That is a macro photograph of my daughter’s eye that I took. As we proved in an earlier post, she has my eyes. Ironically, that means she also has an eye for art. She has Art’s eyes. Seems like there are a lot of jokes and puns I could do here.
That is the pattern on the dress Mollie wore that day, when we were playing around with my camera.
That is Mollie’s hair.
And now, some more of the shots Mollie took. A flower.
A stained glass window.
The same window. As I said earlier, I really enjoyed following her around as she took pictures. I noticed that she took a lot of shots of things I had taken earlier, when she was doing something else. Artistic minds think alike.
I took some photos of the same window… all the rest of these pictures are ones I took.
It was an awesome day with my kid. I don’t see her as much, now that she is away at college.
Moss.
Granite.
A leaf.
Wood.
Nature is magical, and interconnected. The magic is in the little pathways that tie all things together. Like passing down a love of art to your daughter. And eyes that change color.
Pouring My Art Out 