I’ve been busy, so this is just a quick post about . . .
“Busy with what?”
. . . what the?! . . . let me finish, will ya?
As I was saying, I’ve been busy. One of the things I was busy with was getting a handle on my office clutter. Here’s my redone office . . . I’ll try to keep it this clean every day.
Now, the color is a bit on the warm side because I had lights on and the blinds closed. Had I not done did that the daylight done would wash everything out, which it also done did if I tried to color-correct.
I suppose I could have brought out my flash, shot a number of bracketed exposures, and then blended them into an HDR blah, blah, blah.
Nope, this is what you get, and yes, there is someone at the computer.
I had mentioned I was working out and eating less . . . I got myself really lean.
OK, OK . . . that’s Bones; Bob Bones. He usually sits in the chair in the corner (visible in the first photo), but having been watching me for a while, he wanted to give photo editing a try.
He’s not bad, but of course he picked an easy photo; you can hardly screw up a Barbados photo.
Hey . . . I wonder how Bob would look in B&W?
No bones about it; definitely a better look for Bob.
BTW, can you spot the mouse? Not the computer mouse; the actual (fake) mouse.
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