Photo Manipulation 2015 - 2016

Spacy Needle

Space Needle

I'll be there for you

Retail window display in West Seattle

Gold Eagle Leg

A chipped eagle leg supporting a side table on carpet at the Benson Hotel in Portland, OR

Gold Eagle

Gold eagle table ornament at Portland's Benson Hotel

ZONA TEMP MERID

An old world looking globe on the 2nd floor of the Benson Hotel in Portland, OR

Fireplace Figurine

Fireplace figurine at the Benson Hotel, Portland, OR

I am worthy of you

Bear Totem seen through the legs of Tsonoqua Totem in Occidental Park, Seattle Added textures.

Buff

Pittsburg

Yellow Splendor

A stunning tree of yellow leaves demands our attention next to Weaver Chapel, Wittenburg University.

Green-eyed Lady, Ocean Lady

Photo manipulation of a storefront display featuring an octopus in the opening of a hanging glass ball. Added a couple of free textures from Evelyn Flint.

On the Lookout

Found in The Junction, West Seattle

Itchy Witchy Woman

Strolling Along Alki

A man walks briskly westward along Alki Ave SW accompanied by a distant ferry, West Seattle

Taken in the backyard of The General Lewis Inn

Nighttime flower shot at The General Lewis Inn

Added a butterfly image over the mannequin's blouse which was taken during a trip to WV

White Knight

Horse decoration in front of The General Lewis hotel, Lewisburg, WV

The Potted Head

The Red Chair

Put up your lampshades and light

Self-portrait in Pittsburg hotel room

I'm Drawn to your Warmth

Original image is bird poop in the shape of a giraffe on a concrete wall with a yellow flower propped up next to it.

Yamaha | Rex's Sports

Roundup, MT

Hotel Room Spirit Confrontation

When alone in a hotel room put a lamp shade around your head and shake it all about until your creative spirit is released. Confront your spirit –make sure the two of you are tracking together. If not, stay up all night until you come to an agreement. If all is well, flip the light switch a couple of times, and your creative spirt will return from whence it came.

Four Flowering Clovers

Overhead shot of flowering clovers manipulated in Photoshop

Cornucopia of Leaves and Seeds

Seen near the Junction in West Seattle

Worship the sun, pay the price. Georgetown neighborhood, Seattle, WA

Green monster in a wheelchair

Discarded paper on the ground in the shape of a monster in a wheelchair. Painted in the teeth and created the eye from a bead that was in the image.

Liquescent Dreaming

A paddleboarder will soon disappear around the bend of rocks on a sunny, late afternoon in the Strait of Juan de Fuca. Seen from along the Songhees Walkway, Victoria, BC.

Stirring Up A Nightmare

I don't see dead people, but all sorts of fantastical creatures do appear before my camera, even nightmarish beasties – tricksters who are usually up to no good. Original image is a paper towel I found on the sidewalk. At the location I added some sticks from nearby and used a small seed pod shell to create the eye. Manipulated in Photoshop.

Say hello to my two little friends!

It's lights out unless you lure Wooly Willy to a deep, mucky bog. He might leave you alone if you give him some wine from Domaine Serene.

He's Not All Roses

Wake up before it's too late! Newberg, OR

Shooting Target

There's a bone in it for you

Backyard Menace

Don't you dare step into my backyard 'cuz I hired a guy with a long, black cape, and a body forged of crimson metal plate. He's known as the Backyard Menace, and he's waiting 24/7 for you, Dennis. His prime directive is to keep you out. Disobey: pay the price. No timeouts. His glowing eyes can melt the landscape, cut steel, or cook a sausage-filled crepe. Each arm is equipped with a deadly laser, capable of splitting a gnat in half from from fifty miles away – night or day. Imagine what will happen to your head when the Backyard Menace is 5' away. You've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well, do you, Dennis? What? Bwa, ha, ha! You crack me up. He's never heard of Asimov's Laws. Go ahead, punk, put him to the test. It's your doomsday – be my guest. Step one foot on the green grass and hot laser beams will incinerate your ass. I'm told you will fry in two-seconds flat, guaranteed or I get my money back. Vipt! Vipt! Vipt! And then KABOOM! There will be nothing left of you Dennis except for what lands on Jupiter's moons. Poem by Tracy Adams

In the grasp of some Thing

Our hot air balloon will go no higher. It seems we’re floating in a quagmire – prisoners in the grasp of some Thing. Holy mucilage! It looks indestructible, but not entirely indescribable. GIGANTIC, red-eyed, purply and white. The Thing absorbs everything in sight. It’s oozing, flowing, all consuming – a shapeshifting, gooey, menacing alien blob from deep outer space or some other dangerous place. Holy emanations! The dreadful odor makes us scream, "It’s impersonating rotting ice cream!" Can nothing stop it? Is this The End ? Let’s hope not. Until then, Steve will continue to blog about the ever growing, unstoppable blob. Poem by Tracy Adams Hot air balloon from FreePicturesWeb.com

The One You Feed

Based on the Native American legend, Two Wolves An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two eagles. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.” He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.” The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “Which eagle will win?” The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.” Additional textures: Texture Time

Mother Nature Will Arrive Soon

The day starts out fine at Double Bluff Beach. It is a bit cool with the sun still sleeping behind large puffy clouds. As I walk along the beach at low-tide I encounter a rather odd teepee-shaped structure made from driftwood. Curious, I approach with caution as it appears to be somewhat unstable. Big mistake! As I peer inside, my head bumps into a small branch which upon touching sends pulsing charges of electricity through my entire body. I quickly retreat to about fifteen feet away to observe the situation and look myself over. I'm ok, but when I look up the sky is darkening and the whole world around me is vibrating ever so slightly. Without warning, pulsing orbs of burning hot light shoot down from an opening in the sky, stopping just short of the tip of the structure. Each glowing orb hovers for a split second before entering, causing the earth to rumble beneath my feet. The menacing orbs begin to appear from all directions from the heavens above, and enter, what I now realize must be a portal, with ever increasing velocity. Everything around me vibrates violently and the air crackles with a cacophony of noises. Something has gone terribly wrong. I never should have gone inside. Damn! My teeth chatter uncontrollably. Warm urine runs down my left leg. I feel several sharp pricks, and then hundreds as the hair on my body begins to jettison into the air towards the portal, taking a piece of flesh with it. I feel a presence of not just one, but of many aliens. There isn't much time left. I scream, "THEY'RE COMING PATRICIA!"

If it hadn't been for you meddling kids

This out-to-pasture Mystery Machine was manipulated in Photoshop using the oils plugin and Snap Art 4. Additional texture: Texture Time Found in Newberg, OR

Googly-eyed Tree Snake

Spotted in West Seattle

Waiting to Transition

Haili across from the Ferris Wheel in downtown Seattle.