Photography 101: Moment and Swarm

Moment

Photo: V. Slotto Attempt to capture the wind in the trees and falling leaves...not so successful.

Photo: V. Slotto
Attempt to capture the wind in the trees and falling leaves…not so successful.

Photo: D. Slotto My husband's quite successful attempt--this is a Leucistic Hummingbird that stayed with us for a while.

Photo: D. Slotto
My husband’s quite successful attempt–this is a Leucistic Hummingbird that stayed with us for a while.

Swarm

Photo: Slotto Sparrows at our improvised feeder.

Photo: Slotto
Sparrows at our improvised feeder.

Photo: V. Slotto Herbs and tomatoes from our garden, chestnuts to be roasted for Thanksgiving. A swarm of homegrown abundance.

Photo: V. Slotto
Herbs and tomatoes from our garden, chestnuts to be roasted for Thanksgiving. A swarm of homegrown abundance.

Photography 101: Color and Architecture

Earlier in the week, I was at the wheel all day and it’s just not safe to drive and blog. So here are two of the prompts I missed: A Pop of Color: Here the idea is to offer a dollop of color against a neutral background. The first is a golden hued street light against a gray November twilight:

Photo: V. Slotto

Photo: V. Slotto

Have you ever seen a yellow headed crow? This was my first encounter on a golf course here in Reno.

Photo: D. Slotto

Photo: D. Slotto

Architecture: I already posted the best Architecture shot I had, but may bring it to this prompt as well. Notice the geometric lines. Contrast the sleek lines of the large casino in Reno, the roundness of the National Bowling Stadium, and the more garish designs of the Cathedral in the foreground.

Photo: D. Slotto

Photo: D. Slotto

And finally, an evening shot of our front door–a simple play of arch and stained glass.

Photo: V. Slotto

Photo: V. Slotto

i went ahead and opened the window anyway

Photo: fab40s.uk.com

Photo: fab40s.uk.com

my embarrassed dog begged me
never to take him to that groomer again.
“i may be cute,” he said, but come on…
bows? i’m a manly mutt.

he concurred with the timid window
who pleaded with me to pull the shades
so she could enjoy the seclusion of her own room.

the lingerie drawer, also fearful of being opened,
thus disclosing the no-longer skimpy contents
of her confines said, “you don’t want to show
those ugly things to the whole world, do you?”

while the laundry basket, not at all enthralled
with her contents retorted,
“you think you have problems?!”

i escaped to my office where a lusty canvas waited,
craving to be slathered with color.

but a joyful book, my new novel—finally completed—
gloated, knowing that he had commanded
all my attention.

there, on the desk, moped a melancholy apple
longing to be consumed
and a glass of crisp chardonnay, a confused wine,
just couldn’t understand this poem.

so the delighted feather
was tickled by the whole affair.

Photo: pbs.com

Photo: pbs.com

What a fun prompt Marina Sofia has given us for today’s dVerse Poetics. Stop on over for a few laughs and bring one of your own.

I’m back home at last, easing into normalcy but with some catching up to do. Hope to be hanging around the poetry pub a bit more.

Photography 101 and Weekly Photo Challenge

Warmth

I’ve included two poems using Ginsberg’s American Sentence–a haiku-like form consisting of 17 syllables in one sentence.

Photo: Victoria Slotto

Photo: Victoria Slotto

Red hot chili peppers, green or yellow, warm the heart, burn the belly.

Photo: Victoria Slotto

Photo: Victoria Slotto

Mystery

Photo: Victoria Slotto

Photo: Victoria Slotto

Behind locked gates, down steamy streets, you discover the secret of self.

Photo" Victoria Slotto

Photo” Victoria Slotto

 

chiaroscuro

chiar•oscu•ro
• :pictorial representation in terms of light and shade without regard to color
• :the arrangement or treatment of light and dark parts in a pictorial work of art
• :the interplay or contrast of dissimilar qualities (as of mood or character)

Photo: remiart.deviantart.com

Photo: remiart.deviantart.com

chiaroscuro

you evoke strong texture
broad slashes of pain
spidery intaglio wrinkled into skin,
into soul.

movement of transient light
sweeps away shadows
that puddle into crevices of mountain slopes.

i’ve vivid memories of soft touches,
feathery stroke imbuing patterns of grace
into the emptiness of night.

why do you mock me now?

A very rough draft penned using random words selected from Gardner’s Art History text book. I wrote this for the theme of art as metaphor that I offered today for dVerse Meeting the Bar. Please join us.

The Natural World–Photography 101

Photo: Victoria Slotto Rose

Photo: Victoria Slotto
Rose

Photo: Victoria Slotto Rose

Photo: Victoria Slotto
Rose

Macro photography of nature is the most inspiring to me. The mindfulness required to notice those small details is what most often feeds my poetry. These photos were taken during this past summer in Reno or winter in Palm Desert.

Photo: Victoria Slotto Hibiscus

Photo: Victoria Slotto
Hibiscus

Photo: Victoria Slotto Clematis

Photo: Victoria Slotto
Clematis

Photo: Victoria Slotto Rose

Photo: Victoria Slotto
Rose

Photo: Victoria Slotto Hibiscus

Photo: Victoria Slotto
Hibiscus

Photo: Victoria Slotto Lantana

Photo: Victoria Slotto
Lantana

 

 

Photo: Victoria Slotto Lantana

Photo: Victoria Slotto
Lantana