some of my pitiful attempts at “artistic” photography.

I love taking pictures. I try to give mine an artistic flair, but mostly I think they only turn out so-so. I was looking through some old pictures I took, and I found this one- I completely forgot I had taken it. I was walking along the beach one evening during a trip to Scotland and found a heart shaped rock. I decided to embellish it a bit and this is what happened.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle’s compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.  ~William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116