Stories

An Alice Composite

I've acquired the nickname of "not feeling it" in one of my art classes. I am known for starting a piece , completing 90% of it, and then ditching the idea and switch to something else. I do not just do this in art class. There are many digital artistry pieces sitting on my desktop at 90% complete. 

I started a comepletely different piece for the March Shift Art challenge before I abandoned it. I worked on it for about 6 hours, and I'd say it's about 80% complete, but I just wasn't feeling it. I'll finish it eventually, because I think it will go with another piece that I have already created for my final portfolio review. 


Alice: How long is forever?

White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.


I am on a fairytale/storybook kick lately. I completed a rendition of Little Red Riding Hood last month and have plans to work on three additional pieces for that collection. So, why not change directions to what I'm being inspired by lately. All the pieces I am creating are not direct interpretations of the original stories they are my imaginative take on them, because I believe the imagination is the best art tool any artists can use. 

Alice in Wonderland was one of my favorite childhood books. I still adore it, and absolutely love the movies Alice in Wonderland, and Alice Through the Looking Glass. I have been wanting to create my version of an Alice composition. 


Sometimes Just a Second

Once again, Alice finds herself in Wonderland, only this time she is stuck in the watery depths of the corridors of time. She desperately holds on to her timepiece as she is being pushed from door to door because that is her only portal home. 

©2018LisaKerner

The Real World of Art

I've learned a few things since entering the art world. Things that are faux pas to talk about; the hidden truths that stand in a world of creation.

 In collaboration with Gabriel Olude, The Gabriel Collection.

In collaboration with Gabriel Olude, The Gabriel Collection.


The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live.” 

Auguste Rodin


The art world is a lot like high school...

There are clicks, and favorites within the art world(s), and if you as an artist are not in the "in group," good luck being recognized. It's hard on the heart when an artist puts their work on display for the world, and no one seems to care. Silence.

ALL artists want recognition. We shouldn't be creating art for others, BUT honestly, we do. Artists want other to see our works and to love them, or relate to them, or even outright hate them. We want people to feel our art in some form, or fashion. So, to be invisible is hard... H.A.R.D ...hard! Hurt.


Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant, there is no such thing.  Making your unknown known is the important thing.” 

~Georgia O’Keeffe


Too compare, or not to compare.... 

I've read post, after post, about how we as artists are not suppose to compare our works with others. Reality says we artists are people who constantly compare our work with others questioning why her work is "better" than mine? Why was his work was featured, and mine was left at the bottom of the pile? We compare because it all circles back to wanting the world to feel our art. To tell an artist not to compare their work to others is not logical. I have a friend who labeled me as a cynic. My respone? I am not a cynic, I am a realist. Comparison is real, especially in the art world. Confused.


Creativity takes courage.” 

~Henri Matisse


Creating to create...

If these two things exist unequivocally in the art world, how to move past them must be the question. As an artist we all strive to master the comparison theif. Because, if you don't master it, then defeat will become your new creation. But, of we move past it we can experience a freedom like no other. FREEDOM!!

The Beauty of Art and Breaking the Rules

To me the beauty of art is that, as the artist, you can take any creative measures you want. Sure there are rules in art, but when it comes to creativity, rules are always meant to be broken. Every new area of art is an example of this thought process. Realism, to Impressionist, to Post-Impressionist, you can clearly see the rules breaking for the creation of art. 

The same holds true for photography. There are rules when taking photos, rules when editing photos, but ultimately it is all up to the vision of the artist on what rules to follow, or to break. I break rules all the time, and I LOVE it. It is in the rule breaking that I find myself to be the most creative. 

“No man has the right to dictate what other men should perceive, create or produce, but all should be encouraged to reveal themselves, their perceptions and emotions, and to build confidence in the creative spirit.” ~Ansel Adams

There are those that see the above shot as cheating with editing. Some people have said that editing a photo at all is cheating. All photos over the lifespan of photography have been edited, and manipulated. The darkroom was the place to manipulate photos through the exposure of light to the image before digital photography took over the world. And now, digital processing is the new rule breaking generation to create an entirely new era of photographic art. 

