and Now, a break from our regularly scheduled post.

More information on digital magic post.

Last August, my Sweet Hubby and I went to Craggy Gardens.

I took these two photos (and if you know me, a whole lot more).

When I got home and looked at them on the computer, they seemed to suggest the butterfly was taking off.

So, I started to play.

Craggy Gardens Butterfly one 

Craggy Gardens Butterfly two 

This is the first step.

I used the computer to desaturate the drawing.

Then I opened it with Corel Painter Essentials and used a wacom tablet and pen to draw the butterfly's details back in. Once I was happy with the butterfly, I started working on the background.

I went back and forth between Corel and Photoshop Elements to get the effects I wanted. I saved variations as I worked. There is quite a bit of hand work in this set.

A Blue Ridge Mountain Road.

Craggy Gardens is located on the Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina.

The Carolinas are calling.

Cheers,

Kat

Digital magic for spring.

I have been playing with my photoshop again.

A little bit of Correl Painter Essentials too.

 

 

 

 

 

So, what do you think?

Kat

Ten things I like about Summer!

Summer here at Kat's Corner is hot, but this old antebellum was designed for appreciating hot summer days.  Summer won't be here much longer and I like sharing it with you so sit back and have a peak at ten of my summer pleasures.

Walking to the mailbox, early on a summer morning.

Meeting new creatures.

Photographing flowers.

Home grown tomatoes!

Tadpoles and frogs. Watching them and listening to them sing at night.

Roses and Bees!

Dawn at Kat's Corner.

The view from the balcony.

The scent of warm honeysuckle.

Homemade Frosty Frappuchinos.

What are your favorite things about summer?

Kat

Wordless Wednesday

White Tiger.

I have been playing on the computer today. 

This is what I have come up with so far,

This one is from the carousel at Myrtle Beach, I am going to do a series of them.

I am not sure what I will do with them, but they are fun to do. 

I am quite pleased with this one.

 

What do you think?

Kat

The Blue Fairy

My latest effort. This is a combination of photo manipulation and digital painting.

I am quite pleased with it.

What do you think?

Kat

The Grandparents

This top plate is the one I will tell you about in a minute, let me get the rest of the story in place first. I was in first or second grade and the Vietnam war was still going on. It was a few days before Thanksgiving and my teacher asked if I was going to my Grandparents house for Thanksgiving. I said "nope". She asked why not and I told her "Because, my parents are the grandparents. Everyone comes to our house". That year, they did.

This second plate is one of the saucers from that set.

I am the tail end of a big happy family. Jimmy, my oldest brother, (see his story at http://akatscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/hero-worship.html ) was stationed, I believe, in Hawaii that year and my sister Mary's husband was stationed somewhere else, but all would be there for Thanksgiving. We got the extra leaves for the dinning room table out, (that thing was big with the extra bits) and we polished the silver. We got out the good table cloth. I helped to stuff the celery. (Spread cheese whiz on celery sticks, that is the only reason my Mom ever bought the stuff and she only did it on Thanksgiving and Christmas. She even had a big platter to put them on).
This is a pie plate from the set, it has been mended.
My Mom made excellent Pumpkin Pie, my favorite desert. (My Sweet Hubby, however, makes much better crusts) We always had Pumpkin pie for desert on Thanksgiving. With a crowd that big, there was probably apple pie too. I don't remember, when pumpkin pie is on the table, I can't see any reason to worry about any other kind. I guess you could count Mom's Yams as a desert too. She used candied yams from a can, put them in a greased square metal pan, put marshmallows on top and stuck it in the oven. We called them sweet potatoes, (I didn't know back then how many wonderful things you can do with sweet potatoes, that might be a whole other post).

This is from our walk a couple of days ago.

Mom made her stuffing almost the same way I do. She used cut apples and walnuts and apple juice for the liquid. She stuffed the bird, then put the rest of the stuffing in another square metal pan with the "gizzards" and neck then roasted it in the oven. (You do have to cover it with aluminum foil before it is done, but let it roast to start so you get the nice crunch bits). Stuffing is the only holiday food I am allowed to cook, (cookies don't count, that is baking, I am a very good baker). I do not put stuffing inside the bird, the bird cooks better without it and the vegetarians in the family prefer it that way. I start with the Pepperidge Farm herb or cornbread stuffing mix as a base. I only use about half the butter it calls for and it comes out great.

This is the first of two streams we pass on our walk, it does not always have this much water.

Mom had a turkey roaster. It was a great big thing kind of like a giant crock pot. Rectangular with removable insides for cleaning. It was huge! I have no idea how big of a turkey it would hold, but even with the whole crew eating, there was always left over turkey (Mom was a master when it came to feeding crowds). The turkey roaster only ever got used twice a year, the rest of the time, it took up space in the kitchen. I think my sister Paula has it now, I hope so. Mom always put bacon on top of the turkey to baste it, I think she basted it the old fashioned way too, but I don't remember for sure.

There were mashed potatoes and home made turkey gravy. There were dinner rolls and bread on the bread tray (Mom had a little silver tray that she put a stack of wonder bread for us kids and a stack of wheat bread for the grownups on). There were black olives and pimento stuffed green olives on a dish and pickles, maybe home made, Mom made good pickles but I don't know if she did that year or not. Everything had a dish or a plate, no bottles on the table at the holidays. There was tossed salad and a dish of green beans. We feasted!

The dogwood as of 16 November 09.

