tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49708390679672071822024-03-18T20:37:40.572-07:00Creativity's Flow.-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-64546889552001321212010-01-17T15:01:00.000-08:002010-01-17T15:03:00.415-08:00Leaf<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqByvBDLaDwXwqabrgFrlBt2ipjm_2vryaSKlHqPCX7t2aeTjhTrAhsClRFDmv_rfES83YR6DbT3rITaiBgtSqCMeOQRQPJR39_RQc096cIMfx2uwdRw7UApAdHprt2VTZNLxthO6pOo9/s1600-h/leaf.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427848052887042610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqByvBDLaDwXwqabrgFrlBt2ipjm_2vryaSKlHqPCX7t2aeTjhTrAhsClRFDmv_rfES83YR6DbT3rITaiBgtSqCMeOQRQPJR39_RQc096cIMfx2uwdRw7UApAdHprt2VTZNLxthO6pOo9/s320/leaf.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Messing around with the macro setting on my camera.</span></div>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-30559133543335056322010-01-17T14:59:00.000-08:002010-01-17T15:00:56.444-08:00Lion King Tree<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhIRhXdpAqgmoo_x4zd8B1XxqOCyEk0O8Ug3qGLRIPkNCi_BkE2T6-pANlvZAYlUmguQW41N6Ws2jwL_noCnPSYodNZBXh63dKTUVmZU_GwSJDcj-y9mydHEFcFYsMjfOQ84kTCoooZYG7/s1600-h/tree.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427847420086216418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhIRhXdpAqgmoo_x4zd8B1XxqOCyEk0O8Ug3qGLRIPkNCi_BkE2T6-pANlvZAYlUmguQW41N6Ws2jwL_noCnPSYodNZBXh63dKTUVmZU_GwSJDcj-y9mydHEFcFYsMjfOQ84kTCoooZYG7/s320/tree.JPG" /></a><br /><div> My all time favorite tree. </div>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-28812739525923002852010-01-13T13:17:00.000-08:002010-01-13T13:31:51.875-08:00A Different Kind of Reflection<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdhOcxJk91fstM1xFJ-QpSz6nXaUVPBiukiAygKZ60_YHhTBa2Yq7ouh6wErVg9CQKSyNvrKR1ZrU7JdqREXYJfPSIDYNGl-7sQq4fZUAdFzT8vK60WTxO4RE2l7wl4Qxx9-FUkk90Rw-l/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426339901948525986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdhOcxJk91fstM1xFJ-QpSz6nXaUVPBiukiAygKZ60_YHhTBa2Yq7ouh6wErVg9CQKSyNvrKR1ZrU7JdqREXYJfPSIDYNGl-7sQq4fZUAdFzT8vK60WTxO4RE2l7wl4Qxx9-FUkk90Rw-l/s320/Untitled.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My best attempt at working with the different filters that GIMP has to offer.</span>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-67452300780854941152010-01-12T11:48:00.000-08:002010-01-12T11:54:38.813-08:00Looking For The Girl<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCnKh5j6waDLrmIwen-sOYpPIocCNEZ6JVnU6O9zlEAJnALc9FuoTZL9-K7A9YGJhsudUy0iCJK83v_8tkToqarpJgcwtOCxAZkNpAj1Sjb41BL8K2cXyozbtdIFvYADsqlV_lzcfkMZpr/s1600-h/a+forest2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425943078698532130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCnKh5j6waDLrmIwen-sOYpPIocCNEZ6JVnU6O9zlEAJnALc9FuoTZL9-K7A9YGJhsudUy0iCJK83v_8tkToqarpJgcwtOCxAZkNpAj1Sjb41BL8K2cXyozbtdIFvYADsqlV_lzcfkMZpr/s320/a+forest2.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA8C10LPQyt1s4p2639hx2bK_6FzDATfn1lw9kE6AEbSQaolikZqsh54vcMtv3zHarAks2-t-xI-o5GN5QE_p2s5tUoZBI24otEcaKg9wlhH1DKyJ7neX3EuXDaCW-WRh7mb3qOdpVAzz8/s1600-h/a+forest2.jpg"></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This picture was inspired by The Cure's song "A Forest." It's about this man who is in a forest searching for this girl he sees, and in the end she was never there at all. He's alone. I love the idea behind the song and tried to recapture it in my own interpretation.