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Friday, 1 June 2012
CREATIVITY IS A VERY DELICATE FLOWER... represented here by A PEONY.
They write (amongst many other things): It is the ability to "think outside the box" ! I ask: WHAT BOX???? LOL.
"The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this:
A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive.
To him... a touch is a blow,
a sound is a noise,
a misfortune is a tragedy,
a joy is an ecstasy,
a friend is a lover,
a lover is a god,
and failure is death."
Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create -- so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating."
— Pearl S. Buck writer of the book " PEONY"
I must admit that as a 'creative',
1, being a night-person, my 'best' ideas mostly come after midnight!
2, it is an urge, not a choice... and
3.... as soon as you have 'problems', however small, with client, family, health... the first thing to GO is: my creativity! So please, tee hee, do not upset me, he?
Characteristics of the creative personality:
Creative individuals have a great deal of energy, but they are also often quiet and at rest.
Creative individuals tend to be smart, yet also naive at the same time.
Creative individuals have a combination of playfulness and discipline, or responsibility and irresponsibility.
Creative individuals alternate between imagination and fantasy at one end, and rooted sense of reality at the other.
Creative people seem to harbor opposite tendencies on the continuum between extroversion and introversion.
Creative individuals are also remarkable humble and proud at the same time.
Creative individuals to a certain extent escape rigid gender role stereotyping and have a tendency toward androgyny.
Generally, creative people are thought to be rebellious and independent.
Most creative persons are very passionate about their work, yet they can be extremely objective about it as well.
The openness and sensitivity of creative individuals often exposes them to suffering pain yet also a great deal of enjoyment.
Found HERE: California State University, Northridge, From Creativity - Flow and the Psychology of Discovery and Invention by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi.
I recognize myself COMPLETELY in this!
Giving my flowers SOUL? My Soul Flowers on youtube and Studio Flowers 2011
Why not take a few minutes, click on the links, sit back and relax, enjoy the beauty, you'll feel replenished?
THANX for ALL your comments and visits, so appreciated.
Have a wonderful day, filled with love and beauty, M, (*_*)
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Tuesday, 12 July 2011
OF GRASSES, COMPOSITION and THE GOLDEN RULE OF THIRDS.
GRAPHIC GREEN GRASS
TRICHOTOMY
MY 'INTERPRETATION' OF THE GOLDEN RULE OF THIRDS....
HAVE YOU EVER LOOKED AT THE SPLENDOUR OF WILD GRASSES?
Or should the title say, my 'interpretation' of it...
Lately I've had a 'rekindled' interest in the compositional rules...
It came through the curiosity and eternal question why certain images 'seem' to work better, please more than others?
My flower photography actually evolved out of that hunger to understand, ( of course it also had to do with lighting, the effects of colours, shapes and textures!)
I am still fascinated by stark compositions... and I love (need) new challenges...
The Golden Mean or Golden Section is a mathematical constant, a ratio that appears in nature and was discovered by Pythagoras in the 5th century B.C.E.
The rule of thirds is a compositional rule of thumb in visual arts namely painting, photography, design and across cultures and history, designers such as artists and architects, composers and poets have adopted the Golden Mean as a ratio that is pleasing to the human eye.
Rotation of plant leaves on a stalk follow the Phi (φ) ratio insuring that the same position is not used twice, affording optimal exposure of underlying leaves to sunlight.
In philosophy, especially that of Aristotle, the golden mean is the desirable middle between two extremes, one of excess and the other of deficiency. For example courage, a virtue, if taken to excess would manifest as recklessness and if deficient as cowardice.
To the Greek mentality, it was an attribute of beauty.
I know the 'rules of composition'... and personally, once I knew them... I loved to 'break' them... creatively that is...
This is a good site for information, simple and direct!
The last image is of YORKSHIRE FOG or Holcus lanatus.
On a tour in our garden last Summer, in between two showers, I found these grasses, they love this type of weather, thrive on it! Very common in grassland and moorland, also in waste ground and neglected gardens.
The birds must have brought in the seeds, or they glided in on the wind...
When I looked closely, I saw all the beautiful colours, the shimmer... the beauty!
The birds must have brought in the seeds, or they glided in on the wind...
When I looked closely, I saw all the beautiful colours, the shimmer... the beauty!
Decided I could make a lovely, strong and graphic design, comp in camera.
Up close and personal, there's beauty in everything? (well most...lol.)
During a stop on our outing this Summer, last Sunday to Malham Moor, the views were stunning, the silence deafening, the sky high, the grasses glisteningly waving on the breeze...
I'd taken my shots and was just enjoying everything, while Paul was still busy (aah, the joy of both being photographers... we understand and have a lot of patience with each other)
I looked at the verges and discovered grasses, amongst the abundant Yorkshire Mist (www.flickr.com/photos/9550033@N04/4422947132/in/photostream ), I had never seen.. picked three and photographed them for you...
Now last weeks grasses, well, not wanting to throw them away, I put them in some water, to my surprise, they flowered, well, as you can see, different stages.
Sadly they are gone now, the pollen not so good for Paul!!!
For years I 'experimented' in the studio, to get that Flemish painter's light? Well, I was born in Flanders, it must be in my blood? LOL.
NEW!!! A NEW TREAT HERE, a second choice of some of my images:
youtu.be/IzRM4viw-7g
Lead and enjoy a good life, do and say things that enrich... and do not forget to tell the people close to you, how much you love them!
With love to you and thank you for your time, M, (* _ *)
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Saturday, 25 December 2010
A CHRISTMAS STORY...
We relaxed in front of the fire, to unwind and enjoy, before going to bed.
The previous night a dusting of snow had whitened our world, the day was bitterly cold with a biting frost.
I heard a tinkling bell in the silence of the night, a slight knock on the door...
I opened and there was Father Christmas, he was on one of his pre-Christmas rounds, to see how 'good' everybody was, what they deserved, or not... (he doesn't always get it right, but maybe that's his helpers?) and he had been caught in a blizzard!
Saw our lovely inviting home...
I quickly invited him in, he took of his hat, the gentleman that he is... I saw how wet and icy it was and offered to hang it up to dry.
I fixed him a hot drink, we sat and chatted, he asked how my photography was going, (he really does know EVERYTHING!), was I happy with my new camera? And why had I not waited... he would have put one under the tree for me...
I blushed and confessed that I'm not the most 'patient' of people. He smiled and stroked his beard.
Well, warmed up and dry, he was ready to go, lots to do, deadlines to meet, gosh it all sounded so familiar...
A hug, I waved him out, another bell-jingling, ho-ho...then he was gone... that's when I woke up!
I wish you all the very best, may your wishes come true, and thanx for all your kind words, time. Very much appreciated.
M, (*_*)
I am a Featured Photographer In the Hall of Fame HERE:
www.flickr.com/groups/1579256@N23/discuss/72157625511641635/
I say a few things...
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Why not view the set as a slide-show?
Also I often upload more than one image at the same time, I see a tendency to only view the last uploaded...
Another fun Blog HERE: magdaindigo.blogspot.com/2009/11/light-in-dark-season.html
Friday, 12 February 2010
VALENTINE'S....
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THAT'S AMORE

