My words and my pictures. All I have



I was lucky enough to catch the little monkey in the sun the other day, and distracting her with a weed I pulled, I managed to snap a few shots. She’s full of energy and I think she’s got her heart set on breaking the sound barrier, judging by the speed at which she zooms from room to room over and over again.

The situation with Robin is still tense, but he’s a wonderful boy and when I say “stop” he stops, instead of running after her and swallowing her whole. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to leave them in the same room alone, but oh well, a girl can hope.

One thing I can tell you about having a black cat, they’re awfully hard to shoot. I had to dodge and burn these shots six ways to Sunday to get everything properly exposed. Hope you like them!



One year later

If anyone had told me a year ago that so many things could happen to a person in 365 days, I would have told them that person could never be me. And yet it is. Here I am, one year older, and my life has changed so much that it’s hard to believe. Not everything that happened was good, but I’ve grown a lot and learnt a lot and so far I’ve been able to handle everything.

I’m not a fan of birthdays, but this year I can look back and feel really happy for the last twelve months I was granted. Life has been beautiful, and I intend to make it even better.

These are the last of my “watercolor” shots and some from last week. Sunsets are very strange these days, thanks to the ash. Hope you like the photos 🙂


Red tulip

Sunday was the Argentinean Mother’s Day. For whatever unfathomable reason, the universe decided that on that day I should become mother to a second adorable kitten. If you’ve been following my blog you already know about my unruly gray male cat Robin, who’s about a year and a half. On Sunday morning my Dad let him out and seconds later had to intervene in a heated fight between Robin and a stray black kitten half his size and over half his age.

Somewhere in the next twenty-four hours we went from all-out war to siblings, and Mora has become the newest family member and the loveliest mother’s day gift. At first my parents were reluctant to let me keep her, and they had actually set out to drive her to my aunt’s who is looking for a female cat when (they told me) she looked at my mother and meowed, inspiring them to return.

If any of you have ever brought a second cat into your home, I’ll welcome any advice or tip you can share. I’m currently keeping Mora in the laundry room (when she’s not asleep on my lap), since a couple of articles I read said to keep the new cat isolated and slowly let them get used to each other’s scent and presence. So far there’s been a lot of staring and hissing.

I’ve been trying to get these shots edited and this post up for a week, but as you can see things haven’t stopped happening. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers who read this blog, and I hope you like the flowers :).



For the past week I’ve been in an amazingly creative and inspired mood. Maybe it’s because spring makes me happy, maybe it’s because I can officially see graduation in the near horizon, or maybe it just is. I don’t particularly care, I’m just enjoying the ride.

I’ve come up with a great topic for the paper I have to write as the final assignment for Contemporary Lit II, and I’m really excited about it. Mixing e.e. cummings and Ursula Le Guin is one of the coolest crazy things I’ve ever done. And since I’m majoring in sci-fi, I guess the craziness will continue for a long while.

For all those who asked about my mother and sent us their good wishes, thank you. Her surgery went well, and aside from some discomfort she’s doing ok. We’re waiting for the final results, but so far the doctors seem to think there’s nothing else wrong with her, and apparently she will only need preemptive treatment so the nodule doesn’t grow again.

My driving lessons are going better and better. Shifting gears isn’t as hard as I’d thought it’d be, and I find myself enjoying the rides. Most of the time anyway. When I have to practice driving between traffic cones for the upcoming test, I’m reminded of studying Math in high school. And I still have nightmares from time to time where I fail my Math tests. I’m afraid both will haunt me forever.

I’ve spent a week editing these shots, mostly because I came up with different versions of each one and then I couldn’t decide which one I liked best. It happens all the time. These shots were one of those surprises you sometimes get when you download the pictures you’ve just taken. The day was obviously overcast and I was by the sea only because it was warm and I had to read a relatively complex book for college and there was no way I could concentrate at home. I didn’t really expect the shots to turn out well, what with the lack of light and contrast and the high chance of blurry pictures. But when I saw them on the screen, I was stunned. I discovered the unsharp mask in PS and that dealt with the blurriness wonderfully, and it has since become one of my favorite PS features.

I’m still going through the rest of the photos from that day, so expect another post with more of them sometime soon (not too soon though, I’ve got a really busy week ahead of me). I hope you like them, and as usual, thanks for stopping by, liking and commenting!


White, violet and gold

I’m officially back to my weekly sunset shootings, at least as often as the weather permits. I don’t know if it’s ash or what, but lately there’s a thick gray cloud on the horizon that never really goes away. I guess the spring winds and all the ash that fell this winter aren’t the best combination. They make for some pretty amazing skies sometimes, though. It’s like the sun has a permanent filter in front of it, and as you will see when I finally get to edit the pictures, when it’s not too thick it makes the sky look amazing.

I’ve been doing a lot of things lately. The coolest one is that I’m taking driving lessons. I’ve been putting it off since I was seventeen (gee, I feel old saying that), mostly because I’m a terrible klutz and driving is such a huge responsibility. But now that I’m graduating and I’ve only sketchy ideas of what I’m going to do with my life, I think it’s necessary. And while I have the chance, I want to say you people who drive automatic cars have it too easy. Try learning to drive a manual one. From scratch. Oh well, at least it’s fun, and since I went trough my first lesson without crashing, and I actually drove myself home (with help from my instructor, of course), I feel pretty accomplished, and I’m looking forward to my next lesson.

My mother’s scheduled for surgery tomorrow morning. I’m not sure if the results will be immediate or we’ll have to wait, but we’ll finally know if this whole thing is over. I sure hope it is.

Sunset photos coming soon. For now, enjoy my crocuses :).