The number one rule of rule breaking... do not lie about it! Own it. Be proud of it, but do not try to pass off edited photos as "what the eye sees" photos. Technology has made people incredibly smart and they know a scam when they see one. All of these photos are mine, and are heavily edited because I LOVE the editing process, the creative freedom in shaping beauty. 

"It's not what you see, but what I want you to see." ~Ansel Adams

The Wandering Road

I have an obsession with roads. It's an obsession that took root years ago. I didn't understand my obsession until we moved to Europe and began our journey of wanderlust, and then I realized the road represents to me all the possibilities ...adventure, suspense, thrill, anxiety, wonder, hope, dreams. The road symbolizes the ability to transport yourself from one culture of diversity, to another. It defines what could be, if we have the courage to step out of our comfort zone and into the unknown of the the wandering road. 

And fly away from here
Anywhere, I don't care
We'll just fly away from here
Our hopes and dreams
Are out there somewhere
~Aerosmith - Fly Away From Here  

Follow my road journey on Instagram at #thewanderingroad

I'll be visiting these lovely communities... join along...  Song-ography, Wordless Wednesday, and Little Things Thursday

Life Thru the Lens 1/52... here's to a new year of doing change

We had a a few inches of snow right before the New Year. Which, I find ironic because my first post, at my new space here, was filled with snow scenes. Do you remember that post? It was all about my word for the year... Action. I etched words about moving from one dream to another, and letting the wisps of fear trickle through my core and out the door of my soul. The funny thing about fear, it "always travels where hope dreams." 

I am a dreamer by spirit so I envisioned action as a measure to crack the fear of failure and make my dreams come true. However, action in 2015 was fulfilled in my life as simply moving through the chaos of another day; a day where I had no control over my life. Action, as in, it's all about His dreams, and not mine. Action, as in, how to wrap my mind around the fact that I have no real understanding of the scope of His plans, and be willing to step forward in trust. 

That kind of action was H.A.R.D. The kind of action where my dreams did not seem valid, or worthwhile, because reality says I had no say in my life, and what happened. The kind of action that released my control, and my dreams to His control, and His dreams for me. That kind of action is real, that kind of action is life changing. 

I have absolutely no idea what my life will look like in one month, one year, one decade. And, that scared me. It made me feel lost, and out of control. It made me feel worthless in His eyes and numb. Until, New Year's Eve, when Blue Eyes looked quizzically at The Thinker and said, "So it's official! You are homeless. You are carless. And, you are jobless." Without missing a beat, with frenzied enthusiasm in his voice, he said, "So, 2016 should be great! Because I have no where else to go but up."

Two words have be bouncing around in my soul for the last month and I had no understanding of their meaning until he said those words. Doing and Change. Do is a verb, and by association I often placed doing in the verb context as well. However, doing is a noun that means.... action; performance; execution. And, change is a verb that means... 1. to make the form, nature, content, future course, etc., of (something) different from what it is, or from what it would be if left alone. 2. to transform, or convert

During 2015, I slowly lost the ability to dream. It was painful to continue to dream when all of my dreams had been stripped away. So, I decided to become laissez-faire about it and just let the tides of life take me where they may. But, because I am a dreamer by nature that left me floundering for any sense of balance. Dreams were a way to control my present, and my future. In that control there was no measure for the undercurrent of change. It was my dream, the way I envisioned it, or there was chaos.

Over the last month or so, I somehow traveled the abyss of anger, hopelessness, and sadness to fin that I have come to an acceptance that releasing my dreams for the unknown is an unearthly idea that I can never fully comprehend, and Im okay with that. In The Thinker's proclamation, I realized that dreaming is the essence of being open to the uncontrolled change in my life that would not happen if I do not have the courage to step forward in unfaltering faith. 

