Ann on a Monday


 


Quite honestly, you are not wanting to see me swimming.  This, however, is me sitting on the edge of the pool waiting to get the courage up to submerge more than my feet.  In the original photo (obviously, the lower photo), you can make out the image of my foot/feet under the water.  I took this photo with my phone on "live" then chose the image that captured some of the splash.

I used to like to play with photoshop and picnik - but I don't have access to the first anymore and the latter was discontinued a long, long time ago.  So, I looked for a new free program and found iPiccy.  I'm not sure what I think about the image I created.  It feels more dynamic than the original - but it might be more abstract than I prefer.  I don't really care if I lost my feet - well, I mean in the photo - I'd hate to lose my feet IRL - but I don't want to lose the idea of moving water.

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