ODE TO LOVE.

AAAHHH... THAT FIRST CARESS!!!

THE LOVE KNOT

OLD FASHIONED VALENTINE.

ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE.
IT IS LOVE WEEK!We all want to fall in love.
Why?
Because that experience makes us feel completely alive,
where every sense is heightened, and every emotion is magnified.
Our everyday reality is shattered and we are flung into the heavens.
It may only last a moment, an hour, or an afternoon,
but that doesn't diminish its value, because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives.
- From the movie "The Mirror Has Two Faces" -
Where there is love there is life - said Mahatma Gandhi.
A LOVE KNOT has "no beginning, no ending, the continuity of everlasting love and binding together or intertwining of two soul or spirits."
I took quite a few images, was again ‘inspired’.
‘ODE TO LOVE’ is my ultimate Valentine for this year.
When you are in love, you don't want ANYTHING to stop... I could have danced all night.
Remember, LOVE is NOT JUST FOR VALENTINE'S DAY!!!
There are 365 days in the year... LOL.
Sometimes a caress... even more memorable than the first kiss? That gentle, furtive touch?
Each time I think... that's it, there's only so much you can do with flowers... and yet again and again, I'll see something new.
Being creative is not a choice... it is an urge in me.
READ MORE HERE, new Blog: magdaindigo.blogspot.com/2010/01/about-innovative-creativ...
AND HERE:
magdaindigo.blogspot.com/2007/04/at-all-times-love.html
Have a wonderful day, filled with love and thanx for your visit, M, (*_*)
Saturday, 22 November 2008
YVAN, ex-and impressions. Series of portraits of one man and many hats. One afternoon in the life of a photographer.

