Posts Tagged ‘Photo’

Will You Remember Me?


18 Jul

From the Imagination Prompt Generator:

What do you want to be remembered for?

My stories first, my artwork second, my photographs third. I want to be thought well of NOW before I toddle off Beyond the Veil since it would be a bummer if the only good thoughts came at my funeral. That is, if anyone shows up.

I have told people before that I am a Storyteller. I don’t think that most people realize that a storyteller isn’t someone working to get published. By definition, certainly I am author, so I won’t discount that.

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1. a person who writes a novel, poem, essay, etc.; the composer of a literary work, as distinguished from a compiler, translator, editor, or copyist.

However, a Storyteller is someone who does more than just write a story and hopes that others will read it, or buy it, etc. A Storyteller has an audience and tells them a story. I write fanfiction because I know there is an audience out there that not only wants to read it, but they want someone to tell them a story.

When I was a kid, I love Winnie the Pooh and Mowgli and his friends. My mother would read the stories to me because she was a Storyteller.

It’s a bit different being online and telling a story, and for awhile I felt a bit lost, and certainly frustrated. When I got over the fact that I couldn’t “see” the people I was telling a story to, I fell back into myself, into my comfort zone.

So, I hope there’s a corner of the internet that will remember me as a good Storyteller.

I hope, too, that I get remembered for my artwork. I know there are people in the past that remember some of the “on paper” art I used to do. I doubt they know my name, but my artwork is out there and there are those that remember it. My art affected them.

I haven’t picked up a pen in ages and taken it to paper, but I do still let my imagination go digital in this digital age. It isn’t the same, but I certainly wouldn’t be doing my digital abstracts if I didn’t feel I was putting my emotions into them and they were touching people viscerally.

I hope that enough of my artwork is now out there, that people will find it and think it’s something to talk about. If they don’t know who I am, my name, that’s all right.

And, ditto for my photos. I hope that I leave a lot of photos for people to appreciate. Mostly dogs, cats, gardens, trees, and flowers. Very few people. I hope that what I have gives everyone a bit of peace.

A Difficult Day


16 Jan

I don’t like arguing with my husband, but you can’t live nearly every hour of everyday with a person and not have an argument now and then. At least this time I only stomped away once and I never cried. Usually I have a very difficult time of keeping my temper under control which means the point I wanted to make never really comes out quite right. This time I managed to make my point in a somewhat calm manner, and then it was all over.

It still wore me out, though, and my spirits are less than they should be. A small part of me still wants to cry, but a bigger part of me doesn’t want the tears. And that makes me tired, too.

That aside, I’ve been going through old photographs. I found some photos of Marcus when he was a puppy. I can’t believe he was ever that small. I think I’m going to start scanning all of them.

I have scanned two, so far. These were taken in the Monterey Cemetery. I like cemeteries. It’s silence. Hushed. Whispers.

I don’t like the newer cemeteries that don’t allow tombs and upright stones and statues. All they allow is an impersonal brass plaque. Might as well just assign all the dead a number and forget about who they were.

Here are the photos:

I found this beautiful statue watching over a group of babies that had been abandoned and found only after death. Someone put up this statue and put small stones over the tiny graves with the phrase carved into them, “Loved By God”.

I always liked this statue of Christ. He was beneath one of the eucalyptus trees and was always covered with dry leaves and other earthy detritus. There were always flowers at his feet whenever I visited. The old ones just dried until they crumbled away.

Tomorrow we’ll go to the movies unless the weather is really bad. We’ll go see The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. That’s one we’ve been waiting for.

My Beading Project – Anglican Rosary


08 Dec

I finished it. My Anglican Rosary. And I completely love it!!! Here are the photos:

Made with Picture Jasper (cross and large beads), Howlite, Mother-of-Pearl (round, separator beads), agate (puff coin beads), and gold Czech glass seed beads.

The two triangles are meant to represent the Holy Trinity. I followed a basic pattern, but added my own touches in the beads, and the triangles.

I Have Been Here Before

I am seeking a question.