It’s been said, “A picture paints a thousand words.” Believing that can sometimes be true, I had my technical crew obtain this photo to add impact to today’s highly-anticipated blog.
Since I know many of my readers log in to my entries for the expressed purpose of gleaning technological insights, I’ll divulge the secrets to the processing of this capture.
1. Professional photographer snaps a series of pictures. This shows great foresight on the photographer’s part. Somehow he knows it usually takes between 35 and 50 shots to get one of the guy in the plaid shirt to turn out.
2. Photo is included in an article describing the exhibit the manila-folder-holding artists contributed to.
3. A thoughtful fellow color pencil artist sees the article and passes the link on to me.
4. Since the photo doesn’t show up on my phone, we open my laptop and viewed it there.
5. Seeing as how I can’t remember how my daughter taught me to take a screen shot
on my computer, and my staff is on an extended lunch break, I enlarge the image on my laptop screen and take a photo with my iphone. This creates an unintended bonus. My pants now have a bit of a corduroy look, just in time for autumn.
6. Next comes the transfer from phone to laptop, so I can drag the picture onto my blog page. A little white cord makes this fairly simple.
Feel free to make a print of these instructions for your own use. You may be finding yourself giving inservices on technology one day.
So, why the photo? I wanted to follow up on the life of my latest drawing, “Lepidopteraphobic Rhinoceros.” In our last episode, the composition shook off the disappointment of not being accepted into an exhibit, and entered and was accepted into another.
Not only was the piece accepted, but it received the “Best Of Show” award. I was obviously honored, humbled and grateful. If you doubt this, look at my wardrobe.
The slacks (fancy word for “pants”) not only don’t have holes, but they aren’t even jeans!
My shoes, which aren’t pictured, aren’t tennis shoes. They were still comfortable, but not tennis shoes. Be impressed.
Speaking of “press,” PLEASE appreciate the fact that my shirt has buttons AND was pressed! It’s true. I located my iron, plugged it in, waited for it to heat up, laid out my shirt and proceeded to try and remove more wrinkles than I created.
Not wanting my seatbelt to mar my handiwork while making the trek across my great state of Michigan, I went the extra mile and placed my shirt carefully on a hanger. Did you know automobiles have a little hooky thing that holds hangers? Mine is in “like new” condition. Check your owner’s manual under “Little hooky things” for instructions on proper and safe usage of this little bell and whistle.
As you can imagine, this was an exhausting event for me. It provided an emotional and inspiring lift to me as an artist. I wish I didn’t need that. It also gave me an opportunity to deliver a short speech on the topic of my work. Speeches force me to delve into a little introspection regarding why I invest time and energy into creating.
The most difficult aspect of this adventure was having to place my still fairly wrinkle-free shirt into the laundry basket. Thankfully, I have the photo evidence to sustain me.
Just as I was completing this blog, I received an email with the actual photo captured by the photographer. Better? A bit, but the corduroy effect is completely lost.
