Q&A : The Photographic Interview

"When you crop the photo, you tell a lie." ~ Doug Coupland

"A photo is a creation. " ~ Eva Herzigova

"Sometimes I do get to places just when God's ready to have somebody click the shutter."
~Ansel Adams

Sh1ft.org Has been running some new and different Photo challenges.. The brains and the brawn behind the sight is Tracey a 28 year old wife and Mother of two from Sydney Australia.. she says that the sh1ft.org projects is her labor of love.. her own special way of bringing photography to people, and people to photography... Thanks Tracey for all the hard work you put forth for the ones of us who visit your Sight!!

1. What is the first thing you see in the morning? ~ Did Y'all really want to see a picture of the back of Dave's head? I thought not! I am pretty much blind till I have had a cup of coffee anyway....
The first thing I really see every morning is my chickens... I always have coffee in the chicken garden.. I know you think it smells bad but I have herbs and blooming plants planted in containers in all of the paths between the different pens.. It's a great place to watch the sunrise with coffee and sometimes a friend...

2. The biggest thing to happen to you recently/soon? ~ Someone .. gave me a pig... I have only rarely had the gift of a living breathing thing!.. I love animals.. I am tickled me to death with my new gift.. I love her.. Pork Chop.. she is still a little skittish around people.. but yesterday she took some pea hulls from my hand and today she let me scratch her hiney.. I happen to know that pigs love to be scratched..I'll win her over by scratching her back..



3. Your best mirror shot.. Let me tell you .. there are no good mirror shots when it comes to me.. I rarely look at myself in the mirror and My daughter almost fell over when she realized I had actually made a photo in the mirror for this blog thing..


4. The person that you see the most in a week ~ That poor over -burdened soul would be Dave.. I sometimes think we see too much of each other..Maybe tomorrow every time I walk passed him I'll close my eyes..I will have him close his too...



5. Your favorite shoes.. I really hate shoes..
I do wear flip flops when I have to.. or when I can get away with it.. I have them in all colors...


6. Your favorite meal.. I love Grits and eggs.. I prefer the eggs fresh from the hen too.. I also love a sliced tomato along with my meal of grits and eggs.. I will take bacon or ham or even sausage if it's there and cooked but I can make a meal off of grits and eggs..



7. The color of your eyes.. People always comment on my eyes.. to me they are just eyes and lately they are old eyes at best.. They are Blue.. Blue.. Blue..
My eyes are blue...


8. Your favorite place to be on a Friday night.. My favorite place to be every night is at my own home.. I love to sit outside under the car port/patio/gathering space in my hanging swing chair and swing as I listen to the sounds of nature..
I guess I am odd to some people.. I like home better than anywhere else!


I have managed to get a photo for the answer of each question..
Please visit sh1ft.org to check out their newest project ideas. I can think of a few people right now who love taking pictures and who would enjoy the projects.. I won't name you since I know... you know who you are!! Now I'm going to swing in the cool night air!
I hope you enjoy some small glimpses into my world!
Have a great Night..
Patsy

Poetic Wednesday!

"There are two kinds of writer: those that make you think, and those that make you wonder."
~Brian Aldiss


"Forget all the rules. Forget about being published. Write for yourself and celebrate writing."
~Melinda Haynes


"I write for the same reason I breathe ~ because if I didn't, I would die." ~ Isaac Asimov


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Today's poems are all written from different types of prompts that have been sent to me. You will notice that each is different in form than the others. I haven't had much time to write this week. I have been busy with Everyone getting ready for my Dear Husband's Birthday. Yes he's old. Or at least the children say we are. But I have surely missed the time I normally spend writing. Next week I'll have to try and catch up! I hope you enjoy the poems today. Have a wonderful Day!
Patsy


"you'll write in RHYME~ and weave your magick in my mind.TEN LINES ONLY you have to write and cast your spell on me tonight." ~ storm goddess

The Day After Today

Droplets of Mist from a stormy night.
Teeth prints left from a rabid dogs bite.

A jingle of coins both silver and gold
A short man' s beard hair twisted and old.

Sprinkles of Nightmares creeping in the dark.
The song I ripped from the throat of a Lark.

A spell on another you asked me to weave.
But I have spelled you like you'd never believe.

So run along now and plot where you may.
For you will cease to exist the day after today!

written By:
Patricia Sawyer
11-4-2008
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"Do you dare to enter? 13 words, dark." ~ Zel

Imprisoned

Darkness wraps itself
Around My heart
Raping my spirit
Keeping me it's prisoner.

written By:
Patricia Sawyer
10-17-2008

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"I know everybody has had a tear or two run down their face. Express it in poetry, a healthy outlet." ~ Ativan

My Life Filled With Pain

I hide behind a crooked smile.
Many times I would rather cry.
I feel as if I have no friends.
Ignored by my family.
Trampled on by those I most Love.
My life filled with Pain.

My life filled with Pain.
So long since I wore a smile.
I pretend I don't love.
I try hard not to cry.
Where are my Family?
Do I have any friends?

I used to have friends.
My life filled with Pain.
I need my Family.
I fake a lonely smile.
I refuse to Cry!
I am searching for love.

Do you seek someone to Love?
Do you search for friends?
Are those tears that you cry?
My life filled with pain.
I would like to see you smile.
Don't you have a family?

We can't always count on Family.
Some don't know how to Love.
They don't notice that you don't smile.
It's hard to count on Friends.
My life filled with Pain.
They might notice if you cry.

So many times, alone I cry!
I hide it from my loving Family.
My life filled with pain.
I shower them with Love.
I hide it from my friends.
I show them all my crooked smile.

I cry silently for their Love.
My busy family and friends.
My Pain hidden behind my smile.

a sestina
by:Patricia Sawyer
10-15-2008

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"Hmmmmm...I like flowery words too. Patsy, you do a fine job even with less words! I see all of the poems as if they were pictures in my head. Try these when you are bored...40-50 words (rhyme if you like) escape, travel, love"~ Sunshine

Love Again!


Travel the lonely road.
Kiss a few frogs!
A toad?


Escape the daily drama
Unless you have kids.
You're Mama!


Seek and search and find
A true love?
Never mind!


Does it exist at all?
Can anyone really
truly fall?


Escape the pain!
Don't travel alone!
Let true Love reign.

written by:
Patricia Sawyer
11-12-2008