there, the white horsetail on his helm floating in […]
The night’s work. Fun little coffee scoop. Still lots to clean up and work on for next time, but I enjoyed this. Sharpening aftermath in the background (also tarnished brass whistle).
Do you remember the first time you read through The Hobbit? Trying to figure out the riddles – unless you chose to cheat – trying to think around that one specific corner. And unless you are very clever, you couldn’t quite find the trick, couldn’t quite turn that corner by yourself Until one or […]
A riddle – a paradox – a reality that cannot possibly be true until you’re shown the turn – the trick – the way around that specific corner you were so sure was impossible a moment before He opened your eyes.
From a while ago. The print is from Old Try. Check em out.
Here’s another old shot that I redid in Lightroom. Before: And after:
Photos from my sister Molly’s recent art show. Check out her: Website, and Blog
Ditto this thing. No idea what it was, but it was really begging to be photographed.