He spent a lot of time in France over the years.
As a young artist, he transformed a van into a camper van, drove all through Europe and North-Africa.
When he saw something inspiring, he’d climb on top of his van and paint until it was finished or dark.
In the South of France he encountered a French lady of the aristocracy, she taught him a lot about pigments, making your own paints, painting with your hands and palette knives.
He would tell me about the gorgeous smells of linseed oil, resin, right down to Indian cow’s urine.
A joy to have in the studio.
From the series: Ex- and impressions.
THANX, M, (*_*)

YVAN le BAVARIAN.
In this portrait, Yvan went all German for me.He spent time all over the world in his quest for perfect glass-making.
Switzerland and Germany were amongst the countries that he visited.
He is such an interesting man, full of stories. You'll get to know him better...
He mainly talked about the fatty food and the beer.
Ja ja , Meine liebe Damen und Herren, more to come, great fun we had.

YVAN le SAGE
The studio was set up; I knew what I wanted from that session,
Yvan and his partner arrived, he put on a hat, and tried different personages, once we'd decided, I put him in place, let him do his thing, made the composition and took the images that I wanted.
Some, like this one was just a one off.
Yvan is a very profound man, with a few beautiful philosophies.
His father had died, suddenly, on a Sunday morning, sitting in his favourite chair, his fishing gear ready to go out on his weekly outing.
That's how Yvan found him.
He was very serene about it, we talked and he said to me: ...my father and I had always spoken all the words that were needed, nothing was left unsaid, all was well...
Wise words of a sage that I carry with me always.
Think about it!
Do and say what you want to do for the people you care for and say what you want them to know!
It could be the only solace you have....

YVAN the ASCETIC.
I can tell you why we have been friends for so long, I respect Ivan, we are both idealists.
He did well in his artistic career, got very good reviews and successful exhibitions, when he was invited by Unicef in Paris, along with other young painters.
They wanted to make special Christmas postage stamps, and thus raise money for their charity.
So, he had to present them with some of his work.
He was very excited and set of for Paris, in his camper van, these were still his traveling days.
He arrived and parked in between all the BMWs, Mercs, big cars, took his portfolio and walked towards the entrance of the imposing building.
Once in, he looked around and saw all the marble and expensive finery, turned around and strolled out.
They don't need me here! he said.
He never looked back, it was not fame he was after, just to live of his Art and enjoy what he was doing, and he did, on both counts.
True story.


YVAN le TRAPPER.
Here, he gave a whole impression of a Russian trapper, looking for his pray or was it his way?
He had us rolling with laughter, he is just so witty, the accent spot on, some Flemish words 'Russianised'...
The lighting again was an interesting challenge, because of the hand, ah well I'm sure you'll let me know if I've pulled it off!
He had us rolling with laughter, he is just so witty, the accent spot on, some Flemish words 'Russianised'...
The lighting again was an interesting challenge, because of the hand, ah well I'm sure you'll let me know if I've pulled it off!

YVAN le TERRIBLE.
It was getting late, almost the end of the shoot and the hoot.Ive always said it: 'Ç’est dure la vie de modèle'
Ivan had, like most people, underestimated the strain of being at your best in front of a camera for a couple of hours.
We had a short break and then a few more shots.

As you see, he was very straight faced, telling me all the things that would happen in my future, none of which came true, except that I had found the love of my life, Paul and that there were other men in my life... indeed, my sons, and two fantastic male friends
( see here: magdaindigo.blogspot.com/2007/04/friendship.html ) one of which he was one...
You didn't have to be a clairvoyant, nor need a crystal ball to see that.
All the different hats also meant shifting the light settings, each time a new challenge, a new exercise.

