Sea Blue Lens


Inside Out

For the final assignment in our Find Your Eye course, Kat asked us to look over our work and put together the beginning of a series of photographs that were related in some way. My friend Susan posted a wonderful series of window photographs in response, and in a comment I teased her about stealing my idea.

She really didn’t know that I was already planning to “do windows” myself. And when I actually started gathering my window photos together, I realized that they are from a different point of view from most of Susan’s. So here is my own take on windows, from the inside out.

I love windows. They connect me with the outdoors, even if I can’t be outdoors. The first thing I do in the morning is throw open the curtains to let in as much light as possible, and if the weather permits, I open the windows, too.

I love the play of light and shadow, and the way the sunlight filters through these curtains.

Faded Curtain

I like the soft illumination of north light on this collection of objects in an antiques shop window. We always feel like we’re not quite alone when we go into this room, even though we can’t see anyone else there.

Olden Days

I love the sparkle of sunlight on these panes, and the pattern of sun and shade on the old trunk below this beautiful window.

Twelve Over Eight

This window at old Fort Popham sparks my imagination.

Keeping Watch

This gorgeous view is from the garage (formerly the carriage house) at the circa 1807 house my daughter lives in.

Framing Autumn

I wonder who lives in that old red house? I wish I could see inside it, and take pictures of the pond from those windows.

Mill Pond

Imagine gazing out this window, your back warmed by the sun, chatting with a friend and lingering over tea on a cold winter’s afternoon.

At the Tea House

This window at a shop in an old barn is always filled with quirky odds and ends, fun to look at while enjoying the loveliness outside at the same time.

Blue Moose

I love the arched frame and blue trim on these windows upstairs at a potter’s studio in Eastport, Maine, and the whimsical little whirlygig placed to catch a breeze.

From the Potter’s Workshop

No curtains on this window, but sails for the sunlight to shine through. I don’t know this lady, but she looks so comfortable and content sitting there with her Sunday paper. I’d like to join her.

Sunday Morning

This was a fun assignment. In looking for a series to do, I found several themes among my photographic archives that are already well on their way to being series of their own. I’ve just never before thought of pulling them together in one place. I’ll be working on that!

I have a bonus lesson, a summing up, to finish this class, but that will be a subject for another day.