Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Candle, Candle, In the Night

Somehow, Mr. Murphy of Murphy's Law fame always finds me just when I think life will be a -bit- more settled...

One of the things he sent along last week was a blackout that lasted about an hour in weather that could easily steam wrinkles out a shirt, humidity-wise. Not that the heat was far behind either.

So I decided to be productive, as I've been artistically -barren- for a few weeks and that always puts me in a bad, bad mood. Or at least as productive as weather a fish wouldn't feel out of place in would allow. And that's the thumbnail below:


We had a candle on the glass table outside; the reflection was too good to pass up. Now if only I could remember my exposures from film class...