scenes seen through one artist's eyes
Oh sure... I like your "perspective." :)
Mystic,Do I detect a note of doubt in your comment?
Extraordinary things! Well you had a good explanation for being on the floor of the bar anyway. :)
Jenny,Toting a camera often provides a good excuse for finding oneself in compromising situations...don't you find?
Wow!........this is a beautiful image.Ruby
Ruby,I was so enthralled with those fishy bar stools. They had their own polisher who kept the scales shiny. I do admit, though, that I "enhanced" the photo a bit--with an overlay of a photo of a ball of Tibetan recycled silk yarn!
I wouldn't have thought of that angle unless I had fallen off the barstool ;)...I am challenging myself to begin looking at things from different perspectives this month...thanks for the inspiration.
Danielle,I had earlier snapped a picture of the stools from my standing height and was disappointed with the result, so on another day, I defied my complaining knee and got down to ground level to get up close and personal with those marvellous fishies. One has to not mind looking a little ludicrous and obvious when trying to photograph from different perspectives!
I know my bum should be on your tailBut my plunge to the depths is just a matter of scaleThe loveliness of your foremost partsLed to the dive just to follow my artsLying here in my bikiniI'm blaming your beauty, not my martini
DCW,Artfully accurate, other than the bikini part.
Hallucinatory, kaleidoscopic colors in that boozy boat bar! And if you can get off the floor, Lynn, I'd like a Dutch Tulip, please, with a twist of lemon.
jann,I must admit I had to look up the recipe for a Dutch Tulip. Sounds good! It would be a most appropriate drink to be served on the Holland America line. Where's the suggestion box when one needs one?!The hallucinatory colours were actually Photoshopped in from a photo of a ball of recycled Tibetan silk yarn. But the fish stools (sounds like something a marine biologist would study under a microscope!) were hallucinatory in themselves.
Who wouldn't want to party in an environment like that, Wow.. wonder who designed these fishy stools.. Love what you've done with them.
Gwen,Wouldn't you love to have a couple of those beauties perched in front of your kitchen island? They do need to be polished regularly, though...and not just by the seat of ones pants.
That's really unique! I wonder what the bartender thought when you hit the floor? Great colors, like a soft kaleidoscope. I love the fins that turn into seats. I can imagine spending all my time between looking out over the ocean and sitting in that bar...
Stickup,There were plenty of bars to choose from, all with unique and intriguing and visually stimulating decor. But those fish stools were magnificent. As I mentioned in comments above, those soft colours were induced by an overlaid photo of a skein of recycled silk yarn. I just wanted to see if it would make an interesting effect on a photo, and by gar, it did! The picture is more about how I felt when looking at those stools than about visual accuracy. What doesn't come through is the annoying loud pop music that was constantly being piped onto this deck bar.
Yeah, right, you expect us to believe that ??? Makes me think of a tee-shirt I saw long ago that said : "I don't have a drinking problem. I drink. I get drunk. I fall down. No problem."Something gloriously dreamy going on with the colors and light here... am wondering if maybe you hit your head when you fell off the stool, and were seeing stars ?Ah, sigh, there are those who go on cruise ships, and those who can only dream of going on cruises.Although after seeing what happened off the coast of Italy last winter, have not exactly been champing at the bit to go on a cruise...Hopefully they will be sending you a cheque for all this free publicity...?
Owen,See several previous replies to comments above to uncover the secret of the colours of my world. You know, I have never even dreamed of going on a cruise. In fact, I have been quite resistant to the very idea. But when the opportunity is served up to you like an intoxicating quaff quivering in a sweating martini glass atop a polished silver platter, you find you can overcome your scruples and doubts pretty fast!
Last time being on a Cruise Ship, had something called "slow dead ahead"; was as well the first time I tasted Brandy. Still alive, and certainly looking forward for more. Please have a wonderful time.
Robert,you made me laugh! I'm glad that you're still alive, in spite of drinking that cocktail.
Great picture and your comment had me smiling.
Gillian,I love it when you smile!