So, we're back! We left a day early to get ahead of Tropical Storm Hanna, because the risk outweighed the reward of staying indoors while it rains!
I took almost 1700 pictures while there, just to catch little nuances of sunsets, the Angel Oak, Rainbow Row, and pretty much everything else!
It was such a fun trip! My husband was very patient with me, while I stayed taking pictures of things that had probably become very boring for him after my 100th shot! We did a carriage ride, toured the Sea Turtle Hospital at the SC Aquarium, and so much more. My husband also got to play out in the ocean, since we stayed on Folly Beach, so that was bonus.
Only problem is, when we were finishing packing the car Friday morning, we noticed something strange...someone else partied in our private pool the night before, leaving wet sand from the ocean, beer cans and bottles, and shredded toys and floats (presumably from a dog)! Had to have been the quietest party ever, though, because we didn't hear a thing!
Creepy!
Anyways, I'll be getting my new photographs loaded into Picasa and then onto one of my web sales sites soon. Might take awhile, considering there are, literally, almost 1700 photos! Keep checking back on my site, and follow the links to Artist Rising, Red Bubble, and Image Kind.
Thanks for your support! And if you buy something, I'll love you forever (and give you a discount on your next purchase)!
B. Brannen
http://sites.google.com/site/athousandwordsphotoandart
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Revisiting an Old Photograph
Have you ever picked up an old photograph, one you took a decade or more ago, and let it bring back the feelings that you felt when you first took it?
I recently emailed someone I knew twelve years ago, and only briefly, if only to make that short time more real. No, not for any romantic reasons, but for sentimental reasons. Surely the person does not remember me, but I remember being ecstatic at the attention I was shown when we knew each other, even if I was likely the only one who felt this way. It is not like I wondered about this person every day, every week, or even every year, but when I did, it was a good memory. I was self-confident in a time when I never was, and all because of how I thought this person thought of me. How wrong I was, but in the moment, it was perfect.
It's sort of like having to read the end of a story, having to know the ending, and cursing yourself for putting down the book or leaving before the closing credits roll on a movie. It may not end like you wish it would, or it may be better than you could have ever dreamed. But you have to know, either way, good or bad.
My email to this forgotten person was well-received, and the response was very kind. I'm glad to know that my misplaced feelings were misplaced with someone who has, after all these years, treated them gently.
It's not like I haven't moved on in 12 years. No, I've gotten married, am planning to have children soon, and have a life for which anyone would beg, kill or die. I just had to see how the story ends, even though I know it has two endings, theirs and mine. The two stories split long ago, and although there is a new twist, the stories will never again merge.
And even if my communication with this person ends here, today, it is still perfect. I already have a my true love and, perhaps, a friend.
Twelve years later,
B. Brannen
I recently emailed someone I knew twelve years ago, and only briefly, if only to make that short time more real. No, not for any romantic reasons, but for sentimental reasons. Surely the person does not remember me, but I remember being ecstatic at the attention I was shown when we knew each other, even if I was likely the only one who felt this way. It is not like I wondered about this person every day, every week, or even every year, but when I did, it was a good memory. I was self-confident in a time when I never was, and all because of how I thought this person thought of me. How wrong I was, but in the moment, it was perfect.
It's sort of like having to read the end of a story, having to know the ending, and cursing yourself for putting down the book or leaving before the closing credits roll on a movie. It may not end like you wish it would, or it may be better than you could have ever dreamed. But you have to know, either way, good or bad.
My email to this forgotten person was well-received, and the response was very kind. I'm glad to know that my misplaced feelings were misplaced with someone who has, after all these years, treated them gently.
It's not like I haven't moved on in 12 years. No, I've gotten married, am planning to have children soon, and have a life for which anyone would beg, kill or die. I just had to see how the story ends, even though I know it has two endings, theirs and mine. The two stories split long ago, and although there is a new twist, the stories will never again merge.
And even if my communication with this person ends here, today, it is still perfect. I already have a my true love and, perhaps, a friend.
Twelve years later,
B. Brannen
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
So is it just me, or should Google Sites be google-able? I've been running into this problem...I can find myself by my screenname, or by typing the full name of the photography biz in quotes, but I can't find myself on Google otherwise. It's sort of depressing. It's like, you go to all this trouble to create a site, upload a million pictures, and then no one ever sees it. Have you had any luck with your site? Or have you had similar trouble as me?
Leave me a post to let me know what you've done to make your site google-able and successful! I can use all the help I can get!
And please, I beg of you, check out my site at http://sites.google.com/site/athousandwordsphotoandart and pass the word to all your friends. I also take requests for specific photos.
Thanks a mil! (And this of course, is all assuming someone is actually reading this!)
Always,
B. Brannen
A Thousand Words Photography & Art
Email Me!
Leave me a post to let me know what you've done to make your site google-able and successful! I can use all the help I can get!
And please, I beg of you, check out my site at http://sites.google.com/site/athousandwordsphotoandart and pass the word to all your friends. I also take requests for specific photos.
Thanks a mil! (And this of course, is all assuming someone is actually reading this!)
Always,
B. Brannen
A Thousand Words Photography & Art
Email Me!
Monday, August 11, 2008
Photography Trip to Charleston
So I'm heading out for my first official "Photography Trip" at the end of the month. Official meaning my camera doesn't suck and I'm going with the purpose of taking really awesome (hopefully) pictures for the benefit of others and perhaps my wallet. Usually it's just a vacation with a lot of camera-time, as opposed to taking photos for the express purpose of sharing them for all the world to see, or at least those who happen to frequent my site.
I'm terrified to some degree that the new work won't be well-received, or even viewed. However, I'm so excited, as this may be my last full-length trip for awhile, as my day job doesn't exactly lend itself to a lot of time away from the day-to-day grind.
It's hard being an artist sometimes, isn't it?
Anyhow, leave a comment, a thought, a critique, or a compliment. Pass me along to all your friends a family. Just make sure you treat me gently...in the words of the great poetess, Jewel Kilcher, "I'm sensitive and I'd like to stay that way."
With love and photos,
B. Brannen
A Thousand Words Photography & Art
Email Me
I'm terrified to some degree that the new work won't be well-received, or even viewed. However, I'm so excited, as this may be my last full-length trip for awhile, as my day job doesn't exactly lend itself to a lot of time away from the day-to-day grind.
It's hard being an artist sometimes, isn't it?
Anyhow, leave a comment, a thought, a critique, or a compliment. Pass me along to all your friends a family. Just make sure you treat me gently...in the words of the great poetess, Jewel Kilcher, "I'm sensitive and I'd like to stay that way."
With love and photos,
B. Brannen
A Thousand Words Photography & Art
Email Me
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