Showing posts with label Photos Into Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Photos Into Art. Show all posts

Thursday, July 10, 2025

PHOTOS INTO PAINTINGS

 After Sandra showed the photos she turned into paintings here, I was curious and did the same with ours. I don’t think they look like us, none of them do exactly but it was a fun playtime. 


We were married in my village church in December 1975. Even if you don’t like the painting results, hopefully you will enjoy the old photos. I have shown a lot of them before 


No explanation needed. 




We had this photo taken at Pennys in the early part of 1980. An impulse decision when we were walking by the store and saw their advertisement. A studio photo opportunity was in the future we thought, when our little boy was a bit older, but we just happened to come across it that day. I am now very happy we took it earlier than we had intended.


My dear other half says these 'paintings' aged him about 10 years. He may be right.


In the following photo son and I were visiting our family in the UK. One day they took us to the Malvern Hills in Worcestershire. I remember taking this photo so clearly. We had just climbed up a very long path to the top of that very high hill, and it had glorious views all around.


The closest face likeness I think.


A navy ball back in the day, early 1980s.


I went with a friend to get the dress. I remember not being sure about it and thinking it too old-fashioned but she loved it, and time was marching on. I needed a dress after all the dilly dallying. I had looked at many already and I was getting tired of this dress shopping. I never liked clothes shopping. That hasn’t changed much!


The following is an event where later that evening we had been sitting at a large round table with other couples. As he was sitting down, hubs knocked one of the table legs and sent everyone’s glasses of red wine flying (story also told before). I have never seen so many ladies kick away from the table at lightning speed in perfect choreography! Fortunately, not one evening gown was splashed. They gave him the side-eye all evening, daring him to do the same thing as he sat down, but all had a good sense of humor. We still chuckle about it even after all these years.


My dress was altered in the copy below. The original dress had pencil straps and had a matching silky scarf around the neck, in a silky material with a pattern of small cornflower blue flowers. I loved that dress! The photo was fading though. I almost asked for large red wine splashes to be added, but that would have been a bridge too far and yes, having a bit of a chuckle.


My grandparents on my mother’s side of the family, on their wedding day. Not sure of the year, early 1920’s perhaps.


I never met my maternal grandfather, but my mother and he were very close. She used to tell me lots of stories, and I felt I knew him through those. I have passed a lot of them onto our son. His great-grandfather was a soldier.


The following photos were taken of my parents a couple of years before they were married.


I love these particularly and have had them framed for years. Dad served on HMS Jamaica for a time, but after naval service, was on the police force for 30 plus years. 


Their wedding in the 40s. 


And this one I added a frame of Cala lilies, the same as Mother's bouquet. Cala lilies were Mum's favorite flower.


Last two and a lot of water has gone under that bridge, says I with a smile.


This was from my birthday get together with the family a couple of days ago. I will be sharing regular photos as soon as I can put something together. We had a great evening with our son and daughter-in-law. Son took our photo.


I am feeling a lot better and thanks for all the get-well wishes. I will be visiting soon.  I have missed catching up with you all. 

Thanks Sandra at Madsnapper. It was fun to see what turned up.

And thanks for looking everyone. 
Wishing you a great day!





Wednesday, August 23, 2023

AN OLD RED BARN

 


Through the ample open door of the peaceful country barn,
A sunlight pasture field with cattle and horses feeding,
And haze and vista, and the far horizon fading away.

~Walt Whitman, Jr. - A Farm Picture~


This, as you might know, is another photo turned into art with my ArtCard app on my iPad.  I haven’t gotten tired of it yet and I hope you haven’t either.  The original photo I will share soon.  We went on another drive along the Snickersville Turnpike scenic route after having to curtail our last trip due to a car problem.  It was a very enjoyable ride and once again the weather was perfect.  We saw a lot of old barns and pretty homes.  Even the places that had been abandoned had their own beauty.  These red barns look incredible against the blue of the sky.

We had an unexpected visitor today.  A very regal looking hawk rested on the deck rail.   The neighborhood crows set up quite a racket.  They were warning other birds to stay clear and were sitting on other branches quite near it.  Gregg read that Blue Jays mimic the call of a hawk to warn other birds also.  The hawk flew up into a tree when it realized we were staring just beyond the glass.  After a few minutes of the crows loudly squawking it took off, with the crows in hot pursuit.  Gregg took a photo and tomorrow I will share it if it came out.  It all happened so fast.  I don’t know my hawks well enough to tell which kind.  Others I have identified as Coopers Hawks.  




Walt Whitman Jr. (May 31, 1819 – March 26, 1892) was an American poet, essayist, and journalist. He is considered one of the most influential poets in American history. Whitman incorporated both transcendentalism and realism in his writings and is often called the father of free verse.  His work was controversial in his time, particularly his 1855 poetry collection Leaves of Grass. Whitman was born in Huntington on Long Island, and lived in Brooklyn.  You can click on his name for more info.



Friday, July 21, 2023

HAPPY WEEKEND TO YOU ALL!

I will sing you a song

Of a garden fair,

Wherein were sown seeds

That brought blossoms rare.


Love, joy and kindness,

And hearty good cheer,

Were the seeds that were sown

And flowered here.


The garden fair 

Was a little child’s mind,

And the seeds were these thoughts,

Just the very best kind.



A Garden Fair

By

Helen A. Fussell

 




Tuesday, January 31, 2023

PHOTOS TURNED INTO ART

 I have always had a love of art, and when I discovered several years ago that I could turn my photos into a painting, I had a blast.  As apps have improved, I couldn't wait to try the latest.  I used ArtCard on a few of my favorite photos.  





























You probably have your own favorite apps - Sandra of Madsnapper, I am thinking of you as I have enjoyed yours very much.  Anyone else care to share what they like if using art apps?

I will make another post with the original photos in the near future, where I will give you background information.  You may remember some.

Enjoy the rest of your week and thanks for stopping by.