The only problem with foil folding paper is that the reflection of light makes it difficult for photograph. Also, you can’t make any fold corrections.
[Note: I just realized that there are 31 Days in July.]
I am totally convinced that dogs are the only creatures who have mastered the art of sleeping. As proof, I offer this photographic evidence of Mlle. Renee captured in my ongoing scientific canine sleep study. Today, she decided to doze next to my chair in my office as I worked on the computer.
(I wasn’t sleeping, I was resting my eyes!”)
(Okay, beware the REVENGE OF RENEE the next time you fall asleep watching TV!)
This could be my catch up on three missed Days Of Creativity, but I prefer to think of it as …
VARIATIONS ON A BUTTERFLY THEME
In other words, I decided to fold three different Butterflies all based on the same butterfly folding pattern, but using different thicknesses, types and colors of folding paper.
I used the double- weight paper with a star pattern on one side and white on the other for my first variation. Thick paper is stiffer and harder to fold.
MONDAY – DAY 21 – THE SUNSET BUTTERFLYI used a glossy coated paper with a different shade of red on each side. The glossy paper is a little harder to fold and photograph due to light reflection. But it did produce a butterfly closest to the original pattern.
So, which variation do you like best.
The day started off by first being cool … having great Saint Louis blue skies with floating puffy white clouds. And I decided to get out and seize the great day while I was able. I decided to start with a walk in the park which I captured with my pocket camera.
The main entrance to Forest Park is the JEFFERSON MEMORIAL dedicated to our third president who had the foresight to buy the Louisiana Territory from France. The memorial is also the home of the Missouri History Museum. Notice that the Museum is also celebrating the 250th anniversary of the founding of the city of Saint Louis. They have a great exhibit celebrating the anniversary running through next February, but I didn’t want to waste the day inside a museum. So I went around the museum and into the park.
No, this is not the trolly that Judy Garland rode on in Meet Me In Saint Louis. This is the trolly you will be able to ride on later next year, when it travels from the Museum to the entertainment center of the historic DELMAR LOOP in University City.
Bikers and runners …
And duck families!
The Boathouse is located on Post Dispatch Lake in the heart of the park. If you’re athletically inclined you can rent a paddle boat and wear yourself out exploring the waterways in the park. The Boathouse is also a damn fine restaurant and that was why I was there. I was meeting a half dozen people I used to work with for an ungodly amount of years for one of our regular lunch get-togethers.
Naturally, we opted to dine outside to enjoy the view and the fantastic day. The conversation was great! Ditto the food! And it was a totally enjoyable day!
My Pretty In Pink Butterfly
It also inspired me to get out of the house and enjoy the day which I will tell you about in my next post.
Boxes, tanks, wrappers: for this week’s Photo Challenge, show us something that contains something else.
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My grandmother had one, and it almost always held jelly beans, but there really never was enough LICORICE JELLY BEANS to satisfy her over twenty grandchildren. My mother had one too, but it almost always held M & Ms. Now I have control of the candy jar and the contents change on a random basis. Currently, it’s filled with miniature Chuckles. I’m sure the licorice will disappear first.
THE WHITE TIGER STRIPED BUTTERFLY
That right, I’m offering a fantasy butterfly of my imagination. OK, I had a sheet of folding paper at the bottom of my paper box that was covered with zebra stripes, and I decided to either use it or throw it away. So waste not, want not!
So I spent a good part of the day at the veterinary hospital with my faithful friend, Mlle. Renee. No problem, just a follow-up visit for last week’s ear infection. And she passed with flying color. (Renee is golden brown from head to toe with the exception of the white tip of her tail and her spotted right front boot of white with tan freckles. We had a long wait because the office was crowded. All the staff spoils her with pats, and naturally she works the crowd. The infection is all cleared up, and the swelling of her ear caused by the broken blood vessel is almost all back to normal.The vet did discover that the point on one of her rear teeth was broken off and advised extraction before the nerve becomes exposed. (They could put a cap on it for about a thousand bucks, but he advised extraction.) And my wallet agreed!
And that was my Thursday! And the weather is still amazingly cool for July!
MY LAUGH OF THE DAY!
While I was waiting for the vet, a woman with three little boys came in and the oldest climbed onto the dog scale and shouted, “Mom, I weigh 50 dog pounds!”
THE BUSTER BROWN BUTTERFLY
Today’s butterfly was inspired by childhood memories. When I was a kid my mother and father would walk down Saint Louis Avenue to 14th Street. Back in the post war 40′s 14th Street was a bustling shopping area in North Saint Louis. The hadn’t invented shopping centers back then. So, if you were shopping, you either went downtown where the department stores were or you went to 14th Street or Grand Avenue on the Near North Side. They also had shopping areas on the south side of the city … but to shop there required a long streetcar ride. So 14th Street was closest for us. And the shoes of choice for any kid who listen to the radio and Smiling Ed McConnell, Midnight the Cat, Groggy Gremlin and Squeaky the Mouse were Buster Brown shoes.
Who could forget the famous Buster Brown tag line … THAT’S MY DOG TIGE. HE LIVES IN A SHOE. I’M BUSTER BROWN, LOOK FOR ME IN THERE, TOO! Little did I realize that when I got my first job in advertising, it would be working for a shoe company owned by Brown Shoe Company … the company that made Buster Brown.Shoes. Thankfully, I never had any desire to name Mlle. Renee TIGE! But I did name today’s origami butterfly after Buster Brown. There is a sad tale about Tige though, he was an American Bull Terrier with a toothy grin.
In the late 20th century the Bull Terrier became known as a PIT BULL, a dog trained to fight other dogs viciously. And mother’s became excited about the kids being frightened by poor Tige. So the ad mavens had poor Tige redrawn into a happy faced lap dog…And my childhood dog and shoe idol was gone forever. Maybe I should have named my butterfly TIGE. Butterflies don’t have teeth.