Mental Seeds

Golden Trees

Mental Seeds blog is a promise to myself.  A promise of personal work.  A promise to find new ways to express what I see.  Even in those images I imagined before my eyesight changed. This image has been gnawing on me for years now, waiting...

Retinal Tears

Retinal tears and fears of darkness, What DO I actually see ? Lightning strike laser; pain visualized, (how odd this queasy flash). The wet drops from my eye splashes my glasses, remembering the first rain and sprinkling Cotinus Grace. Update on Detached Retina It has been three weeks since I posted to Mental Seeds.  Begun with such enthusiasm.  Begun...

It Started with Blurry Vision

It began with a vague suspicion.  Was my vision, out there in the outer periphery of the left eye, blurry?  Now, you say, how could you not know your retina was becoming detached ? The blurriness of my eye was a filminess that would surely...

Back To Work

  I first posted this picture to my Gardening Gone Wild post Depths of Perception 2 months ago as I began exploring my new vision after the vitrectomy.  At that time, despite the worries over my eye, I was giddy with new photos.  I couldn't...

Tupelo Impressions, After the Fall

I have missed two entire months.  For the record, I fell off a ladder onto my studio floor on Aug. 30.  Six broken ribs, separated shoulder, fractured skull, and concussion.  Life can change in an instant. Much recovered by now except a residual paralyzed facial...

Seeing ‘Roger’s Red’

Some days, simply venturing out with the camera is truly a tonic.  With full intent to go capture some photo or another, I escape the office, get out of doors, needing, indeed craving for photos to wash over me, allow me to click a...

A Blur is a Blur

I don't know where the blurriness of my left eye has led me.  Did I "see" these blurry water reflections, or did I just get lucky ? Standing by the edge of this pond in Mettawa, Illinois late in the afternoon of a long day...

Seeing Slices

I am sometimes baffled by what I see. I will slap my face looking at a scene and wonder why am I not seeing what I expect to see.  The Tupelo tree (Nyssa sylvatica) in my front yard commands attention when it comes into fall color,...

M’Eyes and The Goldfinch

"Between 'reality' on the one hand, and the point where the mind strikes reality, there's a middle zone, a rainbow edge where beauty comes into being, where two very different surfaces mingle and blur to provide what life does not: and this is a space...

Dusk, Blackwater Pond

Blackwater Pond in the Cape Cod National Seashore, seen here at dusk last October, is rendered using computer manipulation of the digital file.  There was a time, and I can define that time more precisely: before my vision was altered with the series of...