
Thank you for noticing.

Thank you for noticing.

‘Well, Arthur, that doesn’t look like glass to me’, I can hear you all muttering to yourselves.
‘Well, I suppose that neon lights are indeed tubes filled with neon gas, so I guess this really is a picture of some glass’, you might be thinking.

‘Well, that is certainly beautiful, but it doesn’t look like glass to me’, is what I am guessing you are now thinking.

‘Oh come on now, that can’t be glass… you are just messing with us’, is what you want to say now, to which I reply: ‘Oh, but it is glass… and I don’t think I like your tone!’.

But this post is all about glass. This is one of those macro photos I took of a project from my glass blowing class. And I took it using two glass lenses in my camera.

Not only that, but I took the photos on a glass-topped table in my backyard. Throw in a few magical digital filters, and we are making art from glass, the making of which constituted art, as did the photography itself! So there.

I know, they would be as useful for doing handy stuff… but think how fast we could run!

These might actually be as useful as hands, I do believe.

Well, you could always get the lids off jars at least…

I have started to take double photos with my phone when the light is fading. I take one where I touch the screen to focus the camera, and one where I don’t do that…

I am not sure which is a better photo, or which is a better representation of the actual sunset.

So… uh… I guess I figured I would throw a tree in there?

This is Ginger Snap.

One of the other security officers brought her in, and I got to spend some time with her.

She is a sweet little dog.

And she cheered me up on an otherwise crappy day.

I do have a correction to make. In the last post in this series, in which I am playing around with macro photography, I said that I had used the smallest of the macro lens spacers. The 20mm is not, it turns out, the smallest one.

These photos are taken with the smallest one… the 12mm.

I am still not sure which of the three sizes take the best close up macro photos.

Or if it is possible to take photos just like these with the correct distancing of the camera with a regular or zoom lens…

But I know I love these photos.

I am still planning on taking some macro photos of stuff around the house and garden, and then cropping them down to one very small area, and turning it into a game where you have to guess what the photos are of.

I might also take the macro lenses down to that pavilion in Balboa Park in San Diego, and take some macro pictures of those crazy-beautiful orchids they grow there.

Who doesn’t want to get up close and personal with some orchid sexy bits?

I do also agree with my older daughter, who says that most of these photos seem a little on the dark side. Sticking the lens right up against stuff tends to cut off the light source. Yes, I can lighten them up in Photoshop, but for now, I am just getting used to the macro lens spacer thingies.

These are all pictures of that ‘fire bowl’ I made in my glass blowing class.

Just a few photos I took on my phone…

From right outside the guard house where I work…

Keeping the rich people in the exclusive private community safe from poor people… like me. That, is a bird of paradise flower.

I don’t know what the green blob over on the right is. I think it is the waning sunlight doing something weird on the lens.

It isn’t the worst place to work, even though I hate it when it is busy. There is a lovely fountain shaped like a giant vase, that splashes outside my door. The flowers hang from the eaves of my little guard house.

I see lots of birds, and the occasional coyote running by.

I listen to classic 70’s hard rock when it is slow, and a British pod cast called: My Dad Wrote A Porno. You should check that out.

And of course there are the colorful hot air balloons sailing by overhead.

So yeah, it could be worse.

Arthur Browne is unequivocally the most healthy human being to ever have a blog. He has the constitution of a horse, the legs of a super model, giant hands and feet, a lovely singing voice, and eyes you could fall into. He weighs almost the same amount he weighed in high school, and is almost as tall now as he was then. He still has all his hair, plus some extra hair growing on parts of his body that never had hair before. He is that virile.
If Mr. Browne would eat more fruits and vegetables, he could well live to be over 9,000 years old. He is a sexy man, and I would date him if he wasn’t my patient. He… wait… what? Oh, he is also very humble. This is his… uh… my official medical record for Mr. Browne.
Doctor Arnold Brownestein.