A Sunday at home

On Sunday afternoon, the weather was just awful, windy, rainy, grey. So I took my new pentax camera, the one that takes close-up photos and started looking for subjects around the flat. There was an insect on the window-pane, so I photographed him :

And then I remembered some photos I had seen on flickr and turned the camera to my eye! And this is what I came up with:

I held the camera about two centimeters from my eye. Isn’t it spooky?

Then I posted the photo on flickr

and 185queens came up with a cutout, (an image which is predominantly black and white, with the original colour elements showing. Usually created in a photo editing software such as Adobe Photoshop) something that I didn’t even know existed before I joined flickr.

I must say that I like the cutout better than the original photo. On the cutout, you can’t say I hadn’t had enough sleep that night :razz:

squared circle festival

I’ve told you how crazy I had become about squared circle and mentioned that Leo Reynolds aka LeoL30 on flickr had much to do with that obsession. Besides having posted almost 8,000 circles to the the squared circle group, he just came up with this great movie in which he “only” used 347 photos.

I just love it! As for most YouTube clips, you’ll need flash to play it.

Saturday Photo Hunt : soft

Sheep
I touched him and he was soft and clean

At Hermival les Vaux, near Lisieux in Normandy, there’s this large animal park where they have wild animals but also in a field, farm animals that children can see up close and pet. This soft and curly fellow was there.

Blurry baby

A visit to Poissy, some twenty-five kilometres west of Paris, which I pass every time I go to Normandy, but where I had never stopped set me remembering.
Poissy has a beautiful church, la Collégiale, and also quite a large and interesting Toy Museum, where I saw this blurry baby. I wish I had been more patient when taking this photo as it would probably be crisper.

I had two of these celluloid dolls and at the museum learnt that they had stopped making them because they were highly flammable. One of my dolls had a broken nose and was my favourite. I read them stories and liked them much better than a fancy doll I was offered at one point.
They were such good listeners!
My grandmother had knitted this baby a red and white outfit, including a little hat and I really cherished that doll. When my daughter was born, I knitted her red and white clothes just like that little doll’s.

More of my Poissy photos here