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This week’s assignment was “Backside”.

I pondered this assignment thinking about all the terms that go along with back–or backside.There’s back draft, back lash, back fire, turn your back, go backwards, turn back, and then all those things that used to happen behind the barn. But I was in a city busy with disability exams for Social Security–not for myself but for people who have decided that they want/need a disability check.

I chose to take a photo of the back of a nearby office building–the place where the utilities are hidden along with garbage cans, cast off furniture, broken grocery carts, cardboard boxes and so forth. This builidng had a very discrete very tall wooden fence hiding all of this—yes, I peeked through the spaces between the boards to see.

Sylvia Weir Backside Week 17

I could say a lot about my day doing disability exams for Social Security but it is very depressing. So many people just want a check instead of trying something else, trying to improve their health–they want someone else to take care of them. And the grouching that we were behind schedule! Some people wanted to tell me their life story and like a three year old point out every ‘owie’ and it was so amazing to see that my exam must have had restorative healing properties as many were able to leave the exam area with little indication of their claimed disability.

This is the backside of Social Security.

But I finished in good time–and arrived home today to find my chickies had survived the weekend without me–tomorrow you will get to see how much they have grown.


Austin Bound


Spring in Texas lasts a long time with bluebonnets and paintbrush and firewheels on the roadsides and pastures. I didn’t see many bluebonnets but the firewheels were out as well as the paintbrush–none here at this little picnic spot on route to Austin.

I usually prefer the smaller roads–less traffic and more lovely scenery to view. I had never stopped at this particular spot before but it was quite lovely. Only one other vehicle was there–who left within a few minutes of my arrival. Fish swam around in the pool, hoping for a meal but I disappointed them–yogurt and a banana aren’t really great fish food.

A few more photos are here:


Sylvia Weir Curves

This week’s assignment was CURVES. And I found plenty of curves in an industrial lot with lots of metal parts all lined up around the edge of the pavement.

The reason I found them was that I was hunting for the skateboard park–as in last week’s assignment of WAVES but had to double back to see where it might be. Beaumont has a large industrial component along with rice dryers and the port and so this was not a surprise. The surprise was how many different large iron thingies there were–and then there was a large covered shed with even more–but it was beginning to rain and get dark and dinner was waiting and I had about two dozen photos of just these round thingies.

Stopping to get photos in unexpected places doesn’t take all that much time–just a camera with fully charged battery and a relatively empty memory card and the willingness to stop and just take a few minutes is all it needs. I’ve gotten some great photos this way—and some terrible ones—the delete button works just great!


Last Week’s photo assignment was Waves.

I thought about flags waving, waves in the ocean or ripples in bodies of water, people waving good-bye or hello, the Navy female contingent, stadium waves but all of them seemed rather cliche. On our way to move my new hive of bees to their temporary home in Pinehurst, my husband spotted the skate board park and exclaimed–there is your wave!

Sunday afternoon despite ominous dark skies and droplets of rain I ventured out to that skateboard park. One lone ‘rider’? –not sure of the correct term for someone on a skateboard–was practicing his moves on the steps and benches and the curved ramps.  I took photos from several angles but decided I was making him a bit nervous and so I left–

More tomorrow on another fun unexpected photo shoot.Sylvia Weir Waves


This week’s assignment was SOFT…..

The first thing that came to my mind was the soft gentle air that greeted me when I returned from Morocco and entered the United States in Houston. ….The softness of a baby’s breath as it sleeps….a downy chick….feathers…the whisper of a small boy telling a ‘secret’…

Those are better done in poetry.

After some thought–I decided a macro shot of mini marshmallows might work.

I set my camera up on a towel, opened up a sadly melted together partial bag of marshmallows–left from winter cocoa. As usual I take several shots of the subject–moving things around a bit—and so here it is.

As a side note, I discovered a partial bag of chocolate chips in the bottom of the cookie jar–the marshmallows were on top—now to think of something to use them in–peanut butter brownies??

Sylvia Weir Soft

Color Challenge

Last year the local quilt guild issued a challenge for their biannual show.

Put your hand in a paper bag filled with crayons, select a crayon–no peeking–and construct a quilt with that color or shades thereof with a modern look.

I drew yellow-green.

The gray and black plaid was my mother’s–I think she planned a dress from it.

The yellowgreen and the black swirly and the white were from my stash–which is not shrinking despite my best efforts.


As you can see this quilt is very long and too long for me to get it all in one frame. I am limited by the ceiling height AND the length the frames will extend. My photography setup includes one set of frames with a black drape and a  second frame to hang the quilts on. I haven’t figured out how to do framed work yet–usually I photo it before it gets put on a frame.

I also have tried editing with photoshop–after a great course with the Pixeladies from California–an on-line class with great homework assignments. Wish I had a steadier hand to do the edits but if I keep practicing with things I don’t plan to enter into shows I’m sure my skills will increase.

Pink Snow

pink20snow-mSnow in this part of Texas doesn’t last long—thank goodness for this Yankee who admires it greatly in photographs and for maybe a week or two—but shoveling sidewalks before going to work/school each morning, stocking up for blizzards–this was okay as long as we had electricity and heat–but not so much fun when you had to go to school on Saturday to make up the lost days–and then the mud in the spring.

Snow here means treacherous driving as people here do not understand a light foot on the gas pedal is essential. And it seems that every time we have had snow we have had a significant hurricane.

But Pink Snow—it lasts just a couple of days and presents no driving hazards–just a bit of sadness as the season of the azalea flowers is coming to an end.





Last week’s assignment was hands.

I took a lot of photos at a gathering on Saturday, then worked hard on finishing up my final exam in Photoshop Elements. Somehow I had pressed a button and all the tools would implement themselves one by one as I tried to put letter in the text box. I have no idea what I did–tried closing and rebooting photoshop Elements—then I found the reset all tools buttons–did that and I was back in business.

This photo is therefore late but here it is.


it become the basis for a new art piece–but I have a few others in the lineup first.



This time of year always seems to surprise us–it seems much too early for our yards to be in full bloom. I have three colors of azaleas, white, salmon, and pink.

Satsuma and lemon trees promise a lot of fruit—but my poor peach tree did not survive last summer.

Rock Art on the Rio Grande


After finishing up Social Security disability exams for the day, there was enough sunlight left in a beautiful day made for outdoors to go back to Seminole Canyon for another visit.

The rock art here is 4000 years old and has weathered in past years due to the building of the Amistad Reservoir.

Pictographs or rock art are always fascinating–what were they depicting? are these stories or documents of hunting trips or every day life? Who painted them? Some of them are painted very high up on the rock face–did they use ropes to dangle down to paint?

I spent some time working on a few photos with photoshop to see if I could enhance some of them to bring out more detail. I took quite a few–so it is a project for a rainy day this summer.

However, the photos of the day are here: