Yesterday, I made the trip back from Atlanta. It's been a wonderfully relaxing week. Plenty of time with my family and son. We told stories and made some new ones that will be used in future tellings. My niece, Katie, graduated from college, my sister-in-law got a new truck, and my son and his fiancée bought a new home. It was a nice week. I say that in the way my mother would say "that's a nice old dog".
We had two really interesting photo outings. I'll share those with you later this week, once I've had the time to sort them all out. Meanwhile, I hope all of you have a great weekend. Thank you for sticking with me during my down time.
I think you might remember little Haley from some of my previous posts. She is a remarkable little girl. An area that I have noticed Haley having an exceptional gift is with the horses on the farm. Not just the horses, anything equine, such as the mules and the donkeys seem to all love her.
The horses seem to universally ignore me and most other people. I could wave fresh clover and juggle apples while completely naked and they wouldn't even glance in my direction. Haley on the other hand simply has to walk over to the fence and call their names. Soon, she has them all going all crazy for her affection.
I've noticed the "Haley Effect" on many occasions and have often wondered about her way with the horses. She doesn't feed them treats . She does talk to them and she does pet them gently. Is it her gentleness or something else that they like about her?
The Haley Effect only seems to apply to the equine breeds. Sarah, the resident barn cat, only tolerates Haley as much as she tolerates the rest of us. Pet her a little and scratch her ears a little more and she is about done with you.
Once picked up, Sarah quickly frees herself and goes looking for someplace else to take her nap. The other farm animals just ignore Haley as they do the rest of us. The one exception might be Zack, the goat. Zack thinks he is a draft horse and that might be the reason he likes Haley. If she's good enough for the rest of the horses, Zack figures she's good enough for a goat-horse like him as well.
That's my sister and I using Dad as a jungle gym while he's trying to read something technical and uninteresting to the two of us. Kelly and ire are rocking those footed Jammie's while Dad is sporting a classic ensemble of cuffed cords, fancy socks and penny loafers. Mom has always ensured that he dressed well. After all, he is her trophy husband. Isn't that so Dad?
Who's idea was the hat?
That's me on the right, the last time I was in charge. My younger brother is in the middle, still wearing a back cast. My older sister is on the left. Aparently, she had something tasty on her fingers.
I had an assignment on another site that required me to post some images of myself, when I was young. I knew which one I wanted to use, but it took me a little while to find it on a little used back up drive. To be honest, it took me a little while to find the back up drive.
As usual, when I finally gave in and asked my wife if she remembered seeing the drive, she reached out and plucked it out of thin air. I think she has a little magic running throuh her as she does this all of the time. She even teased me about it. "What are you looking for? You know I'll find it right away."
And, she did. She is the boss of me now.
Remember this portrait of me from a few weeks back? I was going though some images when I came across a picture that I tookt he same day. What sparked the connection is the little girl in the image I found was the same little girl that asked for my camera and took this image of me.
So, here is to Miss H. Sometimes I forget just how surprisingly good our younger photographers can be. Thank you Miss H. for reminding me.
I too find myself needing a moment to absorb a great piece of art. In this case, my uncle Eddie gazes at a Monet. We both admired Monet's choice to not have a level horizon. As photographers, the need for a level horizon is drilled into our heads and the deliberate slant is really refreshing.
Unless of course, the ocean then falls off of the left side of the painting. That would be terrible indeed.
Yesterday was spent touring parts of Columbus with my uncle Eddie. One of our great stops was at the wonderful Columbus Museum of Art, located near downtown.
I've shown you this glass and light installation before. It's brightly lit glass forms are one of my favorite experiences at the museum. Each time I visit the installation, I find something new and remarkable. This meeting was no exception. For the first time, my eye was drawn to the shadows being cast on the floor of the room.
Enjoy and have a relaxing Sunday. Uncle Eddie and I will continue our adventures today.