But so far, every experience has left me frustrated and feeling helpless, because I have absolutely NO IDEA what I'm doing. Opening a picture in photoshop reminds me of eighth grade french class - I feel so lost . . .
Until today. Finally, high speed internet capabilities meant I was able to finally use a blog I'd been following and download some action sets and go to town on a few pictures. Granted, nothing fancy, just clicking some buttons and letting these sets do the work . . . but I'm starting to understand the principals of photoshop. I'm a bit embarrassed to put these up, amateur as they may be . . . but hey, here goes nothing. And it's about time I put something up from the great state of Oklahoma!
Matt let Elyse drive his car the other day. In a parking lot. It was a tiny bit scary, but I have no place to complain/judge. I'm still a horrible driver.
We took a little trip to the Murrah building memorial.
At the site is this awesome tree that survived the bombing.
and this can fondly be referred to as the "cheeseball editing tool." This is why you should never put photoshop in the hands of anyone short of a professtional. It's the dark rim that really did me in.
Except here, I did it again.We went to a real Oklahoma experience - Eischen's fried chicken out in Okarchee. Miles of driving that sometimes led us astray on to red dirt roads (see below), complete with storm clouds and fields of waving wheat. So I had to stop for some pictures. Eischen's is hilarious, by the way - you can ONLY order fried chicken and fried okra. No plates, just some layers of wax paper to throw your greasey food on. The floor is oddly slippery and it attracts the most interesting clientelle . . .
Ok, so that's it. I'm off to bed now, althought I think I could stay up and learn how to edit all night long. The pressure is on, time is running low for opportunities to use high speed internet. Kijabe approaches.