Because, dreaming is natural, but to hold on to your dreams so tightly that there is no margin for change is the recipe for catastrophic failure.

What that looks like, doing and change?  I have no idea. But, in doing change I am open to the possibilities while still allowing my soul to dream in a fluid and flexible manner.

And so, the 2016 adventure begins....

PROJECTS FOR 2016 ...two 52 in 52 photography series.

Still life photography has quickly over taken my photographic world, and I want to learn as much as I possibly can in the short time frame of a year. To do that, I feel the need to have a focus to keep me centered instead of hopping down any rabbit hole that comes my way. Therefore, one series will be a still life collection about a passion of mine, coffee. 

I love roads and the unknown of the crest of the hill, or the bend in the journey. To me, that represents my life right now. I have no idea what the crest of the hill will reveal, or where the bend will take me, but I want to be willing to dream and to move forward through change. So, the second project will be a series of road photos. 

I'll be sharing some of my images here, but you will find more images on my Instagram site over at Lisa.Kerner.  Come back and visit me on Wednesday for my first viewing, and to get my hashtags so that you can follow along on Instagram. 

P.S. I'll be sharing more about my book challenge on Friday, where I'll be back with my Friday Randomness. 

I'll be visiting these lovely communities this week... join along... Trough My Lens MondayImage-in-ing, Our World Tuesday, and Friday Photo Journal.

 

WHAT DOES YOUR LIFE THRU THE LENS LOOK LIKE?

1. Share your life through the lens past, or present.

2. Grab my button and link back to this page, so others can find our community.

3.  Visit at least one person and create a community with them through encouraging comments.

The RULES:

~All forms of photography accepted… keep it family friendly please.

~Anyone with any photography skill can participate… we are all learning and growing.

~Any camera you take pictures with is acceptable… the best camera is the one in your hand.





Life Thru the Lens 52/52... the end of a era, our story

Whooh! Wow, I am a little bit happy that 2015 is nearly over. Sadly, I have felt this way for the past three years. I used to mourn as Christmas whisked us into a new year, but now I love the release of setting the previous year behind me. I am entering this new year with excitement and trepidation, since we have no idea of what might come. What job will we have? When will we find a new job? Where will we eventually settle down?

We entered 2015 with much of the same trepidation as we waited to see if we would be medically discharged out of the military... this coming after just barely escaping the downsizing that had happened in 2014. We were settling in after another deployment to tack on our career, and by March found out we would not be discharged. Life was grand. We were making plans, and dreaming once again. Until July, when we were given the choice of 20+ months apart. It was our breaking point. After spending over half of our 22 years separated, we were done, fed up, and tired. Tired of saying good-bye. Fed up of spending holidays, and milestones, apart. And, done with counting down the days util we would be reunited again. So, we said no thank you to the big man, and we retired three short months later. 

Those three months were a whirlwind of chaos as we put our house up for sale and packed our lives in boxes to be stored until we enter a new life. Then the retirement, moving, storing our lives away, and applying for new lives. The Thinker and I feel like we somehow lost the last half of the year.

But, there were things that brought  great joy throughout 2015. I believe in silver linings; I call them blessings. And, the blessing are always there for you to see, if you choose. 

We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if every promise from Your word is not enough
And all the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe

'Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise   

~ Laura Story  

~ The Thinker's medical condition, that almost kicked us out of the military, ended up not being as serious as the Dr thought.

~ My farmer's market, and the people there that became family to me.

~ Visiting St. Louis and the botanical gardens for Mother's Day.

~ My 40th birthday, which wasn't nearly as traumatic as I thought it woudl be.

~ Dreamer's 16th birthday, and watching him shoot his new bow... he really is a natural archer.

~ Blue Eyes turned 18. We have watched as she has matured, and morphed, into a fabulous young adult.

