Had a great bike ride today, brought the camera along just in case something came up worth shooting. When I saw these sprouts on the trees, I had an idea as to what I’d like the final photo to look like, though it would (and did) take a bit of post-processing to get the desired result.
Escape in Red
What started out as an attempt at the Photochallenge for May, turned into this. I am really bad at “theme shooting” and realized that if I started the May challenge, I probably wouldn’t have been able to follow through with it. I’ve also been a bit busy, so that didn’t help either.
Maybe next month.
Shadows and Light
Something I’ve been wanting to experiment with for a little bit, but didn’t have a good subject in mind. It rained pretty heavily this morning and when I stepped out for the mail, I noticed that not only were the daffodils up, and spring-shower-fresh, but also that they would probably make a good test subject. The style needs some work, but it gives me a few ideas of what kind of results I can get out of it.
Poor Lil’ Pony
A child’s toy that was just sitting there waiting to be photographed. ;-)
I currently have my N80 SLR loaded with Ektachrome that I will later cross process. The problem is that I want to make those shots count, and have been working through the roll very slowly. I hope to have in done in another week or two, but no promises. It’s amazing to me, how much extra effort has to go into film photography. I shot film for years, but I guess that I never really got it until making the DSLR jump. Don’t get me wrong, I still love film, I would be nowhere without it, as it’s where I learned everything. I just can’t get over how convenient digital has become, it’s no wonder the film companies are dropping like flies.
Of many
I’ve been thinking about a story I read some years ago, Samuel Beckett’s “The Lost Ones”, and now this photo stirs the memory once again. It was a short that I read many years ago after a recommendation from a friend. I think some time later, years later, I “got” the story and it made more sense to me. Maybe it was due to maturity, or just a fuzzy memory, I’m not sure, but now, I have been thinking about trying to track it down again and give it a second look. It also makes me wonder about the person who first recommended the book to me, as I think it held a deeper meaning for them that I just didn’t get at the time. I will likely read the story again soon, but I’m not sure it will have the same impact it has had on my for the past 15 or so years.
I am probably over analyzing this whole thing…but then again…?