One thing I can say about cameras - I'm rarely without one. Another thing I can say about cameras...I'm always pointing them at the strangest things. This little shot tonight started its digital life as the remains of a cheese soup boil-over burned to a crisp onto the stove-top.
Yup...you heard that right - I took a picture of a common household complaint - the burned on mess of a pot of food that escaped the cooking vessel only to sizzle to its doom on the hot surface below.
Stove cleaned after the photo shoot was done...priorities, dontchaknow...
Photoshop is a wonderful tool - it turned me into a right-handed artist...which is saying something, seeing though I'm rather unapologetically left handed in most everything else. Put a plain, ordinary pencil in my right hand, and I'm about as gifted as bozo, the wonder bra...but a mouse? Hello, imagery!
I learned to use a mouse (the computer kind, not the squeaky kind) with my right hand.
Because that's where the right-handers in my family put the darn thing. It never occurred to me to move it to the dominant hand. By the time I got all growed up and started working with computers for a living, instead of out on a shop floor moving product from point 'A' to point 'B', using the mouse with my right hand was well-ingrained, and a bit of a bonus - I could take notes with my left hand while manipulating the mouse with my right. So...when I started working in 'shop - the right hand FINALLY got to be the artistic one.
I think it's happy that way, and the left hasn't gotten jealous, so I'm good with it.