{"id":3696,"date":"2022-10-10T07:14:26","date_gmt":"2022-10-10T11:14:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/?p=3696"},"modified":"2022-10-10T12:33:53","modified_gmt":"2022-10-10T16:33:53","slug":"altered-horizons-73","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/altered-horizons-73\/","title":{"rendered":"Altered Horizons 73"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/AH73SlateIslandPost.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-3697 size-large\" title=\"Altered Horizons 73 Robin Botie of Ithaca, New York, photoshops fabricated landscapes in dealing with depression and coping with loss.\" src=\"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/AH73SlateIslandPost-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"Altered Horizons 73 Robin Botie of Ithaca, New York, photoshops fabricated landscapes in dealing with depression and coping with loss.\" width=\"625\" height=\"937\" data-popupalt-original-title=\"null\" srcset=\"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/AH73SlateIslandPost-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/AH73SlateIslandPost-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/AH73SlateIslandPost-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/AH73SlateIslandPost-600x900.jpg 600w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/AH73SlateIslandPost-624x936.jpg 624w, https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/10\/AH73SlateIslandPost.jpg 960w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 625px) 100vw, 625px\" \/><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">On Sunday mornings when I was a kid, my father would take my sister and me out flying in his small airplane. Gazing out the window, over the noise of the airplane engine I would sing Susie Little Susie, an old folksong about a poor girl and barefooted geese that couldn\u2019t afford to buy new shoes. All the while I picked out tiny houses or teeny-tiny individuals down below us. \u201cGod bless the people who live there,\u201d I\u2019d say, from up above the world. I felt very privileged and close to God up there. And, though I hadn\u2019t experienced the loss of anything greater than a goldfish or two back then, I knew that everyone needed someone praying for them, needed someone watching over them. Feeling fairly secure, I sent out love and blessings to strangers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">These days, I pick out bits and pieces of my photographed images to create small worlds in Photoshop. Maybe it\u2019s the calm or maybe it\u2019s elation\u2014something about what goes on in my head when I\u2019m photo-shopping reminds me of flying over the world in the back of my father\u2019s plane. For this fabricated landscape, I pumped up the blue color of a slate slab so I could make it into a river or a bay. I paired it with a mossy patch of ground I found in a Maine woods this summer, to create a fake aerial landscape.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Altered Horizons 73<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On Sunday mornings when I was a kid, my father would take my sister and me out flying in his small airplane. Gazing out the window, over the noise of the airplane engine I would sing Susie Little Susie, an old folksong about a poor girl and barefooted geese that couldn&rsquo;t afford to buy new [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2254],"tags":[2428,2259,705,2271,976,2351,2270,2255],"class_list":["post-3696","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a-h","tag-altered-horizons-73","tag-coping-with-change","tag-dealing-with-depression","tag-fabricated-landscapes","tag-grief-and-loss","tag-therapeutic-photography","tag-upended-life","tag-upside-down-world"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3696","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3696"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3696\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3702,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3696\/revisions\/3702"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3696"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3696"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3696"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}