</span> </div></div>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-26360432292585660962010-01-12T11:43:00.000-08:002010-01-12T11:46:30.617-08:00Reaching Out For You<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDV8uqp7yjLD_XJw6a0tCY9iGMoqd8rokyiXV600UUXDi08VYRqgM7sRDhiyrLWIYISkwBDg2G_-euWvAqy_rLRcxEQDGLeyKROc_5LEOnSRq52_6QHoX0r_7bXn1grLc70TR9sPIfe9Ni/s1600-h/reachingoutforyouscaled.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425941418915860626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDV8uqp7yjLD_XJw6a0tCY9iGMoqd8rokyiXV600UUXDi08VYRqgM7sRDhiyrLWIYISkwBDg2G_-euWvAqy_rLRcxEQDGLeyKROc_5LEOnSRq52_6QHoX0r_7bXn1grLc70TR9sPIfe9Ni/s320/reachingoutforyouscaled.JPG" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My first attempt at working with black and white with a pop of colour.</span>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-20319272404928152702010-01-12T11:31:00.000-08:002010-01-12T11:39:11.307-08:00"Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6HlxDWSapijZd-5otSHvaztsfmfQJD_WvdZA4_3vy6UXqlNKyI0zi4zOBjV3VWx7RH2Xb58NGGdVUiwenXHcNw4h9n7Lo_xVPxM6UCD7mtzj3dm4wn0bElnTfU97EtoZ0vBqSnYQaDge/s1600-h/stopscaled.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425938501789185106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6HlxDWSapijZd-5otSHvaztsfmfQJD_WvdZA4_3vy6UXqlNKyI0zi4zOBjV3VWx7RH2Xb58NGGdVUiwenXHcNw4h9n7Lo_xVPxM6UCD7mtzj3dm4wn0bElnTfU97EtoZ0vBqSnYQaDge/s320/stopscaled.JPG" /></a><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is a picture I took while being driven around in the streets of my town. It was the day after a huge snow storm and I thought the colors of the stop sign and the white snow were a beautiful contrast.</span></div>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-85107334114314797402010-01-11T22:33:00.000-08:002010-01-11T22:53:38.093-08:00My Heart<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg48ZSQCDEtipBJJaPt1O9C3fgk2SeR4-PsSUvNpFzU3rqvWk21cojNyfK2Bag_9I3ESbtYhHeRV3gA8EC0yCdPPDjXayzVjA8uILys0ANsOy5RjxjqBeYBmhAYWcDJtPk0nuwLAL0hp6LR/s1600-h/thisheartscaled.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425737954705731106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg48ZSQCDEtipBJJaPt1O9C3fgk2SeR4-PsSUvNpFzU3rqvWk21cojNyfK2Bag_9I3ESbtYhHeRV3gA8EC0yCdPPDjXayzVjA8uILys0ANsOy5RjxjqBeYBmhAYWcDJtPk0nuwLAL0hp6LR/s320/thisheartscaled.JPG" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Today, my friend wrote this on my bed frame. It's a lyric from my favorite song and I had to capture it. It's so simplistic but says everything.</span>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-10721555484373037052010-01-11T22:23:00.000-08:002010-01-13T20:43:42.215-08:00Only One Way Left To Go?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiX7k6HFE-JEFmVU34_ixlz1Gw98VWho68jt6CusWhRTVQF3aOcw21slT4HMZBzpIVQVOCcrQLSLZzT2s64ky61N9ip6Zi0CrFDiYxMGd53Ie-c1KMMP2YPWonZg3-2bUrnenu_rX8ab1P/s1600-h/tojumpscaled.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 299px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425735343886537970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiX7k6HFE-JEFmVU34_ixlz1Gw98VWho68jt6CusWhRTVQF3aOcw21slT4HMZBzpIVQVOCcrQLSLZzT2s64ky61N9ip6Zi0CrFDiYxMGd53Ie-c1KMMP2YPWonZg3-2bUrnenu_rX8ab1P/s320/tojumpscaled.jpg" /></a>Some days it just feels like you have to choose between giving up and jumping into the unknown or walking away. This photo almost captures the idea of sitting on the fence between both.-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-27684426849031307532010-01-11T21:52:00.000-08:002010-01-11T22:20:54.949-08:00"I've been looking at life with eyes half-open"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihzNjvUd8xM8bBIa0rX507oy7YrIM5y5O2dUQPTaM8Zb6kb0wAyNx8T7QLZtIvUyH601LK0VGlfIlX1iGyy1BrckLOF2OEw-lXQXQmy4VVhsa-v82pD1dS3EIaeVFu1jR4ez8ftP_lVPZo/s1600-h/treescaled.