Thursday Doors, December 14 2017

Not only doors today, also windows and walls, but freshly baked. LJ woman reports. Apart from the last door, which you saw in my previous post yet, all of these were taken yesterday after my dentist’s appointment which cost me one tooth, with my mouth numb, wrangling my umbrella, wiping snowflakes off the lens and…

Day won

Day one of days won over here. Only took eight photos today and posting five of them already. I like this percentage. I wonder if it will hold. Photo: © signature mmm

To begin, begin.

A quick post to mark the date when I submitted my first anything to anything. To begin, begin. — William Wordsworth It has been on my mind for a while, to research all the millions of competitions, contests and the like, be it word or image-related. I’ve been saving links too. But I never did…

WPC: My cloud

Once there was a friendly temporary mass of vapours (my definition of a cloud). It crossed my path the other day, or I did its. It seemed to follow me around. Or I did it. We had a nice walk. lt made me pay attention to the sky more because I never knew where it…

WPC: A pick of peeks

The Garden is calling again and on Saturday I answered. Here are twenty Niki’s Tarot Garden peeks. Il giardino dei tarocchi (The Tarot Garden) is a sculpture park designed by late French artist Niki de Saint Phalle who lived in the middle of this park in the south of Tuscany and created the world around…

Are you watching?

Every new day is a reason for celebration. Here are my last ten days or so with a photo for each. New days should be greeted like new lovers and babies toddling along a table looking back to make sure we’re watching. ― Darnell Lamont Walker (quotation reblogged from Circadianreflections Blog) Go ahead, day, I say….

Side by side

If I’d thought it through, I would have done it in my yesterday’s post already: a side-by-side comparison of black&white vs. original photos. Not giving up on the green that easily. Once more, with feeling, I mean colours. There are some interesting points to it. Original photos have not been touched at all, apart from…

Who took my green?

Some weeks flow by faster than others, especially if you have work to do. Work, of course, is a relative term but making and posting one black&white photo a day for the Seven Days challenge qualified. I say making instead of taking because I don’t take photos in b&w, I only make them such later…

Thursday Doors, October 26 2017

The doors today are as fresh and as local as can be. And yet I’ve never seen them before. Not all: some of them – the first four – I pass on a daily basis. But then I took the turn I normally don’t and found a church. I’ve been living here for almost five…

WPC: Well rounded

I might have had this post almost ready before I even saw this week’s WPC theme, but there is something rounded on every photo so it more than fits. After having missed out on the challenge twice for no good reason, I had a glance at this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge theme that has been…

Miss&Fit

Yesterday I got a message on Twitter. No matter that it must have been generic and not composed with me in mind, something in me stirred. I think it was my misfit bone singing. It brought to mind the TED talk that I saw a while ago (thanks to the fellow misfit Charlotte at Zouxzoux who…

Seven black and white days

You might have seen it around, especially on Facebook, the black and white photo challenge. I have, half hoping I don’t get nominated because I don’t quite trust my b&w skills, but now that my bird-, Italy- and doorloving friend Liz from Fetching the World kindly invited me, I’m willing and ready to take part. You are…

Bring your game

Or why some think that Slovenians can’t have nice things: we break everything. But things change, sometimes with a bang such as we are witnessing now. I’m writing this on the day of the finals: tonight undefeated team Slovenia and (once defeated) team Serbia will play in Istanbul for the crown of European male basketball….

WPC: Waiting pays off

It is always good to leave some room for waiting. For the sun. For the miracle. For you to come along. “I’m a patient boy,” sang Fugazi. “And I wait and I wait and I wait.” Here is a previous post with examples of waiting from my life that includes this song. Not just me, the…

WPC: A little shop on the corner

This not so little and not really a shop is in the corner of Slovenia that not everybody visits. If history of usefulness is your thing, make a note. This is Kras, or Karst plateau, the region of Slovenia known for its caves, prosciutto and wine. This place is a sort of reward that a…

A quickie

Four days is the longest I haven’t posted, I believe. I need to rectify this before I wake up and Thursday Doors open. I’m swamped with photos, that’s the reason for not posting. When I figure out how to organise them, I’ll do it more often again. Especially after returning home on Sunday and settling…