~ Our retirement ceremony which was full of love.

~ Seeing the colors of fall in two areas of the US, which I thought I would miss because of our move. 

~ A new found passion in still life photography.

~ Revisiting my landscape photography passion.

~ My on-line community with you all at Life Thru the Lens.

I'm not creating the link this week in a hope that you all will visit some of my favorite on-line communities. I'll be visiting these lovely communities this week... join along... Trough My Lens MondayImage-in-ingSong-ographyOur World TuesdaySweet Shot Tuesday,  Wednesday Around the WorldLittle Things Thursday, and Friday Photo Journal.

Be sure to come back next week for Life Thur the Lens 2016... I'll be sharing a few fun things like a new reading challenge, and my 365 year in review for 2015. 

Life Thru the Lens 48/52... a wintery ride

It started to snow last week.  I thrive in winter, when there is snow. If there is no snow I tend to melt away and struggle into the darkness of winter. Snow is the sweet balm to my winter chapped soul. 

A little news... did you see that my email subscription is working? If you are still not receiving it try signing up for it again. 

 I'll be visiting these lovely communities this week... join along... Trough My Lens Monday, Our World TuesdayTexture Twist,  Wednesday Around the WorldFriday Photo Journal, Sweet Shot Tuesday

 

LIFE THRU THE LENS

1. Share your life through the lens past, or present.

2. Grab my button and link back to this page, so others can find our community.

3.  Visit at least one person and create a community with them through encouraging comments.

The RULES:

~All forms of photography accepted… keep it family friendly please.

~Anyone with any photography skill can participate… we are all learning and growing.

~Any camera you take pictures with is acceptable… the best camera is the one in your hand.



Life Thru the Lens 45/52.... Thanksgiving

There seems to be a phenomenon in our world of allowing each holiday to inch forward throughout the year. To be honest, it bothers me. It bothers me that Thanksgiving seems to be trudged upon more and more by Christmas each year; to the point of hardly acknowledging that a season of thankfulness even exists. And, I understand. It is Christmas after all, my favorite holiday of the season. But, I am finding myself pulled closer toward Thanksgiving with each passing season of my life. There is a real need in our society to find the multitudes of blessings among the masses of turmoil. 

However, I do not think one needs Christmas to find that very real, and tangible, grace called thankfulness. And, honestly, that is not what Christmas is about anyway. It's not about our blessing, but His gift. 

So, I find myself grasping hold of this challenge of mine in #findingfall, in searching for the multitudes in this season of thankfulness. 

~ Finding color when I thought I would miss it this year

~ Part two of our senior photo session... fall

~ Walking into a small local coffee shop and suddenly feeling right at home

~ Leaning into this season of discombobulation and releasing my need for control

~ Sunny Days...

~ Listening to the wisp of the bow, as The Thinker practices his archery, and I practice my macro

~ Watching as the turkeys strut their stuff across the yard

~ Baby deer and their mommas heading into the winter season

~ Listening to the squirrels as they forage and prepare for the snow season ahead

~ The first threat of snow... music to me ears

~ Finding my muse again and letting her take over my creative spirit

A few little tips.... 

  • all of these photos were spot on sooc... try to obtain that in your photography, then the editing process will be so much more fun. 
  • to obtain the dreamy bokeh in these shots I used my dedicated macro lens on an f-stop of about 8-11. I find that to be the best focal plane to be able to capture enough of the subject without sacrificing the bokeh. 
  • on the 2nd and 4th photos, I changed my perspective to find the least amount of clutter in my background. 

I'll be visiting these lovely communities this week... join along... Trough My Lens Monday, Our World TuesdayTexture Twist,  Wednesday Around the World, Mona's Picturesque and Sweet Shot Tuesday

Life Thru the Lens

1. Share your life through the lens past, or present.

2. Grab my button and link back to this page, so others can find our community.

3.  Visit at least one person and create a community with them through encouraging comments.

The RULES:

~All forms of photography accepted… keep it family friendly please.

