I think I mentioned before that I’ve learned almost all I know about photo editing from my husband, Prince Charming.
You see, he brought Fireworks to our marriage over 7 years ago and when I eventually expressed interest in learning how to use it, he was more than happy to teach me (thanks, Love!!).
Now I’ve been editing pictures on my own for quite some time and I’ve finally come to the realization that Charming’s idea of editing photos and my idea of editing photos are not the same.
Just last night I took this lovely scanned photo from my parents’ wedding almost 40 years ago.
And edited it by removing the dust, boosting the contrast and cropping the edges.
As you can see, my goal when editing any given picture is to improve upon what was originally there.
“Well, of course!” you may cry out, “Isn’t that what everyone tries to do when they edit a picture?”
I used to think that was true…..
Until Prince Charming proved me wrong.
A few years ago, we went to my parent’s house for a family reunion and Charming got a hold of this picture.
And promptly gave us all our niece Kayla’s hair.
And then Kayla couldn’t stop laughing when she saw it, so her cousin Meg asked if Uncle Charming could do something with her.
“No problem!” he said and a few clicks later had her face pasted across the board.
Then her older brother, Ry, asked if Uncle Charming could do the same thing with his face.
And Charming said, “Sure!” and randomly pasted Ry’s face on a row or two of unsuspecting relatives.
By this time, nieces and nephews were swarming Charming’s laptop, eagerly awaiting his next masterpiece.
Like the ginormous Emma heads.
And the wonderfully pouting Sean heads.
It was all a huge hit and from that day on, Charming was known as the photo editing genius.
And the next time we all got together, Charming and those kids were at it again!
But this time, the name of the game was: Make yourself a twin.
So Ry played himself at cards.
And Sean told himself a joke.
Then Meg let herself in the front door.
And then ran and played outside together.
After that, Emma conversed with herself.
Then went outside, too.
And last (but not least!) Uncle Sam beat himself up (while my Mom read a newspaper in the background).
Now, up until this point, I’d laughed along with Charming’s editing adventures and been a full supporter of his creative productions.
The Bubbers King.
And Charming thought it was pretty hysterical to email this picture of our poor little 3 month old Bubbers to all his co-workers.
Naturally, I just about had a coronary (especially when his co-workers couldn’t see Bubbers’ face very clearly in Charming’s email and just thought that was how Bubbers really looked!!)
So then Charming backed off our beloved first born and I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
And now I’m suing him for copyright infringement.