Photographic inspiration may come from different sources and even an impromptu may lead to a nice off the average or common shot.
I know that quite a recurring shot has to do with autumn colours. River/Lake side reflexions sound a bit like “deja vu”. It doesn´t mean they are not nice… but why not try something different.
The surface of the off-the-ground pool starting to freeze. It had almost stilled the twigs and leafs.
Thought it would be a different autumn photo.
Even though I spend a lot of time thinking about and submitting photographs to photography competitions, I do refuse to pay entry fees. It doesn’t mean that I belong to the stingy category of human mortals.
When it comes to public voting awards, most of the times, he/she who is best “socially connected” gets the award. When it comes to judged competitions, a name can make a difference if it has been awarded a given prize or if it has a certain visibility in the wanna-be-considered photographic world.
There is another consideration to take into account when someting is being judged by one person or a team of them. It’s called personal taste, aesthetic beliefs or vision.
Today I almost had a stroke while checking the results of the local Metro Photo Challenge. An image somehow similar to one I had submitted won one of the local awards.
When I first confronted the showing part of the image, I said to myself; “Looks like, but that’s not me”.
Aperture, less or more light coming into the sensor, exposure, how long it comes into the sensor; are two of the “must knows” when you take photography enthusiastically. A tad plus or less remains within anyone’s preferences and even if you are planning to make a decent print to decorate a wall; the wall color will incide into the post processing.
Mine, got past the judges eyes, even tought its straight vertical and horizontal lines, framing, sense of dimension and perspective (tree and wall) in contrast to the eye hurting over processed, saturated and exposed shot of the same place with a different angle and composition.
You can decide which you like best. I am happy and proud of mine.
It is said that the child in us never dies with adult age. I agree with that. No matter what group age we get into, we will continue to have toys and play with them.
You name it, sports, tools, collectibles, actual toys and even technology.
I always try to find new ways to inspire my photos. My youngest kid loves this ball and I often play with him with it.
Today, I saw it around and spinned it then I thought of taking a few shots at while spinning.
Maybe I am getting into Halloween a week in advance, you never know
Every year, Montreal welcomes for two months – between February and April – an event called “Butterflies Go Free” in one of the greenhouses of the local botannical garden.
Usually you can see from 1200 to 1500 butterflies from different corners of the globe flying all over the place. The event attracts thousands of visitors everyday and photographers flock the location.
What may seem as an easy task to capture nice butterfly shots, certainly becomes a challenge. The place is certainly packed with people, some happy snappers stick to one place and they may not move or circulate for ages, photography indifferent people don’t care passing in front of your lens without the least attempt to halt or slow down a little bit; and tripods, those uncomfortable items to carry and move around with; but a real need for sharper images when holding a long lens at the end of its barrel lengh; are strictly banned.
Rust and neglect in one of America’s most beautiful waterfronts.
A recent exploration of one of my favourite locations in Montreal.
The Belgian-Quebecquer at his best.