Reality bites

Self portraits. As reflected in the dew coated windows of UF’s Baughman Chapel.

Like a certain Orange Cheeto we all know and love/hate, I have come to believe that reality is highly overrated.

Plus boring.

The sun coming up over Lake Alice, also shot in Baughman window reflections.

Which is why I frequently indulge in the cardinal photographic sin of distorting/bending/twisting my images.

With the help of various filters, over-and-under exposures, color manipulations and (he is embarrassed to admit) even the occasional flat-out photo gimmick app.

Top: My patio washed in an x-ray filter. Bottom: Rain on my patio with all the color bled out.

Lately I’ve been fooling around with an app called Photos Booth to achieve some borderline outrageous effects. I’m sure it’s just a passing phase. Kind of like growing up and stuff.

Eat your heart out, MC Escher.

One PB feature renders a kaleidoscopic effect. Another downright bends reality.

We installed a disco ball on our patio to amuse the dog. Turned out to amuse me even more.

What happens when you stare at one of my manipulated photos long enough? It stares right back at you.

The brick room at C&G Brewery is one of my favorite spaces. I’ll never see it in the same, um, light again.

Photo purists will call me a cheat and a charlitan. And I would not argue with that.

Variations on the don’t bother the gators sign at Lake Alice.

On the other hand, I never have pretended to be an Ansel Adams or a Clyde Butcher.

UF has installed new picnic tables at Lake Alice. Arriving there Saturday morning I noticed the tables were covered in moisture. You can do interesting things with moisture.

But in my defense, neither have I asked AI to do my distorting for me.

I am quite capable of my own photo chicanery, thank you very much.

Left: The Reflecting Pool. Right: Trump’s brain. (Nah, just some more water on the picnic tables shots).

I’m still pretty much a hands-on guy. You‘d be surprised by what you can achieve with just the standard IPhone photo editing tools.

Lake Alice as imagined in somebody’s fever dreams.

And like I told you all before, friends and neighbors.

Welcome to my fever dreams.

Reality bites.

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