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…my traveling companion and I of course had to follow the arrow pointing to the National Print Museum.  I’m not sure if the arrow was meant for people in a car or on foot.  Regardless, for us two pedestrians, the museum took a while to track down.  Many locals did not seem to know its location and warned us that sometimes young people like to twist the signs around to fool tourists.  Well, we eventually determined that the  sign was pointed in the correct direction.  Hopefully, more people will visit this wonderful hidden place.

After seeing the Book of Kells exhibit earlier in the week and being reminded how precious books and the written word have been throughout human history, it seemed apropos to visit a museum focused on the evolution of the printing press.  The main floor of the museum has several operating machines with trays of moveable type…

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While in Dublin, I visited great cathedrals and amazing galleries, and even attended an intimate music performance.  The people were friendly and always willing to share a tale or two.  Sometimes the accents were so thick I could not understand a word but I didn’t care because the flow of the words were like music as well.

In addition to music, Dublin is a city noted for its great literary heritage and perhaps that is why I did not often pull out my camera (along with the rain and wind and such).  I was too busy listening, or even sitting down on occasion with pen and paper myself.  When I did pull out my camera, I found myself less photographing churches and more trying to capture nature.  And in particular I felt compelled to try capturing the leaves in Saint Stephen’s Green, a public park located near the hotel.

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As I prepare this post, I sit in a hotel room in Dublin, Ireland.  Rain falls pretty steadily.  The air is chill and the sky is the color of smoke.  I should be cold and grumpy and yet I am warmed and made cheerful by the fractal images of Robert Grzybinski.

I was first introduced to Mr. Grzybinski at a company picnic.  Somewhere in the course of our brief conversation, as I talked about my photography, he shared that he produced fractals.  Well, if you follow this blog at all, you know how much I love shapes and colors.  I asked if he’d share some of his images with me, and thankfully, he agreed.  He also shared the creative process and inspiration behind his work.  It is my pleasure to share his words and images with you.  Enjoy! 😉

How do you create these images?  I use an…

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For most of the day, a rainy day with little light coming in through the windows.

A perfect time to sit with old paints and new bits of board …

… and to imagine what might be seen on a brighter day.

Tomorrow back to the photography and writing, but it is fun to play with other forms. 😉

 

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… found, one Saturday morning, on the church steps.  I wrote about him once.

Over time, and with the aid of little hands and big windy storms, the little fellow’s body has deteriorated quite a bit, but the wings are still intact …

… and quite beautiful.

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… but I couldn’t help myself.  Sometimes I find dragonflies on the ground and sometimes I find moths.  On occasion, I spy spiders sitting on silken webs in a corner of the house.

I’ve yet to photograph the mouse that refuses to wear diapers else he’d be welcome to stay.  In the end, they are all beautiful creatures.

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