Friday, February 26, 2010

Antics and Blanket-Wedgies


Oh, Porthos. The not-so-elusive but very photogenic troublemaker. Much to Toler's dissatisfaction, Porthos wouldn't leave me alone while I was taking pictures. He seemed to think that I had grain in my camera bag. Magical grain that appears out of thin air. It just needs to be "activated" by diving one's nose into the falsely empty bag an undetermined number of times.

When that plan failed, it was his job to hold onto Toler's lead rope, something that Toler, his alpha, did NOT approve of. After this plan failed, there was only one thing left to do--interrupt every photo he possibly could. Hence how I discovered that the hair of Porthos' star is longer than the rest of his hair. It probably just has yet to shed, but I thought it was amusing.

But, Porthos' main antics in the paddock involves riling up all the other horses so that they can all thunder around the paddock, particularly when The Ladies are nearby/watching. Now, this is a job that circulates among two or three of the horses, and each have a different way of going about it. Most of them, however, just try to irritate the other horses by getting too close, instigating petty biting rows, etc--a plan easily thwarted by Toler, who hates being pestered and needs only turn his back on them. The prospect of getting kicked by Mister Giant isn't all that thrilling, somehow.

Porthos, however, has developed a better tactic, geared specifically towards the colder weather:


Yes. Blanket-wedgies. In the beginning of my "shoot," I watched him employ this tactic three times. He'd quietly and oh-so-innocently sneak up behind a horse, then grab their blanket at the top of the rump and jerk. Typically hard/high enough that the hind leg straps (which criss-cross between the hind legs to help keep the blanket in place) draw tight and create the desired, highly motivating wedgie effect.

Sometimes I think I need to buy a digital camcorder and create a web-documentary. Really, you just can't make this stuff up.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

No Pink Polish


And this is why Toler is such a good boy: I'm out in the paddock taking photos, and suddenly it dawns on me (in that photographer's idea sort of way where no thought actually occurs) that it would just be "so totally awesome" to get a macro shot of his hoof line. So, I give Toler (standing very statue-like in the middle of the hay) a pat on the shoulder and crouch down on the hay with my face (and expensive camera) not three inches from his hoof where I proceed to fuss with the exposure settings and focus. Any other horse probably wouldn't have noticed that I was down there and smacked me. Toler? Nope. He acted as though it were the most usual thing to do. (Though, at the end, he did decide that I had treat on my back. Tricksty two-leggers and their complex blanket-skins, but there *had* to be a treat somewhere on my back. Maybe hiding behind my ponytail and bandanna. No? All right then.)

Anyway. I'm not sure I like how the shot turned out, but, at least it was fun to take. XD

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Can't help falling


And look at that; a new photo to go with the new blog-look. =) I took this yesterday with my lensbaby. I took a ton of photos--the horses were being quite the group of characters. More on the way. Like, tomorrow, probably.

Quasi-New Layout (Logo!)

And here it is, folks--the new face of Soulstrings. I changed up the header, added my new logo to the top of the sidebar, added some matching links (including a new Bio page) and tweaked a few other things. Hope you like it!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

(Sometimes) they grow too fast


Well, my lovely readers, I haven't been posting much recently. Instead of working on photos, I've been designing a logo, new header, and link buttons to minorly overhaul my blog. I finished the logo last week, which I'll unveil along with the rest of it hopefully by the end of this next week. I want to make this blog a little more website-like. It seemed to be the perfect solution to my needing a website, particularly because I was having a hard time designing one I liked when confined to those website builders.

Before I continue, I want to wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day! <3 I am posting today in celebration of an odd breakthrough. Today, for the first time EVER, Toler peed *while* I was in the saddle!!! In celebration, I give you baby Toler pictures!!! (Captions and details of each photo at the bottom of this post.) NOTE: None of these photos were taken by me!


I know, this probably seems like an odd thing to get excited about. See, ever since we got Toler, he had a strange aversion to peeing anywhere other than his ultra-private stall. He wouldn't pee in the paddock, even if he really had to go, and he certainly wouldn't pee in the arena or even in semi-private areas. (If another horse was present, forget about it.) Yes, he was very shy. We thought this very unusual, because up until the few weeks before he came to us from Canada, he lived outdoors day in night.

Staying in one place, this unusual behavior probably would have been fine. So long as he was brought inside for the evening on a fairly regular schedule, he was just like a dog waiting for Mommy to come home so he could "go out." It became a problem, however, because Toler is a show horse. We would load him up into the trailer and take him to shows, using temporary stalls that typically weren't fully boarded in the sides, if he had a stall at all (in which case he'd be tied to the side of the trailer). Obviously, there's no privacy to those accommodations. Toler just simply wouldn't pee, then, and if I were unfortunate enough to have a class after his bladder was full, he would (understandably) be extremely grouchy.


Something had to be done about it. Toler couldn't go on peeing only in his stall. He had to overcome his "shyness" and grow up. The solution: train him like a racehorse. Many racehorses, because they have to undergo urine tests throughout the racing process, are taught to pee on command. Usually by whistling or clapping. Thus began our training.

