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silverflight8) wrote2012-06-11 01:58 pm
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FIRST: flowers! (I fixed the alt attribute, but all the tooltips will say something like "best of (2 of 10)" - I gave up. Going to fix that next time).
Roses by a lamppost! So there's this strip of green next to a parking lot (heh) and as if to make up for its terrible location, it's been planted with flowers. Profusely.
See? Parking lot!
It looks a little like a bell, now that I think of it.
Looking north along the little strip garden. Truly, the angle makes this place look like it's a small-town college.
Same spot, but with a little more height - you can see the upper floors of a condo in the top, left of the lamp post. Also, flower petals on the ground. They are all falling ;_;
It's hard to tell since I dialed back some of the yellow-ness, but I took these shots near sunset (about seven-thirty or eight these days). The strip of garden runs north-south, and backs up against the west side of a building, which is why it was such a good spot - the parking lot doesn't cast shadows.
This one took me by surprise - it's one of those perfectly-framed, perfectly-adjusted photos that need no post-processing at all...
The texture is so real looking. It's such a common phrase in fiction, "soft as rose petals", but this picture actually looks it. Wilted bits aside, I mean.
After photographing the photos above, I wandered around campus some more. The light faded too quickly, though, and you can see here that there are buildings blocking what little there is. There was a couple bickering behind me, so I just shot a few and ran away.
SECOND: calligraphy (GUESS WHICH SERIES I'M FIXATED ON)
sdfjkl there's problems like: where is the rest of the poem in copperplate? (oops!) and why does the last line of copperplate slope down? Robert Frost's poem is one of the ones I've memorized, so I just used that for practice. (The two hands are supposed to be regular Italic and Copperplate, but I think it's more of a bastard copperplate hand than anything else, honestly.)
At first I was trying to practice, and ruled lines for it, but ruling lines sucks. I hate it. I always end up with not-quite-but-almost parallel lines, so that when I get to the end of the line my hand's cramping because the lines have gotten incrementally smaller and smaller...very unpleasant. So I gave up on that and started practicing flourishes, which is much more fun. (A little excerpt from Tennyson in the middle, if you're wondering). Flourishes work best on capital letters, so I was looking for names - this is my explanation for having Elua's companions and such appear.
Roses by a lamppost! So there's this strip of green next to a parking lot (heh) and as if to make up for its terrible location, it's been planted with flowers. Profusely.
See? Parking lot!
It looks a little like a bell, now that I think of it.
Looking north along the little strip garden. Truly, the angle makes this place look like it's a small-town college.
Same spot, but with a little more height - you can see the upper floors of a condo in the top, left of the lamp post. Also, flower petals on the ground. They are all falling ;_;
It's hard to tell since I dialed back some of the yellow-ness, but I took these shots near sunset (about seven-thirty or eight these days). The strip of garden runs north-south, and backs up against the west side of a building, which is why it was such a good spot - the parking lot doesn't cast shadows.
This one took me by surprise - it's one of those perfectly-framed, perfectly-adjusted photos that need no post-processing at all...
The texture is so real looking. It's such a common phrase in fiction, "soft as rose petals", but this picture actually looks it. Wilted bits aside, I mean.
After photographing the photos above, I wandered around campus some more. The light faded too quickly, though, and you can see here that there are buildings blocking what little there is. There was a couple bickering behind me, so I just shot a few and ran away.
SECOND: calligraphy (GUESS WHICH SERIES I'M FIXATED ON)
sdfjkl there's problems like: where is the rest of the poem in copperplate? (oops!) and why does the last line of copperplate slope down? Robert Frost's poem is one of the ones I've memorized, so I just used that for practice. (The two hands are supposed to be regular Italic and Copperplate, but I think it's more of a bastard copperplate hand than anything else, honestly.)
At first I was trying to practice, and ruled lines for it, but ruling lines sucks. I hate it. I always end up with not-quite-but-almost parallel lines, so that when I get to the end of the line my hand's cramping because the lines have gotten incrementally smaller and smaller...very unpleasant. So I gave up on that and started practicing flourishes, which is much more fun. (A little excerpt from Tennyson in the middle, if you're wondering). Flourishes work best on capital letters, so I was looking for names - this is my explanation for having Elua's companions and such appear.
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(Anonymous) 2012-06-11 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)My favourite of those is the overblown rose... that is heavenly, I can almost smell it...
The petals have that wonderfully velvet fragility of the gone over... and the wilted ones give a lovely contrast..
I see you found the bright pink Lambs Lugs.. a perfect contrast to the grey kerbstone.
Calligraphy I enjoyed.. I like being able to play with all those different nibs. And being careful to hold it always in the right way so's you could do thick and thin lineswith the same nib. Fun twas... You've done well. and I love the name Ysandre de coursel. and Josselin is a very medieval town not all that far from here!!!!
Thanks so much for these ones Silverflight, how v ery kind and thoughtful of you. I am feeling less beaten down... and have achieved quite a lot... despite creaking around a bit. Am sitting in a comfy chair with a shawl over my legs, Light cream mohair...gorgeous. and then I shall take my tablets and go to my lovely flat comfy bed. Then get up and start more springcleaning!! done the upstairs I am pleased to say... walls washed and all. phew.
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So that's what they're called! I feel like I should go round with a gardener or someone like you to help point out what the flowers are...I only know the most general categories, like "rose" and "daffodil" and the like.
The thick script is using those nibs, and the thinner one (the copperplate!) is with this devilish pointy pen which splays open for thick bits. It took me awhile to learn how to not just make inkblots! One wonders how the old writers managed to write quickly and neatly...no wonder penmanship was so much more important before!
AH HA! I bet the author went and found names from maps of France :) Now I want to visit *flail* You are in Brittany, I think?
Augh, spring cleaning? Isn't it almost summer? (And does that excuse us from doing more cleaning?) Then again, the satisfaction of having clean things is also important...