Well, because I am having a brand new experience this month–house/animal sitting for some fish, 2 dogs and a bunch of, uh, fowl, I’ve chosen Chickens as my topic.
I love all birds but never really noticed how beautifully feathered chickens are so I’ve been photographing these guys a lot.
Great topic! But please forgive my irreverence. I am just now surfacing after writing a particularly heavy article for The Seeker’s Dungeon, and am looking for some LIGHT now!
So here goes…
We don’t get much Street Art around here so I am improvising today.
We have plenty of “Road Art”… mostly created by teenagers or the winter sunrise.
Then there is the ever popular Driveway Art…featuring the Paper Boy, the local ant population, and the contribution of our neighborhood fruit trees…
(I seem to see ART in a lot of driveways…)
Next we have Pot Hole Art…
And the hard to miss Road-Side Art…creators unknown.
Oh, and then there is Wall Art (not to be confused with Walmart)…
And I guess I should include Driving-on-the-Street Art…
Also, Deck Art (not to be confused with Art Deco)
avocados accidentally left outside…for months…
But my favorite might have to be Art SEEN from the Street…
The Rock, on San Juan Island…
I suppose I could count this sentimental shot as Street Art, of interest only to my mush-head family…
Or maybe this depressing Street Art, warning us of still another upcoming McMansion being built on our tiny lane…
Or, I we can go to the local yearly Art Fair to see Sidewalk Art…which I have to admit was pretty spectacular…
But as for actual Street Art around here….not so much!
I always liked this photo. I loved the weird light from outside, and the way the moisture had collected itself on my window. But I always thought there was something wrong with the picture, something missing, something I needed to add.
Today’s challenge made me think of it in a whole new way.
Maybe it’s something I have to remove from it….making less more…
Here’s my experiment. Tell me what you think.
OriginalCropping some of the dark strip on the left
These two are with the smaller dark strip more centered
Final crop choice
I like the last one. It seems so much more full and alive with detail and color. And I like that it’s a little more difficult to identify.
Thanks for this interesting challenge. Now I’ll go out there and apply these lessons to my hectic day!
I love close-ups. I’m really hooked on macro and still learning the difference between the two.
I know in photography-speak, it’s about the lens but the only specifically macro lens I have is for a glorious, old Nikon film camera.
So these days, everything is just an experiment for me.
This is what my phone camera can do macro-wise. (I do love a photograph where the content is interesting, but impossible to identify.)
Sometimes, I miss what could have been a great close-up until I mess with the crop feature in my editing program, turning it into a close-up. Is this cheating?
Of course, there are those photos you never, EVER want to see any closer or bigger!
But there are the really fun shots too, like when the subject just cries out to be photographed up CLOSE!!
I’m ready for my close-up Mr. DeMille (as in Cecil B.)
And last, but definitely not least, my favorite all-time close-up, courtesy of my dear friend Tracie!!!
I love reflections. I like to mess with photographing them because there can be surprises you don’t see when looking at something directly.
Here I am photographing the lights hanging from the deck railing and not until later, do I see the boat coming in…And here, I liked the blurry Santa reflection in the window but was later surprised by the clarity of the neighbor’s windows.
That makes me think of how different things can look, depending on where you stand, where you focus and what you are feeling.
Here I was capturing the coastline from our train window and caught James playing a game on his phone! Busted!!!
I took these photos for the theme Blue, but discovered the trees and clouds afterward.
This is two shots of the same glass, just me deciding which perspective to focus on. (I’m sure there is a “glass half empty or full” reference here…)
I have this great photo hanging in my group therapy room that reminds me to always look at tough situations from different angles before I conclude anything.
Flipping this upside-down sure changes the feel of the photo, doesn’t it?
I’m so grateful to my Dad for teaching me that there is always, ALWAYS more than one way to look at something.
Here are some other posts I did about Reflections… Let me know what you see.
We have this one really dark hallway in our 100 year old house…so dark that we had to install an extra light. This zigzag shaped hall is about 9 feet long and is pitch black in the middle of the day.
Off the hall are the doors to a bathroom, two bedrooms, a floor to ceiling linen closet and a long pantry…making a total of 8 doors in this small space.
This hallway was a frightening to my son when he was very young so we transformed it from the “scary dark place” to the special “room”, made especially for checking out all the “Glow in the Dark” things Mom could find; toys, stickers, sports shoes, and even a couple of t-shirts.
Once he was no longer afraid of the “dark place”, it became a favorite indoor playground. He learned which of the doorways he could “climb”, frog-walking up the openings to see how high up and for how long, he could suspend himself in that doorway.
And he discovered early on that because of the shape of the tall linen closet (it was angled due to the stairway to the basement located behind and below it) he could climb the shelves and shove himself into the larger, top-shelf space, plenty big enough for a kid.
Pulling the door closed behind himself, he could curl up and hide, and apparently even sleep in there. (My son has now taught his sons all the secrets of this hallway.
Here’s what part of the “scary dark place” looks like with the lights on.
I love photography that shows how much ones perspective (assumptions) can change simply by comparing one photo of something to another photo of the same thing. The following four photos are each one half of one of those comparisons. These are the half that show how beautiful BIG can be.
These next are from our Epic Roots Road Trip last summer. We visited the HUGE remains of an antibellum home North of Natchez, Mississippi, called the Windsor Ruins. While walking around and through these ruins, it required some seriously imagination-stretching to be able to see just how big and beautiful this mansion must have been.
On the same trip, I was really moved by the beauty of these big boulders at a rest stop, of all places. I couldn’t help but consider how in the world they all ended up in the precarious positions they were in. And the color of that big southwestern sky…very different from the more rare and much deeper blue of our northwestern skies.
And you might have to stretch to see any beauty in my beloved big bugs! It took me a while but now, to me they are amazing and gorgeous!