Showing posts with label Flickr. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flickr. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

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Okay I found this tutorial on http://www.flickr.com/groups/itsanaddiction/discuss/72157624929873748/ on Flickr.
Here's a direct link. http://www.creativepro.com/article/fill-text-images-photoshop
It's been driving me crazy all night. Maybe it's the television blaring in the background and I really CAN'T multitask after all. I don't know. Have you ever thought a tutorial was easy and then couldn't figure it out?
Go ahead and try. If you come up with a perfect result after following it exactly, don't send me the result, it will just make me crazier. Who knows, maybe it's just an off day. Anyways some of the results I got are alright but they just don't look as clean as the examples. Good luck.





Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Please Mr. Postman

It's been a busy month. In the last month I:
- joined an ATC Trading group on Yahoo
-  set up a Flickr account for Trading cards (100 views on one set)
- made a website
- started to work with photoshop
- started a blog
- participated in 3 swaps
- made 15 private trades
- made 45 ATCs
- Got to know the guy at Canada Post.

So, suddenly I show up at Canada Post to mail a bulky envelope to another country. Then the next day the same thing; and on it goes. Maybe it was me, but I couldn't help feeling he was becoming suspicous. Then (because we're Canadian) there were polite enquires about the nature of the bulky envelopes. Perhaps he'd taken a workshop at Canada Post titled, "Why middle aged women smuggle drugs through the mail". I would politely (because I'm Canadian) provide him with small scraps of information on the contents of the envelopes. I wasn't trying to be elusive; I just didn't want to hold up the line because...

Yesterday, I tried to explain what I was doing. He looked perplexed. The woman in line holding a small baby cleared her throat in a meaningful way. I left.

Today I brought some ATCs for him to look at. No one was there, so it was perfect. I elaborated and explained how it all worked. Maybe it was my imagination, but he seemed to be relieved. At last the cloud of suspicion was being lifted. It was going so well.
Then, behind me I heard someone politely cough.

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