I played with it in Picasa and then in Pixlr. I came back to Picasa and went back to Pixlr. I was seeing what happened and I sort of like the oddness of what I turned up.
First the last:
Next the third go:
And what came BEfore that:
And finally, the original photograph:
How rarely does one see this sort of photo?! I know it is a first for me. I enJOYed turning it first to a pencil sketch, fiddling along in Picasa, then into Pixlr... I liked what I came out with after Pixlr, but there was just something else I was looking for.
I found it in a dreamboard I made. It spoke to me of the thoughts in my head, mayBE at the moment the photo was taken, and mayBE over the arc of Timmy's Life.
I know I was proud and happy and, okay, a little bit scared, too. It was humbling.
There was a jumble of memories, hopes, and dreams that if I could open up my thoughts would look like the first of these, a little bit.
*[side note: Gracie and I got "attacked" by 2 dogs yesterday afternoon. we know the dogs and the whole incident was more just bad luck all round, but I got upended and landed hard on the cobblestone road and got a good knock on the bean, so I am feeling a little like gremlins are driving the brain bus today... it has taken me a really long time to write this and I can't tell if it makes sense "out loud" but I am going to fly with it anyway. any and all good thoughts or prayers for all involved will BE welcome. I feel really bad for the lady whose dogs got out; sad, too, for Gracie who is Now very timid and tender though NOT too badly hurt physically. it is mostly her crying that I can't seem to get out of my head and then there is my head... thanks for understanding if this doesn't make too much sense. xoxo]