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Yes, they can be pretty

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The timing is perfect for this photo. It’s a time when we, as a family, have been having a great number of passport-type photos taken for various bureaucratic processes.

In December 2009, my little bird was planning to fly the nest. It was a very exciting and very scary time for us all. She wasn’t just leaving home, but going to the opposite end of the earth (or so it felt… just across the Atlantic really). There were forms to be filled in, visas to deal with, belongings to sort through and the whole letting go process. I was the official passport photo photographer of the family. I’d just finished doing Tat’s visa photo and was sitting gazing at that lovely face. I don’t usually apply special effects to photos, but that day, I was clicking away at the photo and seeing what effects it produced.

Ah, my little girl… so beautiful, even in the dreaded passport/visa photos. See? Passport photos can be pretty! I do, however, hope that this latest run of officialdom is the last we’ll do for a little while. What say you?

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Posted by on December 17, 2013 in tat, tatiana

 

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Monday Mobservations

Ok, the title sounded funky, so I’m using it : )  Only one ‘mob’-servation… I live in coffee country. Major league coffee country. The ‘cafezinho’ here is a way of life. It goes deeper than football. Football is a religion. Coffee is as natural as breathing.

Because of the school holidays, the trip I take with my Wednesday student is cut way short. There’s a fraction of the amount of traffic on the roads in the early mornings. We stopped at a coffee shop half way. He made an interesting observation. Brazilians don’t meet for coffee and friendship or chat. Ever. They may meet for a quick business arrangement, but not otherwise. Friendship and casual chat is reserved for beers and pubs. Coffee is an otherwise solitary affair.

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Photo taken years ago not long after we first arrived here with a dinky 1mp camera
I was reminded of this this morning when a friend said she was meeting another friend for coffee. It’s one of the things I’ve lamented for years here, that I can’t call up a friend to meet somewhere for coffee or tea. It’s just not done.

I’ve spent the weekend working on a photo for an old client. She always has a real challenge for me, usually involving a super-tiny, badly scanned photo that needs to be printed on a billboard. Ok, not a billboard, but you get the idea. This time, she wants a friend’s face put onto a model’s body. Friend in question is pale… very pale (and pixelised) and the model is lovely high-resolution with a deep golden tan. The model has flyaway hair *picture fans on the set*. The client wants me to tame the flyaway model hair too. The model in question is on the beach with shrubbery behind her. Eh… yes, a challenge.

When I was leaving for my kidlet, I stood at the bus stop dancing a little on the spot. *disclaimer: This isn’t dancing in the normal sense. It is very much just bouncing a little on my feet* I can’t stand still at bus stops. A guy on a bicycle came past…. I think he was training for some cycling event by the way he was dressed…. and yelled, "That’s right! Keep dancing!" haha! Awesome! Then a truck driver laughed and yelled something too, but he was moving faster, so I lost what he said, but his thumbs up spoke volumes. People tend to stare at me. I’m a freak here. At least I know now that it’s not because of my two heads or something. 

The kidlet made yet another mask for me. Is she trying to say something? They’re all heart masks, in fairness to her.

This weekend, I came down with a boil between my eyes. I was swollen and looked like I’d been given two black eyes. That was Saturday morning. By Saturday night, I was snapping at everything and everyone and really weepy. I’m prone to the dastardly things and they usually get really bad. The last one I had around my eyes ended up with me getting emergency drainage. It was not pretty. My medical status here being what it is, I figured I have to do something drastic on the weekend. I didn’t have any nasturtium (a natural antibiotic) on hand, so I made do with plenty of acupressure and EFT. This morning I woke up and it was all gone… totally! Weeeeeeeeeee!! *grins* I don’t know if the acupressure did it or the EFT or just sheer, "You’re not going to get me this time!" attitude, but it’s gone!!! Can you tell I’m happy??

It’s a perfect day. The sun is shining just so, the bumble bees were all over the Ipê tree, the kids are playing and making happy playing noises instead of screaming. Life is good.

 

 
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Posted by on July 5, 2010 in health, healthcare, life, work

 

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