Just fooling around

I should be reading. You know, something that will nourish my soul or broaden my horizons. But tonight I’m just fooling around in Photoshop and seeing what I can come up by just pushing a button. I mean, a single button. Because sometimes I’m just lazy like that. Ok, a lot of the time I’m lazy like that. I should probably learn how to achieve these techniques rather than relying on actions but I can’t help myself. And this action I got for free.

 

I took this photo of a crocus last spring. The only thing I did to it tonight was run Michelle Black’s Vintage Mod on it. It lent it a quirky sort of vintage feeling.

That’s the original on the left. I know there are those of you out there that would rather it the way it was, straight out of camera, (SOOC). But I’m liking it this way today. Tomorrow I may change my mind, though.

 

 

 

 

The ladybug pic got the exact same treatment. But this time, I also added a ghostbones texture, setting the layer to soft light and reducing the opacity to about 90%. Then I brushed off a small amount of texture from the bug. To find out how to do this, visit Ree at Pioneer Woman here. And honestly, once you get the hang of it, it takes only minutes to achieve.

Original SOOC shot (straight out of camera).          Ghostbones texture.

This tree branch got the same treatment, Michelle Black’s Vintage mod. It turned the seeds slightly more pink and I like the background color. If you have Photoshop and would like to try her free actions, go here. Look in the shaded blue rectangle in the center, where she has a link to her Tryout Package. Then you can save them to Photoshop.

I’m sorry to all those who get totally bored with these kind of posts. But it floats my boat.

I loved reading your comments in yesterday’s post about things you love. They made me smile. It’s simple things, you told me, like an ice cold Dr. Pepper, having someone cook for you, or cooking for them, still loving your husband after all those years, breaking a rule, eating a nice meal in a restaurant, or having your husband walk you to your car every morning, kiss you goodbye and tell you to drive safely.

I always wanted a husband like that, Firelight, and I have him finally. Every single morning my husband walks me to the car and opens the door for me, and kisses me goodbye. Granted, we have our troubles, but that single act of daily kindness makes every day begin in a good way. Thanks, dear readers, for making me remember that.

Until tomorrow, my friends . . .