Sunday, December 24, 2006

Spin



Model: Me.
Photographer: Laura.

Waiting


Model: Me.
Photographer: Laura.

Resting by the Water

Model: Me.
Photographer: Laura.

Run


Hannah running.

Light on Seeds


I took this. I just like how the focus is, and the colors.

Coming


Laura took this when me and Hannah were walking up.

Fall's Hidden Smile


Model: Me.
Picture: Laura.

Blur


This is Hannah walking in my cloak. I liked it, even though it's blurry.

Green Dress


This is my prom dress I wore to my 16th birthday.

Pink, Brown and Blue




I took this in springtime in DC. I don't know why I didn't post it.

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Blue Night


Liv Tyler as Liagiba. :) This is probably more an ETOLT 2 picture. Or maybe a moment from her scene in the portal with Jrohest. :)

Absence


This is me as a character, Jane. I originally set out to do a painting, but then it turned into this sort of grudgy picture. I like it though.

Jane's story is a bit complicated, but I'll try to simplify it. In a storm somewhere in the Atlantic around 1780, she falls overboard. Over in 2006, a man named Brian--a drunken, past-haunted guy who is one of three working for the coast guard on a small island off of FL--finds a girl washed up on the shore after a big storm. He, very unwillingly, takes her to his house until she is better. She ends up staying there because he does not hit on her like the other men on the island and because there's something about him that makes her want to help him. Many fights and beatings later, they end up falling in love. Just about then Jane notices that she has a hard time grabbing hold of things, because her fingers slip on the object, and sometimes even go through it. She figures out that she is a ghost, and gradually she starts to fade away. But of course, a kiss reverses the curse, and Brian is given the chance to save her life and win her back.

I really love the characters and the plot, probably because it's different than anything I've ever done. (I spent a lot of time debating over making her a ghost.) I write about them with Abigail, and maybe someday, when we have a life, I'll actually make a book out of it.

Meanwhile, here's the picture.

Model and editing: Me.

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Spin

Laura Potrait




Her foot is moving, but I like it.

Phil


Philip, my lil' brother.

Sitting


I've decided that I'm not going to do borders for a while, because it's very bothersome to edit something and then go to get a print and have to go back to GIMP to crop out the boarder. We'll see how long this lasts.

Model: Laura and Melly
Picture: Me.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Romans 12:2


Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.
Romans 12:2

Model&Base: Philip, photo by me
Textures: resurgere

Grin


Philip. :)

Baby Hens


I love this one, because of the focus.

Rider


Mokachee and Hannah again.

Foreshadowing


Hannah and Mokachee.

Pastures of Plenty

Horsies


Rasbaska and one of the ponies.

Interest


Hannah and her horse, Mokachee.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

March


Photo: Laura
editing: Me

Horseback


My picture on the horsie.

Daughter


We wanted to get a picture of Hannah and a cannon, and this nice gentleman volunteered himself to stand with her. He looks like her father, or grandfather.

Thought&Silence


One of our calvary friends. I love this picture.

Drummer Boys


Photo: Laura
Editing: Me

Death Before Submission


We were running around playing and this soldier ran up to us and grabbed the flag, calling, "Nono! You have to get the good side!" I thought this actually fits Hannah's personality rather well. *wink*

A Moment of Peace


I liked this one because the guy was just sitting there and I snapped it. And he looks in place and stuff. It just came out pretty good.

Butterman


We took the bread and homemade butter in a basket and walked around offering it to people. In one southern camp, this older, backwoods looking soldier said in his backwoods, heavy southern accent, "Bread'n butter! What'w'd be bettar? Mmmmmmm! Those folks don't know what thar missin'!" And as we walked away he called us back and asked for more. Later we came by and gave him a third piece, because we liked him.

Cannon


Picture: Laura.
Editing: Me.