Backyard Garden - Blacksburg, VA April 1, 2014
Image Collection of Teri H Hoover
Showing posts with label Teri H Hoover Photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Teri H Hoover Photography. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Pulling from the Unseen
I know there is life within these hidden places. I have been long quiet, a seed buried in darkness. I squirm just a bit and know all is well. I know I am not alone here. As we allow and learn; times of long gestation, we begin to see these places as creative spaces. Things unseen are infused into our dreams. I am delighting in this time.
Sketch book - January 2014
Preston Avenue- Blacksburg VA- January 2014
Seattle WA- February 2014
Chihuly Glass Seattle, WA- March 2014
Seattle, WA- March 2014
Wishing you all the blessings of the heart - and wonderful curves of creativity!
Teri
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Portals of Transition
Portals of Transition
on display at Mill Mountain Coffee Blacksburg, Va
January 2014- April 2014
Mill Mountain Coffee - Blacksburg VA
Teri H Hoover -Blacksburg Regional Art Association Exhibiting Artist
Growing
up near Buffalo, NY, there was a drawer behind
As
a family with six children we went through a lot of paper.
I
can still hear mom reminding dad (an offset printer)
that
we could use more paper. At age 12 I received my
first
126 Kodak Instamatic camera. I was in sixth grade. Stealthily, I
would find subjects I desired to draw. Writing, drawing and
photography co-existed until my early 20's.
In
college at Alfred University, I truly enjoyed drawing and writing,
but felt the greatest connection with photography.
For
the most part doors, stairs and windows were among my favorite
subjects. In the beginning I found photographing people daunting, but
I did capture some great images of people unaware. My love of
photographing people was found through photographing my children and
family members and eventually moved beyond worke. For over 25 years I
have enjoyed my work in the wedding and portrait fields. I have been
blessed to work with clients world wide.
Besides
working as a photographer, I have two grown children who are creative
and witty. I am a serious lover of dogs-I only care for one at a
time, but deeply admire those that can care for more. The outdoors
recharges my soul and our garden was featured in 2013 on the NRV
Garden Tour. As a full blown hoarder of fabric, I create quilts,
bowls and wall hangings. I am also blessed with one patient and
sometimes puzzled husband who travels a lot.
I
have lived in Blacksburg since 1982. My focus of creating a home and
raising children took precedent over other creative endeavors. In
November 2012 I joined the Blacksburg Regional Art Association in an
effort to give myself insight into just how artists “worked”. I
am now Co-VP and love the supportive group of people I have found.
About
these Images:
This
is my first foray into displaying my images in a public venue. I am
delighted to be a part of the BRAA which promotes artists to do just
this type of thing. The collection of images you see here is the
culmination of the need to finish what I began in 1979. I have over
2000 door related images. The 20 photos you see here were taken since
2006 in digital format. I hope to delve into my archives in the next
year and print some of my earlier images.
Why
doors? The word transition comes to mind. The symbolism of doors as
a visual transition from inside to outside or vice versa is basic;
but obviously quite captivating for me.
Enjoy
the images, prices are next to each photo. Feel free to contact me at
crystalirisphotos@gmail.
Information
about my wedding and portrait work can be found at:
All
images in this show are the sole property of Teri H Hoover
Photography ©
All
images printed at PFS- 290
Peppers Ferry Rd. NE
Christiansburg
VA 24073
540.381.9425
Saturday, January 18, 2014
The Blog is Dead- I Feel SO Much Better
Why does that make me feeling better?
I can just feel the relief wash over me.
The Blog is Dead by Jason Kottke
..."Sometime in the past few years, the blog died. In 2014, people will finally notice. Sure, blogs still exist, many of them are excellent, and they will go on existing and being excellent for many years to come. But the function of the blog, the nebulous informational task we all agreed the blog was fulfilling for the past decade, is increasingly being handled by a growing number of disparate media forms that are blog-like but also decidedly not blogs.Instead of blogging, people are posting to Tumblr, tweeting, pinning things to their board, posting to Reddit, Snapchatting, updating Facebook statuses, Instagramming, and publishing on Medium."...Today, teens are about as likely to start a blog ... as they are to buy a music CD. Blogs are for 40-somethings with kids"
I am guilt free of my disregard of the blogging "rules" of success. No more worries about the number of shares, likes, responses, followers, consistency of content, frequency of posts, or finding the perfect theme. I am free!!!