We started by whistling a specific tune every-time he stretched out to pee in his stall and rewarding him with pats when he was done. Then we took him outside his comfort level--into the arena. We would stand in a corner of the arena (then the corner occupied by a sawdust pile, which greatly helped the stall-to-arena transition) and whistle. We'd stand for hours if necessary. If he had to pee, we stood in that corner of the arena and whistled until he gave up the ghost and went, usually with a very ashamed and pouty look.


It has only been in the past half-year that Toler would pee as a result of our whistling, and even then, only if he had to go. A few months ago he started to pee in the paddock all by himself. Within the past month, he will try to pee if I whistle, finally conditioned enough that the whistled tune makes him want to pee.

And now, today, for the first time ever, Toler peed while I was in the saddle. All of his own accord. (I was so stunned, I couldn't even manage to whistle.) The behavior most horses wouldn't even blink at, has taken Toler two years.

Photo 1) Toler at 3 months old. All legs! (And those cute little ears and tail!) I believe that's his mother, Little Mary, being grumpy on the right side.

Photo 2) Toler standing next to his mom. Again, he's only 3 months old here--and just look at the height difference between Toler and his mom! (His mom is 16.3 hands tall.)

Photo 3) Toler, 3 months, with his mom and a paddock buddy. We met the other guy when we visited Toler in Canada (the day we bought him), who was in the private run next to Toler, and very curious about the whole meeting--moreso than Toler was, to be honest.

Photo 4) Toler at 1 year old, just starting his incredibly gawky growth phase. See, most breeders offer photos of warmbloods (esp. Hanoverians) to prospective buyers of the horse as a 3 month-old (unless the horse in question is already fully matured) because adult warmbloods look most like they did as 3 month-olds. Between 3 months and ~4 years (4-6 for some Hanoverians) they do a lot of filling out and "catch-up" growing. Hence why, when we expressed interest in Toler, we were sent not only a relatively current video of him running around, but also photos of him as a 3-month-old. Sadly we never got newborn photos of him. :(


And who is this? Photo 5) Toler's full sister Ilea at two months old! (I'm not sure if that's Little Mary next to her; I can't see the only marking I know her by.) We got this photo maybe a year after we'd bought Toler, and were told that she'd already been sold. (Elaine, who bred Toler, said Ilea was just as affectionate and sensible as Toler.) I wish I was still in contact with Elaine to hear how Ilea's turned out--it would be interesting to hear how tall she is. Maybe I'll have luck finding Elaine's address again.

Monday, February 8, 2010

We could run for miles


This has become one of my favorite photos from this last summers' foal shoots. I color-treated it in Lightroom to bring out that sunny radiance, but otherwise didn't touch it. Taking it was one of those moments, looking through the viewfinder, I thought "well, one silhouette shot can be okay..."

Today I'm going to sit down and finish processing all the amaryllis photos. (Haha, this little shutterbug took 90 of it. Some were macro lensbaby, though, and with that you kind of need to shoot like crazy.) Then I'm going to fiddle around with Lightroom's web-gallery module.

Beloved readers, I'm thinking about making a website. I found some free flash builders I like (Wix and Moonfruit), then I thought, maybe I should just look into webhosts (I'm thinking I like iPage) and build one with a custom domain name. Ideally, my website would include a few photo galleries, pages on my writing/painting/composition, a general bio, contact page with network links, and a feed of this blog. I don't want to stop blogging with Blogger. I've grown too attached to my little Blogger circle. The only problem is that I don't really know anything about building/maintaining websites let alone what one should look for in webhosts. *le sigh* I kind of feel like my university should have made a basic web-designing course required for graduation. It would have gone so much further than their required freshman studies courses...

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Amaryllis


I'm sorry I've been away for like a week. I've been concentrating on writing and doing some drawing, plus my daily "required" reading (I hate having time limits like library due dates for reading). So, I haven't had a whole lot of time to work with photos. I have some new ones of my grandparents' gorgeous amaryllis from two weekends ago.

This shot, taken with my normal camera lens, was tweaked with GIMP. For those who don't know GIMP, it's a free program like photoshop. My own photoshop, which is widely outdated, has begun to do odd things. Namely not actually activating the tools I click on. It doesn't happen all the time, but, as my version of Photoshop was the original, I'm getting paranoid that it's becoming uncompatable with the system. (I suppose it was only a matter of time. ) However, like anyone can actually afford to get Photoshop these days? (Adobe, if you're reading this, there is no way you need ~600 dollars of profit from every program, list priced at 700 bucks.) So, long story short, I'm trying to get familiar with GIMP, which might be more of a pain than anything else in the world.

Anyway. So. This photo. I used a "lomo" script to simulate the look of a plastic/toy camera, just for kicks. Here's the original. The only thing I don't like about the lomo script is that it includes a slight blur mask, which means you lose that little bit of focus. Otherwise, it's kind of fun. =)