#Springflingers

 

Birmingham Alabama 

#Springflingers

MM’s definition

A flock of Migrating birds 

Solemn and still winter and I wait for signs of spring.  The sameness of days follow in a continuous stream while my attention drifts.  Suddenly on yet another unremarkable day the springflingers arrive.  They dip and dive, fling leaves about, screech greetings to friends and suddenly in a cloud they are up in the tree tops, then off. The first announcement of spring is always a celebration.

#grabatag

 Birmingham,Alabama 

I have been playing with how I perceive things and how I make them visible.  So, I’m weaving some together in a way that is fun for me to do. Today #grabatag is making its first venture into the wider world here.

#grabatag

Giving names to experiences and emotions to allow them to be perceived more deeply and easily recalled.  To hashtag the memory.

Ok the launch….

#Springflingers

#Springflingers

A flock of Migrating birds 

Solemn and still winter and I wait for signs of spring.  The sameness of days follow in a continuous stream while my attention drifts.  Suddenly on yet another unremarkable day the springflingers arrive.  They dip and dive, fling leaves about, screech greetings to friends and suddenly in a cloud they are up in the tree tops, then off. The first announcement of spring is always a celebration.

Many layers of Metaphors

 All different places…all different times

There are soooo many messages that come flooding toward me from the images when I do a photo collage.  The where I was, the experience of experiencing them, the push that had me out and about at that moment and I could add a big etc. here. BUT sometimes creating a collage…just makes my eyes happy.  MMM (Marcia M’s Metaphors) the trickle down effect of filling me with joy when I make my eyes happy.

Recipe for Gold Medal Monsters

Jocotepec  Mexico 

I have never been much of a cook but,  I have one dish in which I excel.  There are few ingredients and when done correctly it can fill me for days to come.  The prep time is but minutes.   I take a pinch of worry, add dark and a sleepless night .  Be aware this dish begins to rise immediately when the ingredients are combined.  I have seen it get so large it escapes my brain and slithers ‘round the room.  Once it has grown to that size, I have it to chew on for days to come.  My secret to this dish is that I MUST add the pinch of worry…without that the dish falls flat and I just drift asleep missing another award.

Playing or Producing

 Apine, Alabama. Jan. 22

I love editing photos.  It is, of course, a given I first love taking them.  But with editing I can take the picture/memory out, turn it in my hands and refine the moment in my mind.  The most joy comes when I am just PLAYING with the image.  When I am EDITING and struggling to produce something that’s HEAVY, often frustrating and honestly the only reward seems to come if someone “approves” of it.  But when I am playing with a photo the reward is the yummy feeling inside as the image unfolds. This photo is my current metaphor/reminder…go play.