The zeal with which some plunge into the New Year has always been curious to me. Maybe living in the Northern Hemisphere, far from the equator, plays a role. I see the contrast of winter days and expending gobs of energy on resolutions to be futile. January does however bring thoughts of quiet new beginnings. Stirrings in the darkness of winter. I listen closely.
I am not dismayed by the delay- I will have a new word by Chinese new year, which is next week. Or sooner- since I keep rewriting this post! I have continued to ponder last years word, curves.
I can just feel the relief wash over me.
The Blog is Dead by Jason Kottke
..."Sometime in the past few years, the blog died. In 2014, people will finally notice. Sure, blogs still exist, many of them are excellent, and they will go on existing and being excellent for many years to come. But the function of the blog, the nebulous informational task we all agreed the blog was fulfilling for the past decade, is increasingly being handled by a growing number of disparate media forms that are blog-like but also decidedly not blogs.Instead of blogging, people are posting to Tumblr, tweeting, pinning things to their board, posting to Reddit, Snapchatting, updating Facebook statuses, Instagramming, and publishing on Medium."...Today, teens are about as likely to start a blog ... as they are to buy a music CD. Blogs are for 40-somethings with kids"
I am guilt free of my disregard of the blogging "rules" of success. No more worries about the number of shares, likes, responses, followers, consistency of content, frequency of posts, or finding the perfect theme. I am free!!!
What relief.
For the past few January's I have chosen a word to explore throughout the new year.
2011 Pause~~~~~~2012 Balance~~~~~~2013 Curves
It is January 17th and I am still without a word in 2014.
- Why do I feel a bit let down by last years word?
- Why did Pause and Balance give me a sense of comfort? (Was it the years events were easier in 2012, and 2011? Ha, now that is funny.)
- Comfort- now there is a word! Creating a places of comfort, lingering in places of comfort, hiding in places of comfort - ah yes. That is stuff I like.
Finding the inside of the curve~ October 2013~
Devils Garden, Escalate, Utah
- SAFETY
- physical safety and emotional safety
- Yes safety. Safety could be my word. With prayer and faithfulness I may find that curve I crave, the inside. With prayer and faithfulness, maybe I could may be ok outside the curve. Maybe. I here some people crave the excitement of the outside of the curve.(Don't they know it is dangerous out there!!)
- When do I feel most comfortable? What amount of comfort do I require to feel safe enough to really be myself? What are the origins of discomfort?
"Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place."
~ Zora Neale Hurston
~ Zora Neale Hurston
So this year it will be my intention to be mindful about the boundaries I need to feel safe. I wish to set boundaries with grace instead of defensiveness. Last year I struggled to reclaim a safe emotional place. It seemed the only way to do this was a "take no prisoners" strategy. Very effective- but rather abrasive.
So a prayer for the gentleness of a mother creating a safe place for a child. I will allow myself the safe space, relieved to do the things that will bring me around again to wholeness.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Between a Rock and a Hard Place
Spooky Canyon, Escalante Utah 10-2013
Sometimes you get stuck in a curve
You can't get turned around
Until you ask for help.
I will say this is a full life. Light comes streaming in just when the darkness seems to have won. Blessings and grace shine into your hearts.
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Late Summer Musings
Shine the Divine- I Heart Macro week 18
Sunday Whirl #128- September 22, 2013
The late summer shadows in the alley behind my house.
Though summer is making way for autumn, my dill plants are
celebrating with an exuberance of seeds.
These seeds will dry and fall
to the ground, ready for their winter rest.
Still and quiet, waiting
without distress for the warmth of spring.
So I will curve into autumn.
The Huckleberry Trail- Blacksburg, VA- September 2013
In honor of friend and fellow blogger Laura Hegfield Shine the Divine
I took this photo with my cell phone the other afternoon -
when I downloaded the image it reminded me of Laura's image on her blog.
It reminded me of her inspiration that always awaits me when I visit.
AND then of course there are hearts-
Finland 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Saturday, September 7, 2013
The Well Used Heart
So I have been away. The curve got hold me. I flew off into the ozone for awhile.
Here is a small selection of life since May....

How are you?
Shine the Divine- I Heart Macro week 17
Sunday Whirl #125- September 8, 2013
Poetic Bloomings September 8, 20123 Prompt 119- "Looking Back- Looking Forward"
The Well Used Heart by Teri H Hoover ©
Poetic Bloomings September 8, 20123 Prompt 119- "Looking Back- Looking Forward"
The Well Used Heart by Teri H Hoover ©
One small brush with a stranger, at the magic edge of idleness.