YVAN le FORTUNETELLER.
Don't ask me where he got this hat from, but needless to say there was a lot of laughter going on.As you see, he was very straight faced, telling me all the things that would happen in my future, none of which came true, except that I had found the love of my life, Paul and that there were other men in my life... indeed, my sons, and two fantastic male friends
( see here: magdaindigo.blogspot.com/2007/04/friendship.html ) one of which he was one...
You didn't have to be a clairvoyant, nor need a crystal ball to see that.
All the different hats also meant shifting the light settings, each time a new challenge, a new exercise.

YVAN le CHARMEUR.
Often he'll say hello first, you'll look and think do I know this guy?
That's all he really wants I suppose.
I've always thought that if you were to approach him, he'd just crumble, hehe.
The real Ivan is not at all like that, well he is charming in a very gentlemanly way... and no, I am not a 'feminist'!

YVAN le RACONTEUR.
After a cup of coffee, we were all set for the last shots.
In the seventies, Ivan had a second fantastic gallery, set in beautiful countryside, along a canal.
There, you met the locals and farmers, sitting next to the nobility and local aristocracy, often in deep discussions
A French camera crew was making a film with the great Jacques Brel in the area; they sent a delegation to ask Ivan if there was the possibility of some food.
Never one to say no to a challenge, he agreed, called his wonderful mum.
The village baker provided him with huge loaves of fresh brown bread; from a farmer he bought an enormous cured ham on the bone.
He was struggling in the kitchen, when a man popped in and asked him if he could assist?
Reluctantly Ivan passed him the knives.
The guy started to cut very thin slices, neatly from around the bone.
Ivan, in surprise, watched the precise, meticulous and perfectly executed gestures. He said jokingly; looks like you've done this before.
Without stopping or looking up, the man replied: " Indeed, I'm a surgeon in a Parisian hospital, had my holidays, they needed a doctor, I liked the idea of experiencing how a film is made!"
True story.

YVAN le BRAWLER.
We met Ivan regularly and each time he was wearing some other headgear.I remarked he must have quite a collection and that we should have a photo session.
Always game, he agreed, a date was set and he arrived with a whole suitcase and a bag full of props.
He completely got into the different characters, depending on each hat.
It was the most hilarious shoot I ever did.
I'm still surprised no shots suffered from camera shake, we were laughing so much.
Here he was ranting away in American, giving me a piece of his mind in no uncertain terms, on politicians(in general).
He'd had an exhibition in Washington...
He is a very peace-loving man!

YVAN la TERREUR.
Proof that EVERYBODY can look 'mean' and 'scary'... even the kindest of people!He had really taken a shine to my sunglasses, now because they are 'mirror' and very dark, you cannot see the eyes and that instills fear in people because our eyes say so much, we read a lot into them!
Friendship is important in life, in my experience, true friends always leave you with a sense that your batteries have been recharged... if you feel 'drained' after they've gone, have a rethink!!! LOL.

YVAN le BIKER.
A couple of years ago, he decided to buy himself a bike.So often he'd suddenly arrive on our doorstep, always a very welcome guest.
He's on his second one now and gets so much pleasure out of it. Meandering through the small picturesque roads of Flanders, he enjoys a nice pace in everything...
The tough biker with the soft centre.

YVAN le FRIEND.
No matter how long we've not seen each other, since we both moved around quite a bit, we always pick up the 'thread' where we left it... it is like we've never been apart...
Keep smiling, keep shining,
Knowing you can always count on me
For sure
That's what friends are for
For good times and bad times
I'll be on your side forever more.
That's what friends are for
I never thought I'd feel this way
Well you came and opened me
And now there's so much more I see
And so, by the way, I thank you.
And then for the times when we're apart
Well, then close your eyes and know
These words are coming from my heart
And then if you can remember
Keep smiling, keep shining
Knowing you can always count on me
For sure
That's what friends are for
In good times and bad times
I'll be on your side forevermore
That's what friends are for...
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All the best for now. Take care of yourself and your friends, cherish them, they are rare!
Thanx, M, (*_*)
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