~Anyone with any photography skill can participate… we are all learning and growing.

~Any camera you take pictures with is acceptable… the best camera is the one in your hand.

Life Thru the Lens 44/52... finding fall

Fall is my favorite season of the year. From the cool crisp days, to the whisper of the leaves as they tumble to the ground, fall brings solitude to my soul.

Fall is the season that brings a tangible meaning to the word hope in my life; it is no coincidence that the Creator who splashes the earth with color would chose to begin our new journey in this season. 

 #findingfall on Lisa.Kerner... click through to see more on Instagram.

#findingfall on Lisa.Kerner... click through to see more on Instagram.

And so, during the chaotic stress of transition I began to seek out fall, to find hope. When my mind wonders to the unknown of our future... where we will we live next? when will we find a new job? what will our new life look like?... that is when I choose to be purposeful in the hunt for the evidence of faith. 

A waterfall cascading among the turning leaves. 

Mustard yellow marking the bark of the change of the season. 

A river gushing with the rush of color.

The echo of the rustle of the pines in the wind.

The smell of new rain trickling down the needles of the giants standing guard over the river. 

Hope comes in many forms, if you have the faith to see it. 

Life Thru the Lens

1. Share your life through the lens past, or present.

2. Grab my button and link back to this page, so others can find our community.

3.  Visit at least one person and create a community with them through encouraging comments.

The RULES:

~All forms of photography accepted… keep it family friendly please.

~Anyone with any photography skill can participate… we are all learning and growing.

~Any camera you take pictures with is acceptable… the best camera is the one in your hand.

 

I'll be visiting these lovely communities this week... join along... Our World TuesdayTexture Twist,  Wednesday Aroudn the World, Check Out That View and Sweet Shot Tuesday

Life thru the Lens 41/52.... moving day

Exactly three years ago, to the day, we were doing this. Moving. Only, we were unpacking instead of packing. I actually think unpacking is so much easier than packing. With unpacking it feels like Christmas day; especially since overseas moves, or moves where you store your household goods,  are hard on the memory banks. 

The one thing that I think most civilians (well those who have not moved often) do not comprehend is that this stuff we have is our home. We don't have walls marked with growth charts. I have never seen my yard grow much more than three years, and so I have never seen a tree that we planted grow up and old. We have no roots, so this stuff is our roots. 

That is why when our mover looked straight in our eyes, and told us that all our furniture pieces would be placed on a truck with no protection, we decided we loved our stuff and would pack (and move it) ourselves. Every pound of it. 

We have moved ourselves before, but both times we were a much lighter family. Now, we are 22 years down the road, with two grown kids, and tons of memories etched into each piece of furniture we bought in Europe; the pounds are much heavier. 

There is a phrase we military use when consoling one another during a PCS season...  "hope you have a smooth move." It comes from a briefing we all have to attend before the packing, and taping, and filling of suitcases happens. But, this move, this transition into a new life, has been nothing but smooth. It has been rough, and bumpy, and life jarring.

However, I am thrilled to be on it. I'm excited to move on to new adventures. I'll miss this life terribly, but I feel like everything that goes wrong with our transition is the knife cutting the apron strings deeper. This week was it. It was the moment when we both felt the release, the snap of the string finally giving way to the sawing back and forth. It was the moment the head packer looked in our eyes and we, the Thinker and I, both knew we were done with this life. 

We are ready to move on. 

What does your Life Thru the Lens look like???

Life Thru the Lens

1. Share your life through the lens past, or present.

2. Grab my button and link back to this page, so others can find our community.

3.  Visit at least one person and create a community with them through encouraging comments.

The RULES:

~All forms of photography accepted… keep it family friendly please.

~Anyone with any photography skill can participate… we are all learning and growing.

~Any camera you take pictures with is acceptable… the best camera is the one in your hand.