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Slide show featuring some selections from one-woman photography shows 2009 through 2022. I hope you enjoy being a fly on the wall with me.

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Great Blue Heron foraging amongst water lilies in the cove – babsjeheron.

My first paying photography gig was hanging a Diane Arbus exhibit, for minimum wage. I was at university taking a course in graphic design then, and I was thrilled by the exposure to her work first-hand. The job was a nail-biter though and my boss Leo sternly exhorted us “Whatever you do, don’t cut yourself!” All of the photographs were originals, not reproductions. They were mounted in floating glass frames, the kind with only glass, no wood or metal around the borders. The glass edges were not beveled and were extremely sharp – there was a high risk of getting cut and bleeding on the art that could have ruined her work. It was intense but so rewarding, and no blood was shed that show..

Fast forward to a few years ago. The photo in this post was one of the cornerstone pieces in a one-woman show I had. As you can see, there’s no evidence of Arbus’ influence in that photo.
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Although…

The day of my artist reception, I spent some time sitting outside on a bench before going inside to meet & greet gallery visitors. I sat there under the trees, composing myself and enjoying the dappled sunlight when I felt it.
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Plop!
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A present from an overhead bird landed on my shoulder, anointing me with sacred bird poo, an ironic baptism for a bird photographer.
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I think Arbus would have appreciated the irony.
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(There are those who consider getting pooped on by a bird to be good luck…)
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And what bird photographer worth her salt hasn’t been anointed by poo?
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Remember: Walk softly and carry a long lens.™

May the Muse be with you.™

The Tao of Feathers™

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