I was on Pinterest, again, and came across a pin about editing your pictures for Pinterest (and shows and this website in my case) using Picmonkey. I clicked it and it did seem fairly easy even for a technical idiot like me so I tried it out. It made my pictures look amazing and it was easy.
The main thing I found about almost all of my pictures is that I tilt my camera about half a degree.
Today I searched pinterest for some more tutorials and found on where I could add text and bubbles. I was hooked and upgraded to the not free edition.
This was just for fun, but I think I'll have to pin this one! http://www.picmonkey.com/ is the link if you want to give it a try.
I went to my first Clay Alliance meeting last night. As a person who works with clay in the Cincinnati area, you get the question often, "Do you belong to the Clay Alliance?" It seemed like a lot of volunteer work involved, so I held off until this year. I don't have as many PTO responsibilities this year and since Lauren is in college, I don't have to volunteer for swimming, track and CC anymore.
They only meet 4 times a year but it takes me a good 40 minutes to get there. I hate going to a meeting when I don't know anyone but usually people are friendly. This group seemed ok, maybe a little cliche, but it's too early to get a feel for it yet. The big discussion was about a new space the group wanted to rent in the Essex Studio to store items for events and use as a gallery. It seemed like a good idea to me, but John had a hard time selling the idea to the vocal minority and I could tell he was getting flustered. If you wanted to put your pieces in the gallery, it was $50 a year. I think I'll do it just to get my name out there. http://www.essexstudios.com/
Enough procrastinating, my goal today is to work on getting some useful storage space in the basement till 3:00. That's when Logan gets home from school with the truck and we can load it with scrap and get rid of some of the barn crap. I should have taken pictures of it before started. Bless Rob's heart, he was a hoarder, although he would have hated me for saying that out loud.