photograph by christina sweet . sweet designs
7.05.2009
6.22.2009
beauty in the little things
half through my day at dad's i wandered off in to the yard to capture the surrounding nature.. at first glance you see spider webs, stickers in the grass, guy junk, i.e.: bikes, old broken chairs, well organized heaps of "junk" or maybe treasures...
i've had a fascination with trees for about a year or so. i LOVE photographing trees and can't wait to plug in my memory card and play. intensifying the contrast, the color saturation. this is of a tree in my dad's yard, contrast and saturation x two.. i love the colors it pulled out.
i took pictures of many more things that i plan to print and mat for my dad for a gift later down the road. i know for some it's hard to see past the organized mess, to relax and see the good in things when things are down. this tree to me resembles my ability to.
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sisters.. although we hardly see eachother the forever bond is there. 1200 miles apart isn't nothing when compared to the long winding road we have traveled, while lliving together and apart. circumstances out of our control but learning tools for future prosperity and inner-peace. strength.. pride.. inner and outer beauty to compare with no other. love you.
happy fathers day dad..
early sunday i got a call from my sister jj and met her rach, lil d & c for brunch at the crystal palace with dad. it was a fun time. we laughed, joked and ate too much. three of my favorite things..
later that afternoon we packed up the kids and went to my dad's to take the girls swimming and bbq for dinner. i barbecued andouille links, chicken/bell pepper links, carne asada, zucchini and yellow squash. we added a little parmesan cheese to the veggies after pulling them off the grill. it was a great day full of laughs and best of all my dad had all his kids in the same place. what more can you ask for??
photograph by christina sweet : sweet designs
6.14.2009
i'm an artist. i've always found it hard to admit or title myself as such. i consider the word 'artist' to be of the highest honor and held with a high level of respect.
i've painted since i was 10, my mom came in to my barricaded room one day and found that i had painted donald duck on my wall, after her initial shock we ended up with alice in the kitchen and living room and snow white and her little guys in our bathroom along with many more canvas pieces around the house. my mom's encouragement and down right demand for more has helped me get to where i am today. my first mural job was at age 15. it was 23 characters on a nursery wall, walking down a long road from a castle. i look back at pictures of it now and cringe. i see all of the errors in my youthful technique. everything sold colors, no shading and all outlined in black. the typical child colorbook style art.
i've traveled a long distance from the castle steps, evolved through time and experience to find art in my own write and learn to appreciate my ability for what it is.
artwork by christina sweet : sweet designs
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