Photography
Last Month I had the opportunity to participate in a Photography Workshop called Polo Match and Barn Photography.
The weekend was a great experience for me. I tried my luck to shoot horses at a fundraiser polo match and the next day we visited four farms in the neighborhood. Thank you to the generous farmers who let us roam their property in search for great shots in and around their property.
This story is part of a story that I wrote as an assignment for a MOOC Class I took at University of IOWA.
The class was called, Power of the Pen: Identities and Social Issues in Fiction and Nonfiction. The classes are taught online and people from all over the world participate. This was the second time I participated, and again I learned a lot.
Here you can read the beginning of the story, Part 1 and 2 …
… (Read Part 1 here, and Part 2 here)
Addition, Sept 28, 2017
I’m very sad to see all the devastation that hurricanes Irma and Maria caused in Puerto Rico in Sept 2017. I don’t even know if the apartment we stayed in is still there and right now there is no way to find out.
If you are interested in reading more about this and even help, here is a good article about it on VOX
I still have my treasured memories of the Island and I hope we can all work together to build it up again.
Blogpost from August
A light breeze, lots of sunshine, the ocean, and awesome sunsets in the evening …
What a treat to have some time in Puerto Rico during our summer vacation.
The ocean is always an inspiration for me, especially when I can hear, see and smell it all day long, dip my toes in the salty water, dig my feet in the warm sand and feel the light breeze of the wind on my face.
It has been quite a while since I was near any ocean, and so I enjoyed it even more than I imagined I would.
Of course, there was a lot to take in and I kept my camera close by.
Here are some of my favorite pictures from our adventure to the island.
Continue reading “Summer vacation on the island – Pictures from Puerto Rico”
This story is part of a story that I wrote as an assignment for a MOOC Class I took at University of IOWA.
The class was called, Power of the Pen: Identities and Social Issues in Fiction and Nonfiction. The classes are taught online and people from all over the world participate. This was the second time I participated, and again I learned a lot. Here you can read the second part.
… (Read Part 1 here)
Long Exposure night Scene of the Chicago Skyline
This weekend, I had a blast as I attended for the first time the Out of Chicago Photography Conference. We had great workshops and I was way out of my comfort zone. Here are some examples of the pictures I took.
This short story is part of a story that I wrote as an assignment for a MOOC Class I took at University of IOWA.
The class was called, Power of the Pen: Identities and Social Issues in Fiction and Nonfiction. The classes are taught online and people from all over the world participate. This was the second time I participated, and again I learned a lot. Here you can read the first part.
As part of a 52 weeks challenge I had to take pictures of flowers this week. As roses are my favorite, I bought a bunch and set up a scene.
Sometimes the little things prompt all kind of stories …
Here is one of these stories that I wrote after I saw this line of mailboxes and I had a talk with a friend who was trying to sell her house …
A man opens his mailbox and finds an envelope.
Finally this young, arrogant realtor sent the instructions. I should have had them last week! Before the disaster! August thinks. Continue reading “A Man opens his mailbox …”
Have you ever seen determination? I have. In my backyard.
When I observe the squirrels in my yard, I’m often speechless. Continue reading “Let’s be determined”
Here is a little story that I wrote for a MOOC class assignment about a little girl who’s day is disrupted by being confronted with something unexpected, or better, someone surprising …
THE TOOTH
It was a hot and humid day in September. The leaves of the trees had already started to change their colors. No wind was blowing, not even Mrs. Kleves beautiful wind chimes made any noise. Continue reading “The Tooth – Short Story”