124-136/365 Two Weeks of Catch Up
Catch up time! I promise to be short and to-the-point. However, if you find that this is tl;dr, then at least scroll down to Big Butter Jesus. You can’t go wrong with Big Butter Jesus. (For those new to my blog, I am doing a project where I upload a photo taken in the past either on today’s date or close to it. I had been ill for two weeks, so now I’m catching up.)
I learned that the knitted cap that he is wearing is called a beanie. I’ve never called it a beanie. I laughed because a beanie in my world was a cap with a whirligig on top. But apparently it’s called a beanie. I call it a knitted cap.
Scott McCloud, comic artist, came to my university and I photographed the event. His daughter kept saying he takes goofy photos. However, when I made this photo, all elements came into place and I knew instantly I had a keeper.
I was tired of making designs for the university that fit a traditional, stable, boring mold so I asked a student and now friend-for-life if she would pose for me for something a bit more edgy (at the time). She did. The hardest part? Keeping her from smiling!!!
The faculty in charge of capstones INSISTED on all the text. “I’m a designer, I know what I’m doing,” he kept saying as he looked down on me. At least it wasn’t like it used to be, all text with a “pretty” border.
A hotel was being renovated. I was new with photography and didn’t feel comfortable documenting their renovations. But I did take some reference shots.
Sometimes the vehicle in front of you on the road has a lot to say. I think this one kept saying, “Back off. Do you want to get dumped on?”
I was in Cincinnati with a friend who was having her project photographed by a craft book company. They had a ton of stuff on their shelves for possible photo ops. This is one of my favorite shots of their shelves.
Again, while in Cincinnati, I went with my friend to an antique store. I saw this doll with terrifying wings and couldn’t get enough of it. Over the years I have kicked myself for not buying the doll, but now that I see the photo again I know I could never have kept it. The wings. Angel wings, torn and abused. I couldn’t. I do have nightmarish dreams about this doll occasionally.
Near where I used to live was a pond sequestered off the main road. At times when I wandered down to this pond it frightened me. I heard the banjos from “Deliverance” many times, even though they were in my head. One time while I was walking down this way, two men were talking…two rednecks…and we all know that means DELIVERANCE.
A windy evening whipped the flag into an ethereal frenzy.
Oh my. Where do I start. Heywood Banks sings, “Big Butter Jesus.” I actually drove to Ohio specifically to see this because of Heywood Banks. And it was more frightening/amusing than he intimated. Luckily, in June 2010 it burnt down. I am glad I got photos before it did.
I love cemeteries and I love the statues in cemeteries. This small cemetery had a delightful statue of a child feeding the birds. I captured various angles but this is my favorite. It’s one of those that I almost deleted because of the flare, but it’s because of the flare that I ended up keeping it and loving it. I used it as the focal point in a digital art project:
Now I’m all caught up. Yay!