beat-up shoes and a photoshop master class

healedMiss Dita Dimone (passport-shop star of Echo Park) came over and posed with her beat-up green heels on her vampire-bitten tootsies. Then Jennie Warren came over and taught me how to use the heal tool in Photoshop.

Oh!

It basically takes a good bit of a picture and pastes it over a bad bit, but throws in a bucketload of fairy dust to make the correction invisible.

Kids, this is important stuff. I mean, why did I not know about this sooner? The allegedly super-fantastic photo-correction class I took in j-school did not include include the heal tool. Can I get a refund on my student loan repayments? The interest, at least?

Anyway, I was gleefully fixing [right!] and defixing [above!] and refixing [right!] scuffs and fang marks for an hour. Hooray!

Please expect everyone to look perfect and plastic in my pictures from now on. If only I could apply it in real life (that and the “UNDO” button.) Oh wait, that’s what plastic surgery’s for… I forgot. Can you tell that I’m not from round here?

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3 Responses to “beat-up shoes and a photoshop master class”

  1. orrin says:

    In defense (sorry, defence) of your school, it’s possible that the healing brush wasn’t in PS yet!

  2. Todd says:

    Yes, the heal tool is a goodness. Head + Burn = set.

  3. the countess says:

    Orrin, I’ll forgive them, then. What’s unforgivable is the decade of ridiculous shyness that meant I never asked any of the teachers or technicians a single question during my entire formal education. I had all that access and didn’t make much of it.

    Todd, I don’t know how I’ll ever get a proper night’s sleep again. All I want to do all night is heal.

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