Postcards From France: Grasse, Part 1

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My Postcard From Grasse – Part 1

This Postcard from France comes to you from Grasse. After chilly but beautiful Strasbourg up in northern France, a 5-day road trip dropped me much further south into Grasse, which is in the French Riviera, or Cotes d’Azur. It was close to Chateauneuf de Grasse, which is where I’d be leading my “Finding Your Artistic Voice” photography retreat a few days later.  Continue reading “Postcards From France: Grasse, Part 1”

Sometimes It Takes a Talking Shrimp

Straight From The Talking Shrimp

Sometimes I like to share things here that certainly include photography – because I always post a photo (or video) – but aren’t only about photography.

‘Cause I believe that life should include the thing we love to do – but shouldn’t ONLY be about them. I’m a huge believer in cross-training. Besides, life is large and we should live it that way.

You need to meet (through her blog) Laura Belgray. She’s a copywriter. She’s fantastic. Her website is called “The Talking Shrimp.” I worked with her on the copy for my new website. You’ll see why.

But more than that, you need to read today’s post, which she called “This Sh*t’s Hard*.

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A Cool Interview

I was asked to do an interview recently by “just a guy” (hehheh, his words) Jay Juliano. He’s a business owner back on New England – but his first love is photography. I thought it was pretty cool that he reached out to someone he didn’t even know and ask for an interview. That’s SO in the spirit of “The Chat” – and reflects such a cool brand of “get up and go” that of course I said yes! Since this was one of the photos Jay chose for the article, you can click the photo to go there. For those who only look for links, it’s here on Jay’s website.

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Operation: Launch the Blog!!

It’s been my plan for quite some time to get a proper blog launched into space. I had thoughts and ideas swirling for months. Contemplated the purpose of it and what it would include, this i-land of Karen’s World!

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It certainly must be photo-centric. Voiceover inclusive. Link to my Google+ hangout shows – along with other shows I’ve visited or co-hosted. Linkage to interviews. Be a place to say, share and create.  I wanted one place on the internet to call my own where EVERYTHING could live, work and play together in perfect harmony. Or pleasant cacophony, depending.

And now… voila! This is it.  A humble beginning, but a start nonetheless. I’m excited and ready to have a new adventure!! This also coincides nicely with my very first trip ever to New Zealand – the land of a lifelong dream for me. I’m part of the Team of Trey for Trey’s New Zealand Photo Adventure, from Feb. 6-10, 2013!

To get in the mood ahead of time, I pulled out  photo of mine from a year or so ago, taken on Emerald Bay, Lake Tahoe. It always looked to me like the land of hobbits, elves and magic… and seemed the perfect image light up this new phase – and my very first-setting-foot-in-NEW ZEALAND-moment!! (I’ve been writing that in capital letters for a few weeks now. It’s the one place my extreme excitement pops out, like the screech of a little girl! Otherwise I’m trying to stay super focused to wrap up everything I need to before I go!)

Karen’s Interview with Mathew Hanley

An interview with Karen Hutton…

we talk about where it all began, the influences, Google+ and the edge of the mirrorless revolution.

Let’s start by having you tell us about you. 

I’m Karen Hutton. I currently live in the Lake Tahoe area. I’m a photographer and a voice over

professional. (I’m the voice of Stuck on Earth and MotionX-GPS Drive,). Photography has been in my family for as long as I can remember. In fact, since my parents passed, we’ve found photos of the Norwegian side of my family from back in the homeland… perfectly preserved… hundreds of them, all dated in the 1800′s. Yes, photography is in my blood. [Read more]

 

Her New Coiffe

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Her friends thought her new doo was a tad overdone for everyday, although it definitely DID make a statement.
She assumed their stares were that of envy and admiration, so she struck the pose and imagined it immortalized in People magazine.

Oh, Snip-Snap!

Dramatic. Glamorous.

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Sometimes nature is so very dramatic and glamorous. She’ll just go for it. Break out her finery and sweep into that sky like the MEGA star that she is.
I love it when she does that.

I caught her this day in her explosionary finale of an intricately choreographed dance that took about an hour or so to create. She was deliberate. Detailed. Left no swish unswirled, yet no one could say the effect was overdone. No, it was… perfect.

When the grand finale finally burst into living technicolor oranges and reds with just a touch of peachy goodness, I swore I could hear the final strains of Ravel’s Bolero. Oh my. It was dramatic. And most definitely glamorous.

