LuLu turned 4! As many of my readers know, LuLu has been very obstinate about using the toilet. If you are new to me, listen, she is my fourth kid. All the others were nice and complacent and trainable. And you have not met LuLu. So, as a last ditch effort to get her to realize that she is going to half to get bigger, whether or not her or I like it, I let her know, very casually, that when she turns 4, she has to start wearing panties and use the potty. I really did not believe in my method, but like i said, it was last ditch effort. We may have mentioned this to her every other day, but certainly did not bombard her with this news, only when her birthday came up in conversation. It must have come up enough for her to embroil this into part of the birthday festivities, because the day of her birthday she wore panties. And has not looked back. No accidents, no issues with No.2, no wet bed at night. Seriously. I totally got the best birthday present ever. But I sure wish she would stay little a little bit longer……
On a train ride from Dresden, Germany to Lorrach, Germany, just outside of Basel, Switzerland, I took what I would consider “Fly By Shots” Because, really, these European trains fly. So much the US could learn….
A part tow, so to speak, of Drive By Shootings. These are still Drive By’s, but are cropped to take out all the stuff that made the image less appealing, to me.
I have children. 4 of them. Ages 16, 11, 5 and 4. And I am an artist. Being an artist and having many young children makes creating restricted. I do not have my own studio, so I had to come up with ways to create without leaving a trace. Not just because of messes, but because I did not want my children to get into anything. When I received my camera 5 years ago I realized that I could create, have little mess, take it with me and even include them.
Some times the need to create comes upon you in strange places and odd times. Having my camera with me helped me to have that outlet whenever the need arrived. As a parent I find myself in the car. A lot. So I began placing my camera on my shoulder to capture what I saw and what the camera saw. Here are some the first images that came out of this experiment.
What, did you think this was going to be something about politics and people and how its just been very sad to see how this has brought the worst out in so many. And the fact that its not as if my life’s happiness and success depend on who is in office. It should never, regardless of personal situations, be a dictation of how well you live. Well, its not a post about that at all. It is the last challenge I received. Negative Space. So I came up with a few.
And because I see nothing positive about this space:
I hope you voted!
I am so behind in this photo challenge. But it turns out I have been the only one doing it, so they just quit. The last three were long exposure (which I could not figure out how to do without my tripod as one of my kids ran off with a crucial piece of it, you know that piece that actually attaches the camera to the tripod?). So this is what I got. It looks like I was drunk and howling at the moon. But I would like to note, as I try to redeem myself, these are reflections of the moon on the water. I was actually making an effort in doing something slightly out of the box.