After the meal, we were stuffed, so stuffed that Dad suggested we take a break and come back for pie later (that was amazing in itself, Dad loved Mom's cooking). It was a good thing we waited. The "boys" went off into the other room, and us girls started to help Mom clear the table. I was collecting silver ware, I think my sister Margaret was already in the kitchen getting the dishwater ready (dishwasher, why would you need one of those with all these daughters?) My sister Paula collected the plates and started walking towards the kitchen. I am not sure what happened next, but somehow, poor Paula tripped and the entire stack of plates was on the floor. Every china dinner plate my Mother owned and all but one were broken. They were Currier and Ives, blue and white patterned. My Mom picked them up as premiums from the grocery store years ago and before "the fall" she had enough to feed all of us. The first plate pictured at the top, is the last surviving dinner plate from that set. I also have a few of the pie plates, some saucers, mugs and little bowels that survived all the years in between. We were stunned. We swept up the pieces, I don't think anyone even growled at Paula (even after all these years, I could cry for her, I wonder how she remembers it). We had out pie and enjoyed the visit. Later that evening, Mom went out to the camper and brought in the Melmac dinner plates they kept for hunting and camping. Nothing else was said.

This is one of my art projects for this week. I can't decide if I like it or not.
After that Thanksgiving, life went back to normal, except we used the camping dishes. That year for Christmas, several huge boxes arrived in the mail. My big brother Jimmy sent my Mom a brand new set of China for Christmas. It had everything from serving dishes to tea cups and I think there was service for 12. My sister Mary and her husband also sent my Mom a complete set of china for Christmas that year. Both sets were lovely. The set Jimmy sent was the prettiest and had gold around the rims so Mom decided Jimmy's set would be used for special occasions and Mary's for everyday. The Melmac went back out to the camper and Mom just beamed.

This is the second of my two art projects. I like it a lot better. Both are a combination of digital and hand work from photographs.

On the way back from the walk, I saw our lovely home peaking through the autumn trees and had to snap this picture.

Another generation is using those dishes now, what is left of the blue and white set has been divided up. I see years of memories whenever I look at them. I am not sure yet who all will be feasting with us this year, but we will be feasting and I am hoping all the usual suspects show up. I have to work on Thanksgiving so we have moved the holiday to the day after. I can be truly thankful for my big wonderful family on any day.

Do you go to your Grandparents house for Thanksgiving?

Cheers!

Kat

Lazy days at home

Lazy days at home are a good thing, sometimes that is just what we need. My days off this week have not been completely lazy. I finished the picture on the right. It is a digitally altered photo I took. I used both photoshop and correll painter essentials on it. I am quite pleased with the way it came out. I am using it on a card.

The next photo is one of those opportunistic shots. I was on my way into the kitchen for a refill on my coffee, and I noticed the way the light was hitting the plants and how they seemed to be reaching, yearning for a little sunshine (I know the feeling sometimes). Both of these plants moved with us from New Mexico
or at least their parents did. I thought the Angel Wing Begonia died in route. It was just dead twigs, then they broke off to the dirt. We were staying in Billeting on base while we looked for a house and it was in a nice old flower pot, so I set it next to the Aloe in the window. Unbeknownst to me, the housekeeping staff watered it. Before the month was out, I had new shoots. Since then, the Begonia climbs up to 6 or 8 feet tall each year. My Sweet Heart cuts it back and re pots it every spring. The Aloe in this pot are babies from the original Aloe. The Mommy plant just keeps making babies. I don't know how many I have given away over the years. They look nice, and they are great on burns. The only draw back on the Aloe, is that like most succulents, you can not keep it anywhere that is light all the time. They breath at night, so if it is never dark, they suffocate (I know, that sounds nuts, but it is true, look it up).
The tiny toad was hopping across the road near one of our favorite camp sites(isn't he cute, how tiny). As my Sweet Hubby puts it, we were on an overnight picnic. We throw food, bedding and pillows in the van and head out. We come home for breakfast. Quick, easy, fun.
As you can see here, my blackberries are starting to ripen. With all the rain we have had, they are fat and sweet. Pretty too. I guess my work with the honeysuckle might pay off after all. I really do want to see how these are with pancakes. I may have to go grab a few to go with dinner tonight.
I took two photos of this guy, he looks like he is defying gravity. He is climbing straight up that
column. I have seen them get all the way to the top, this one gave up early. All they need is a little texture and up they go. He is one of the locals that I do know are not dangerous. I am not about to pick him up, as he does have teeth, but we leave them alone. They help keep the mice population under control. The second photo is a little crooked, that is the photographer, not my column. I shot several photos in quick succession and this one was the best of him.

Maybe he quit climbing because he is having a lazy day too.

On a previous post, I talked about picking choke cherries when we were kids. Last year when they were ripe, they were out of reach. The storms that did so much damage in the local area this spring, did one good thing. This choke cherry tree is partially knocked over, but thriving anyway. That brought the berries within reach. All the rain ensured their were lots of them. They are a little bitter, but good. I would not eat too many at once. They are tiny and have one big seed in the center. My Mom made jelly out of them. I know how, but their are so many other things I want to do with my time. I will let the birds feast on most of them (if you notice purple splotches on my pickup in the near future, this is probably where they came from).
I have several friends with lovely gardens (Jo, & Tim in Britain and Lynn here in South Carolina, among others). I thought I would share a few photos of mine. These ferns grow wild, (as does most of my garden, he, he).
The next photo is a view from the back of the property up towards the house. My Sweet Hubby keeps paths cleared and mowed so we can wander and get to things. Mother Nature is quite busy around here.

This magnolia blossom is actually a party in progress. If you look closely, you will see several of our little wild honey bees and one of the big Evil Carpenter bees, all going nuts over the stamens. I say Evil Carpenter bees, as they make holes in my house and barn.

The last two photos are part of the reward system around here. The first, a lovely German Apple Pancake made by hand just for me. Then later in the afternoon, after a hard morning of studying, watermelon out on the porch with my Sweet Heart. Life is good.

Hope yours is too.
Kat