Been sketching and playing around a bit with photo settings in between lots of interruptions of the sensory kind today. Sigh. Two days ago, I was chilling in the pool of my inner psyche. Today, I can’t get a full measure of quiet anywhere I turn. Such is life! πŸ˜‰

The picture never quite came out as I wanted and I never could scrape my words into a poem that satisfied. Concentration getting riddled with holes does that to me. πŸ™„ But, I did like the old-fashioned, grainy quality this filter lends so I figured might as well share it anyway. Reminds me of old dreams I’ve had of disappearing for a while in an old photograph, properly cloaked and chapeauxed, naturally. πŸ˜‰Very appropriate for my current state…

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