Shutter Bug Hunger #2

All Dressed Up…


Where I live, it’s cold outside 8 months of the year!  It then becomes a challenge to even pick up your camera at all, without risking frostbite, just setting up and taking down your tripod outside.  Just try adjusting setting for instance without your gloves on: darn near impossible…

So you look at what appears to be ordinary things in your home, and begin asking yourself how you might make them look more colorful, interesting, unique, as wallpapers, just because you have an itchy trigger finger, and will certainly go right off your nut, if you can’t take a picture of something.  Anything, and make it work!  Not so easy as it sounds…

This plate rests upon the wall in my livingroom…  I can walk by it a dozen times and never notice the thing.  Yet doesn’t it occur to us all, one day or other, that what we possess says something about who we are, what we find tasteful or not, and how others may be enticed to connect with these objects in the same way that you might yourself?

What sets the above plate apart from other plates?  Is it the busy symmetrical pattern so common place in applets that produce mirror images in graphic programs?  Is it the bulge in the center that hints at how you may dress it up with foods, and what various kinds may be appropriate?


Yes, you’re right!  This is a rabbit’s head that also sits upon my livingroom wall.  But there’s a story behind it, as there is about everything in this series, that trigger memories.  A neighbor of mine made this as a matter of fact, and can fashion anything you’d so desire, from any kind of brass, gold, or silver, that you may bring to him.  He has exceptional talent with this type of art form! 

And it took me all of a half hour, just to clean this picture up, to its original, pristine appearance.  If you happen to own an expensive camera, you’d be surprised at the amount of detail it picks up, that your eyes are completely unaware of, until you see the image at full size!  Then there’s a million scratches, dust mites, wall dirt, spider webs, and God only knows what else.


Take this simple bowl for instance.  There were 6 million scratches on it!  (exactly 6 million?)  Yes!  And this was after I polished the silly thing up.  And the table I pose things on has enough scratches, to look like a map of New York’s subway system.  Yet I like the reflective qualities of wood surfaces!  So the perfectionist in me must remove them from every picture…  I quite literally rebuilt this table from scratch!


This comes from an entire set of dishes that elaborates upon the same theme of a family of busy rabbits, made in England and are quite expensive.  The story behind this particular dish, is that Leslie gave it to her Grandson ‘Austin’ for his first B-Day…  Your icons should fit neatly on the left, which is how I’ve set up most of the pictures in this series, which DOES have a part #3 coming to a computer near you BTW…


This too reminds me of something for a pair of little hands to more easily control and drink from…  Again, at least to me, it’s not so much the cup, as the blue reflections that set the tone for this picture.


As with all my pictures in the ‘Photos’ section, and there are quite a few, hard copies can easily be blown up to 18″  x  24″  without any loss of detail what-so-ever, or larger if you like!  And as always, you are free to do whatever you want with them, without charge or obligation.  At the very least, enjoy the slide show: compliments of: ‘Shutter Bug Hunger…’


Boo Bees!

I Admire You for Your Mind!


That’s what most men say while they’re focusing in on your Boo Bees, with a good pair of Pinocchio’s!  I’m sorry!  I meant to say: ‘Binoculars!’  We get to check out melons in stores!  I mean, why can’t we check out your holsters?  Isn’t it customary to sapple the merchant-dice first?  Did I say: ‘Sapple?’  LOL!  It’s true!  Whenever I see someone drinking a Snapple, I always right away think of a woman saying: ‘Snapple me!.’  What a come on that wood bee!  ‘Want some popcorn?’ would do just fine…  Why don’t you just say: ‘I’ll have a Snapple and a Nipple ta go?’

What are training bras for?  Do you get a passing grade when you master one?  Is there some sort of: ‘Bra Academy’ you attend, with some kind of: ‘boo bee’ obstacle course?  Not to mention, (but I will) are you aware, when you’ve got a ‘Big Bust’, it also means being arrested for trafficking?  That should tell ya something right there!  I mean, what are men supposed to do with horn blats the size of Buick’s looking down at them?  Whistle and look up at the sky?  We’d do better to sit under them for shade from the sun, and sip on a Martini: a man’s substitute for nerve gas!  Hehehehe…

A Useful Weapon for The Military!

Send five women to rip open their blouses (shouldn’t the plural be ‘blice?’) in front of the Putin, then the rest of us could just sneak around the entire army, and capture Moscow!  Offer just one ‘hoopin-floppin’ to a German Commander, and no tank would move for weeks!  But I AM sure, all their turrets would point to Mecca…  <SHABOOM!>

What is it about this mammon that drives men so brazier?  I’m sorry!  I meant to say: ‘bizarre!’  Ever see a Woman’s Lipper offering any more than fried eggs?  Do any men believe in Woman’s Lip?  And just how would the enemy get his: ‘walkie talkie’ back?  ‘You can’t have it!  I’m waiting on an important call from: ‘Meaningful Beauty!’  Or just play that psychological Beatle song off loud speakers shaped like memories: ‘I Wanna Hold Your Gland!’  I’m sorry!  I meant to say: ‘Mammary’s!’ :O(

Building a Better Holster…

There’d be no such a word as: ‘Cleavage’ if ‘Cleavage to Beaver’ didn’t exist!  What we need is a schematic for glass bras to bring women into the modern age of: ‘The Drooling Class!’  Somewhat like ‘The Ruling Class’, only with much more room to move up!  Women are aloud to show off their cream dispensers in Canada, and never take advantage of that.  ‘At the sound of the shot, my Undertaker will get right back to you!’  

I say make a bra that just covers the bulls eyes, and Honky’s from here to Nebraska will be crashing into one another. and Global Warming will take on a whole new meaning!  What about a bra that pops them out with the push of a button? Traffic lights to see your way through the forest?  There’s all kinds of ideas if we just put our hinds to it…  I’m sorry!  I meant to say: ‘minds!’  Shirley Crow-Mag-Non has advanced enough to play pocket billiards…  I’m sorry!  I meant to say: ‘Surely!’ :O(