Weekly Photo Challenge: Connected

connect |kəˈnekt

verb [ with obj. ] 

bring together or into contact so that a real or notional link is established


Literally connected:

Locks of love - Paris

Locks of love – Paris

Old and new virtually connected by my lens:

St Stephen's Cathedral and a newish neighbor - Vienna

St Stephen’s Cathedral and a newish neighbor – Vienna

Darkness and light connected here:

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The Spanish Riding School – Vienna

Connected by body language:

Jardin du Luxumbourg - Paris

Jardin du Luxumbourg – Paris

Connected by whimsy:

Cat and mouse - Passau, Germany

Cat and mouse – Passau, Germany


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Weekly Photo Challenge: Window

I guess we’ll count this post as a little detour from Vintage Christmas but I am thinking that I would like to take on the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge every now and again.

As the spirit moves me.

These are a few of my favorite window pictures – taking the subject literally, that is.  Some are looking in, some are looking out, and some are just plain looking at. If I come up with a good “window to the soul” image this week, I’ll pass that along, too.

Let me know what you think!

Pink House Green Shutters

Pink House Green Shutters

One of my favorite images of all thanks to the fabulous textures and colors.

Checked Curtains

Checked Curtains

And talking about texture – here it is in spades.  For some reason, though, this image makes me a bit sad.

Sailor's Window

Sailor’s Window

More shingles, including a hanger-on.  Bright colors against the dark make me like this one.

Clam Shack

Clam Shack

Weather beaten and oh so graphic.

Tiny Garden

Tiny Garden

I loved this tiny window.  Could it be more delightful?

Artemisia Kitty

Artemisia Kitty

I love the graphic nature of this one, too.  Meow.

From Darkness into the Light

From Darkness into the Light

Peace and beauty in one.

Rooster & Shoe

Rooster & Shoe

Old finds in an old window.  Looking out onto verdure.  Lovely.

Country Living Fair – New York – Re-Cap

COUNTRY LIVING FAIR - NY 2013 11I’m back from the Fair and wanted to give you all a look at what fun it was!  We had a terrific show, despite a monsoon – really! – on the first day and another monsoon on the drive home to Richmond (a not fun 9 hours in a rental van).  I would go back in a New York minute.  Our only regret was that we did not have time to visit any of the beautiful sights in the Hudson River Valley that we drove by every day as we commuted from Fishkill, NY up Route 9 to Rhinebeck,

And by “we” I mean me and my old friend Phylliss who came out of her well-earned retirement from nursing to ride along and be my helpmeet for a grueling 6 days.  I am pleased to report that she still considers me a friend after I worked her to death.

I took the picture above early on Sunday morning when I finally got the chance to get out of the booth and go nose around.  It doesn’t look too crowded here but, trust me, the crowds were soon to come.

First I want to show you a little slide show of how the GLITTERMOON booth turned out.  We worked all day Thursday and into the evening getting it set up.  If I do say so myself, it looked fantastic.

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And now, without further ado, here are some pictures of the Fair itself!  Please click on the images in the gallery to enlarge them and see the captions.

This husky fellow guarded the entry to our barn, #36.

This husky fellow guarded the entry to our barn, #36.

If you did not make it to Rhinebeck this year, don’t worry.  It was such a success that they have already decided to do it again next year.  I’ll be back!

Self-portaits. Kinda sorta.

Have you read the Glittermoon Vintage Christmas tagline (it’s the statement below the title of the blog)?  Where it says: “And occasional detours just for fun.”  Well, here we go.

I am almost finished the second installment of Alan Bradley’s wonderfully clever mysteries starring eleven-year old Flavia de Luce, a delightfully precocious child with a penchant for poison. The first was “The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie” and I urge you to go to your bookseller post-haste if you have not yet read it.  You are in for a delicious treat.

Anyway,  at some point in the one I am reading now, Flavia refers to one of my most favorite paintings of all time: The Arnolfini Portrait, which was painted in 1434 by Jan Van Eyck.  (Have I ever mentioned to you that I earned my college degree in art history?)

Here it is, in all its glory.

Flavia reminded us that Jan Van Eyck is believed to have painted himself in the reflection seen in the convex mirror in the background.  

He is the fellow in the red cap way in the back.  Almost inconceivable in its detail, the mirror features the Passion of Christ around the edge.  But I digress….

As I was writing the last post, Behind the Curtain, I got to thinking about all those little reflections of me that inevitably show up when I photograph Glittermoon Vintage Christmas.  And then I thought of the Van Eyck.

Perhaps my thinking is not exactly linear here but it seems to me that no matter the medium – or amount of talent – an artist leaves a little bit of his or her self behind in each creation.  That regardless of whether or not his/her image actually appears in the work, it is still a self-portrait of sorts.  So in every one of my photographs, greeting cards, or vintage Christmas pieces, you get a little bit of me along with it.   And I like that because I don’t believe that any “artist” creates an oevre to keep to themselves;  we do it to share with you.  What do you think?

Behind the curtain

Remember the climactic scene in the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy and the gang finally got to see the Wizard?  And there were all those scary special effects and banging noises and smoke that were meant to put everyone in awe of the Great Oz?  But then we found out, thanks to brave Toto the dog , that it was all just an illusion.  That behind the curtain, there was just a man running a bunch of machinery.  “Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!,” Oz bellowed to us.

For some reason all this  popped into my head when I was photographing this just-completed topiary yesterday evening.   That when you “look behind the curtain” as it were,  when I am set up to shoot pictures of my product, things sure look a lot differently.  

So here is a peek of what is behind the curtain.  Not terribly romantic, is it?  But, you know, somebody has to be back there pulling all the levers, don’t they?

Can you spy the Wizard?