M and I took a row around the pond yesterday evening, enjoying the quiet just before and after sunset. For once the neighbors weren’t mowing or chainsawing or target shooting. The guys up the road who put together smashed up cars for the demolition derby weren’t revving their engines. The only sounds out there were the birds settling in for the night, the oars dipping in the water, and the occasional murmer of our voices.
Taking photos of the reflections in the water made me see the world in a different way. Upside down, for sure. Sometimes the ripples would give the reflection a painted effect. That led me to playing with some of the photos in Photoshop. (The two photos above were not ‘shopped. All of those below were, adding a painting-like effect to them — either “dry brush” or “palette knife.”)
The joy of all mysteries is the certainty which comes from their contemplation, that there are many doors yet for the soul to open on her upward and inward way.
~ Arthur Christopher Benson