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425727299392028626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihzNjvUd8xM8bBIa0rX507oy7YrIM5y5O2dUQPTaM8Zb6kb0wAyNx8T7QLZtIvUyH601LK0VGlfIlX1iGyy1BrckLOF2OEw-lXQXQmy4VVhsa-v82pD1dS3EIaeVFu1jR4ez8ftP_lVPZo/s320/treescaled.JPG" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is a self portrait I took one day while in the woods behind my house. I utilized contrast to make the photo more eye-catching.</span>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-42960542871990308122010-01-11T21:35:00.000-08:002010-01-11T21:50:54.394-08:00Child's Play<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLxBZCxRrDeYsj2aHZlcXOYf4XzkGeiPbP1qjWd_54Ftk-tMGc4MQjvz2m_ZyQ415yPk6Bwj2DdDbLm3QdUDCWeFIZ7dIpTY7t2V32waCUdx4p8OSHmdRlImV22hb55AT7HI695fvDDOnu/s1600-h/childsplayscaled.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 231px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425723128776323602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLxBZCxRrDeYsj2aHZlcXOYf4XzkGeiPbP1qjWd_54Ftk-tMGc4MQjvz2m_ZyQ415yPk6Bwj2DdDbLm3QdUDCWeFIZ7dIpTY7t2V32waCUdx4p8OSHmdRlImV22hb55AT7HI695fvDDOnu/s320/childsplayscaled.JPG" /></a><br /><br />A flower of paper.<br />I adjusted the textures and shadows in this picture.-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-65848559695775308812010-01-11T21:31:00.000-08:002010-01-11T21:34:02.877-08:00"I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop I love so much"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjXZOZe4xBq1Cqfwl2xxBTPBPGzuiUQ9f_4CC34lEWUI_I8jtrPJ2sZgzP88iaMNi5dpfuvV41hCBNK8XSJe9AWpbsjjLpnzvcgd4cJx5lxSvQC3tkRKfe9cR0bkWuNMwS7k2J97tgRRpY/s1600-h/coffeescaled.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425721831323812658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjXZOZe4xBq1Cqfwl2xxBTPBPGzuiUQ9f_4CC34lEWUI_I8jtrPJ2sZgzP88iaMNi5dpfuvV41hCBNK8XSJe9AWpbsjjLpnzvcgd4cJx5lxSvQC3tkRKfe9cR0bkWuNMwS7k2J97tgRRpY/s320/coffeescaled.JPG" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Coffee and an inspirational message.</em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em></em></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em></em></span> </div><div><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></em> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em></em></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Nothing better in the morning.</em></span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4970839067967207182.post-85338771897375745222010-01-11T21:24:00.000-08:002010-01-13T20:44:57.566-08:00Sitting As The World Passes By<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5BkEH_-_R6FxO2tSz6Rbet_XrDcMNgzHtJn2VMJ91Iamg2kms6b7dFLBmX2wCyXB5F-YJnJ261PTg4XvuD6nAqLbGl3oL3lULKq2yVaeZ6I_Cj8pgeyzNaWMnNT_20NLCkqRTEzM3YGzs/s1600-h/sittingastheworldpassesbyscaled.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425720478373910162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5BkEH_-_R6FxO2tSz6Rbet_XrDcMNgzHtJn2VMJ91Iamg2kms6b7dFLBmX2wCyXB5F-YJnJ261PTg4XvuD6nAqLbGl3oL3lULKq2yVaeZ6I_Cj8pgeyzNaWMnNT_20NLCkqRTEzM3YGzs/s320/sittingastheworldpassesbyscaled.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There is so much beauty behind the idea of a bench, with this picture I tried to bring that out. </span></div>-jordanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06085033915530437601noreply@blogger.com0