Convict Lake

My first visit there. I love that feeling of the first time... your heart quickens, your eyes get all sharp and darty at the new sights, even my stomach jumps around a little at the excitement of NEW. I'm big on the story too - and I love hearing them about the places I visit. Convict Lake was named after an incident in 1871, where a group 'o thugs, er, 'convicts' escaped from prison in Carson City. That's 200 miles away. So a buncha lawmen, er, a 'posse' chased those buggers all the way down here, where they had a shootout. The sheriff was killed, as was his Indian guide. They named the lake after the convicts, the mountain (Mt. Morrison) after the sheriff. Nobody named anything after the Indian guide, which strikes me as just pure ungrateful. It was a moody, weathery day... kinda fitin' with the story that goes with it. But I just went with the vibe and took this photograph to remember it all by.

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My first visit there. I love that feeling of the first time… your heart quickens, your eyes get all sharp and darty at the new sights, even my stomach jumps around a little at the excitement of it all.

I’m big on the story too – and I love hearing them about the places I visit. Convict Lake was named after an incident in 1871, where a group ‘o thugs, er, ‘convicts’ escaped from prison in Carson City. That’s 200 miles away. So a buncha lawmen, er, a ‘posse’ chased those buggers all the way down here, where they had a shootout. The sheriff was killed, as was his Indian guide. They named the lake after the convicts, the mountain (Mt. Morrison) after the sheriff. Nobody named anything after the Indian guide, which strikes me as just pure ungrateful.

It was a moody, weathery day… kinda fitin’ with the story that goes with it. But I just went with the vibe and took this picture to share with y’all.

Humphrey Bogart Was Here

He was going out. He didn't know when he would be back. Or even if he would. It was secret. Top secret. The call came in on the untraceable phone. The message was in code. Translation;  grab the bag by the door and leave now. He learned long ago to act first, question later. Which he did now. But this time as he left, he looked back. Took a mental snapshot of door, the steps, the way the  single lamp post draped light across the railing like a wing of an angel. Like the woman he'd left in the bed. She'd awaken without him.  And wonder why.

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He was going out. He didn’t know when he would be back. Or even if he would. It was secret. Top secret.
The call came in on the untraceable phone. The message was in code.
Translation; grab the bag by the door and leave now.
He learned long ago to act first, question later. Which he did now.
But this time as he left, he looked back. Took a mental snapshot of door, the steps, the way the single lamppost draped light across the railing like a wing of an angel.
Like the woman he’d left in bed.
She’d awaken without him. And wonder why.

Dr. Who’s Time Travelin’ Time Lord Bar

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Isn’t this a nutty shot? So, I decided it’s Dr. Who’s traveling time lord bar. Cause I think Dr. Who must need a snort every now and then to unwind after a long day on the Time Lord time clock. And he sure wouldn’t want to run the risk of being stuck in some godforsaken dimension of No Fun At All, seeking said snortage. Hence the need for a time travelin’ Time Lord Bar. See, it’s time-tethered to the Tardis, thus always available. Genius.

I managed to snap this just as it was taking off, about to wink out of this particular time-space continuum. Who says digital cameras aren’t fast? Ha.

Yeaaahhhhh… welcome to Mental Movies by Karen. This is what a long day of recording incredibly dry narrations will do to a girl. Tall, cool one, anyone?

Daggers and Fingers in Clouds… Oh My!

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Glenshire Pond, August, 2010. The clouds were just breaking up from an afternoon thunderstorm. It seemed like everyone who lives at the Pond had set up camp on their decks or in their yards for this light show. People driving by were even stopping their cars and getting out to watch.
Yeah, it was that amazing.
I heard cheers, gasps, laughter, “Oh my god”s and “Did you see that?”s… and for the first time, actual applause for a sunset.

I guess mother nature really is the best show on earth.
I kinda feel like her staff photographer.

Behind The Green Door

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I love crazy old doors. What’s behind them? Who passes through them? How long have they been there? Now clearly, there’s alot going on with this one right here. It’s a storybook door. And judging by the individual frames on this door, the age old push me, pull me, hit me, hang me, shake me, beg me, dress me, undress me, implore me, bestow up on me, gimmegimmegimme lifestyle has been going on for quite some time now. But what is the whole story here? Who was the original artist? Who commissioned him? And why? I have no answer. This kinda bugs me. Do you know?

InSeine Sunset

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This was my first time in France, first gaze upon the Seine river – and first full view of this gorgeous city so full of art, history and promise.

It even had proper lighting. Heavenly. So I made it look the way it felt.

I couldn’t believe this sunset. People said it was unusual, but it was my first time in Paris, so how would I know? The thought did cross my mind; “Gee, it’s just like the Glenshire Pond!”. Then realized I’d probably committed some kind of mental crime de comparison.

The bridge is the Pont des Arts. It was a tit bit nippily in December when we were there. Snapping this shot in all my layers and full length down coat I could hardly imagine it – but during the summer it becomes a “studio en plein air” – a spot for painters, photographers, and other artists, and a picnic grounds for locals. Hey – let’s go there then! Wanna?