One little push at the top of the curve; there is no turning back.
Traveling the avenue of thought only to lose my answer.
Stains of intrigue stamped upon my passport.
Approaching the borders without dimension.
Where is my country?
Only a heart full of emptiness can return home.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Rise
Finding love close
within fertile layers.
I anchor my heart
to the curves of the current.
Free to shift and yield
the range of this phrase riding a beam of light.
Long months of ripping away.
Lofting tatters connect and rise,
redeemed.
Backyard Garden, Blacksburg, VA- May 25, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
If
WE WRITE POEMS prompt -153-changing-the-impossible
If
If birds could swim and fish could fly
Words would flow like tears I cry.
Winter scars behind this heart
My leaves unfurl with springs fresh start.
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Gently
Next door neighbors weeping cherry tree- Blacksburg, VA- April 22, 2013
All that room
outside.
My heart finds safety.
Through these gentle blossoms
Light.
Light.
I have considered "going dark" as the cool bloggers say. Taking some time off from the online space. But as soon as I say that I will want to post. Such is the nature of being me. So for now despite some behind the scenes meltdown and fumblings. I will continue with my little weekly posts. I can feel the deep sigh of relief from the universe. Onward with my leaking and lurking and rambling.
On the bright side on July 6, 2013 our garden will be a part of the 18th Annual New River Valley Garden Tour . Sponsored by Friends of the Montgomery County Library (proceeds to benefit the Montgomery County Library). And while the preparation for such an event is a bit daunting I am enjoying the time outside.
Sending blessings of love and light to you and yours.
Huckleberry Trail Blacksburg, VA- April 2013
A walk that curves right into my heart-
Friday, April 12, 2013
Carried into Light
The FIRST photo is Linking with Bonnie at Pixel Dust Photo Art, - SHADOWS/LIGHT , ABC Wednesday , -Missing ,Wordless Wednesday NC Sue,, Random Heart Thursday.
Backyard Garden, Blacksburg, VA- 04-05-2013
We float between sunlight and shadows
Until we curve into new life.
Williamsville, NY
Grandma Helen-
February 5, 1911 - April 8, 2013
February 5, 1911 - April 8, 2013
The welcoming smile, the laugh, the love.
Her
arrival in Heaven will be heralded with the chirping of chickadees,
sparrows and cardinals. Kittens will purr and curl and dogs noses will
nuzzle in. Her siblings, friends and of course Elmer and Mary Anne will
be there. She has waited so long to see them again.
She brought a bit of heaven to earth. Faithful and joyful. Her greetings were with an open heart and smile. A visit was filled with heartfelt love. And her good byes were a blessing; standing in the door way with a wave and a smile, you never saw her leave that space. She waited with a prayer in her heart until you had gone from view.
So
we now stand in that doorway and wave good bye. Now we will wait, with a
prayer in ours hearts. She is gone from our view, but forever with
us. I now look forward to the greetings and hugs when I see her again.She brought a bit of heaven to earth. Faithful and joyful. Her greetings were with an open heart and smile. A visit was filled with heartfelt love. And her good byes were a blessing; standing in the door way with a wave and a smile, you never saw her leave that space. She waited with a prayer in her heart until you had gone from view.
Forever with us- but I am missing her still.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
The Waiting Place
The FIRST photo is Linking with Bonnie at Pixel Dust Photo Art, - COLLAGE , ABC Wednesday , -LONG WAITING LOVE Our World Tuesday ,Wordless Wednesday NC Sue,, Random Heart Thursday.
This collage was created in response to a prompt by Bonnie over at Pixel Dust Photo Art.
See below for the process.
The Waiting Place
See below for the process.
The Waiting Place
around and behind
apart
curved into the waiting place
of long waiting love
of long waiting love
I have a husband who travels. I used to really like when he would leave. It gave me time to find what ever it was and create and move things around. But I think I am over that, or I find I can do all that even when he is around. I have curved into a new me that would just rather have him around. This surprises him as much as it does me.
The image creation process: I am a bit photoshop challenged when it comes to integrating layers so this was a big attempt. So here is the first photo I used. It is of a wall around a huge statue of Buddha in China. I went to China with my husband in 2007. I have almost recovered. I took over 4000 photos. It is lots of fun to play with some of these photos.
