In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge:
“From Every Angle.”
The tiny single flower caught my eye along side of the dock.
I’m glad I took the time to photograph this. Looking forward to seeing how it’s changing, or if there are more, later in September.
A close-up, side view of the tiny flower in Lake Charlevoix, Mi
A tiny slipper shaped flower growing in water next to the dock.
A look inside the pretty speckled yellow and orange flower.
After further research, I decided to reference, Artfire.com. where I found the definition of the flower, and its medicinal uses by Bonnie Klisiewicz Bartley.
“The Jewel weed grows up to five feet tall and likes a cool shady environment,
often along a river bank. There is a clear, liquid inside the stems and along the
nodes. This sappy liquid is often applied to the skin as a relief for various irritations
like poison ivy and insect bites. The morning dew sparkles on the leaves like little jewels because they are water-repellent, thus giving it the name, Jewel Weed.”
iPhone Photography by Tresa Meyer Clark.
Meyer Clark Studio 2015
To Learn More about Bonnie Klisiewicz Bartley, the “Soapsmith”, visit her facebook page.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Inspiration.”
Inspiration to create can come from where I feel balance. Balance in a color scheme I’m working on, or even in that feeling of accomplishment. Completing a challenging day at work, then returning home to receive a big hug from my husband where he meets me at the doorway, every day. And of course, the colors of the light, softly painted into an amazing summer sunset at the Northport Marina.
What inspires you?
Thanks for reading! YOU are awesome! Bye for now,
Photo by MeyerClark Studio. Inspiration: Sunset at Northport
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Half and Half.”
It was a quiet morning at the marina on Beaver Island. I decided to photograph the morning light and capture the stillness of the water, and its reflections from the lighthouse. This is Lake Michigan on a misty, gray morning in June. As I stepped off
the boat onto the dock, I remembered a photography tip from my Dad, “watch the horizon line, make it straight.” I quietly walked down the dock to an open boat slip, not to disturb the other boaters still sleeping. Normally, I don’t divide a landscape image in half
when I compose a shot, but this time it was a perfect opportunity to blend the sky
with the water.
Beaver Island Chart
Beaver Island is a great boating destination if you want to get away from crowds of vacationing people from down state, what we refer to in Michigan as, “fudgies”. It offers great sunsets, and a laid-back atmosphere. It is approximately 30 miles off the coast, with two ferry services from Charlevoix. It is the largest Island in Lake Michigan.
More information about its history, recreation and Beaver Island Boat Company at Beaver Island.org
Hand Painted by my Step Mom, Jeanette
I remember my first painting classes. When I was around 15 years old, I was invited to attend a ceramic class with my Step Mom to see if I liked it. This was a vessel she painted. Yes, I was feeling so happy to see it again sitting on the breakfast table last weekend, when we went up north to help my parents launch their boat for the season ahead. So, I couldn’t resist, I had to frame up my shot to capture the pitcher on the table, and the glow in the room. After all these years, she still has the woodland design pitcher with the yellow and brown mushrooms that she so skillfully painted. Hopefully some great memories of those classes we have yet to share. The peanut butter Cheerios tasted better than usual that morning! Thanks, Mom.
Photography Class – Day Five
Solitude & the “Rule of Thirds.”
We’re excited about today’s theme, solitude. In addition to thinking about what it means to you, also consider the placement of the subject in your shot. How can you interpret the state of being alone, or a lonely and uninhabited place?
Solitude: Language… has created the word ‘loneliness’ to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word ‘solitude’ to express the glory of being alone.
Sunrise in October on Lake Charlevoix, by Tresa Meyer Clark
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Scale.”