I settled on using the last version (I think I used the "find edge" filter- or it could have been posterization filter.) Just look at all those CURVES! (my focus word for the year.)
Then I added several other images of mine and came up with the image above. I must say I am pretty pleased.
On another note. It is April. In the Northern hemisphere in Virginia it is usually spring time. I had 16 cubic yards of mulch delivered at 1:30 today. It is now covered in 4 inches of snow. This little angel in the backyard collected some snow in her basket. I don't think I need mulch if the yard is covered in snow.
Backyard garden, Blacksburg, VA April 4, 2013
Monday, April 1, 2013
Blessings
Easter
curves into remembering
curves into remembering
what is hidden
can be found.
can be found.
Lostness is just stuckness
in the in
between
parts.
in the in
between
parts.
Thank goodness Kirsi sent me just the right quote.
“Everything will be alright in the end. So if it is not alright, it is not yet the end.” —
quote from the movie-The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel
And Patti spent the day looking for Eeyore while on vacation in Ireland.
And my sisters both texted me.
And my yoga teacher reminded me to smile.
And my husband is still in the country.
And it is going to be alright.
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Love Harder
The FIRST photo is Linking with Bonnie at Pixel Dust Photo Art, - GRAFFITI
The first photo is linking with:
ABC Wednesday , -K is for Kick It Our World Tuesday ,Wordless Wednesday NC Sue,, And down below a heart image for Random Heart Thursday.
Sometimes all we can do is hang on in love.
Kick the fear.
Love harder.
Downtown Blacksburg, VA July 2012- My nieces Senior portraits
Linking with Bonnie at Pixel Dust Photo Art, - GRAFFITI
The original-
Some other fun images
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Journey
The SECOND photo is Linking with Bonnie at Pixel Dust Photo Art, -self portrait
The first photo is linking with:
ABC Wednesday , -J is for Journey
And down below a heart image for Random Heart Thursday.
Huckleberry Trail, Blacksburg, VA- 03-06-2012
Unplanned Journey
This journey started from a point I know longer remember.
How many curves have I slammed straight into?
To see elegance in this bending and winding
I must find a still space.
Is a trip unplanned if it is just a trip you have avoiding? The reluctant traveler sagas continue. The night before my trip, I thought I would actually become ill with panic. This was a trip to Buffalo. Time to bite the bullet and get in the car for that 10 hour drive. Of course there were snow squalls before we (my 18 year old nephew on spring break made the trek with me) even hit the West Virginia border. There were at least 10 of these delightful and blinding white outs on the 70 mile per hour curves of West Virginia, and Pennsylvania. By the time we reached the flats of I-90 the snow had pretty much abated. The family was all visited and seen.
I was as always most happy to be home in my own bed on Sunday.
Self Portrait - taken by my dad, edited by me
Coffee Stain Heart on the Counter
Kitchen Counter, Buffalo NY- 03-14-2013
And just one more thing-
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Life in Contrast
The SECOND photo is Linking with
Bonnie at Pixel Dust Photo Art, -Using Bonnie's Layers
The first photo is linking with
Studio Waterstone~ I Heart Macro
ABC Wednesday , -H is for the Hardy and Healthy Amaryllis Blooming in my House
And down below a heart image for Random Heart Thursday.
Family Room, Blacksburg, VA- 03- 05-2013
For my mother.
I see how you struggle
I wonder if your heart can ever find rest.
Once a flower of deepest red-
you huddle in the soil
forgetting your worth.
There are more ways to move than forward.
Two posts may have been called for here- but alas there is only so much time in a day. And I do flit between emotions rather abruptly lately. So bear with me .Onward - Forward? to a brighter place..
Shifting toward thankfulness and a place to be inspired
This was a first for me - a screen shot! It shows the textures from Bonnie that were considered, the 'backdrop" one is one I did from a close up of a sweater. I used the top left one, the top right one, the bottom left one and the bottom middle one. I added the a circular sundial photo of mine twice, ( I cannot tell you what I did to it- something with the difference filter I think. It was also the first time I used the lasso tool with any success.) I also added my "thank you Bonnie" lettering. Lots of layers and textures-just for you Bonnie. Thanks again.
And while cooking with my sister. (She read the recipe aloud while we connected via Google Video Chat) I found a red pepper heart. I actually see two hearts here.
Kitchen, Blacksburg, VA- 03-06-2013
Chicken Pot Pie Casserole- Kitchen, Blacksburg, VA- 03-06-2013
Have a great rest of the week.
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