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“Be an opener of doors” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson
Five words but they do have power behind them. As for myself I could sure do more about opening more does in my life. I see them all the time in life. I would like to be able to quiet those voices within me who talk me out of opening more doors. I’m envious of those who are always opening the doors in their lives.
“Those who dance are considered insane by those who cannot hear the music.” ― George Carlin
A couple years ago I had a long overnight in Seattle with a fellow flight attendant named Tracey. As it was Memorial Weekend we took the train down to the Stadium to watch about five innings of the Mariners game then headed to Pikes Market. We walked the streets, ate a nice salmon dinner and just enjoyed ourselves. It is overnights like this we consider one of the perks of our work.
These two young men we entertaining to watch. The one was playing drums with the glass bottles and plastic buckets while the other danced up a storm. Even though they were in a major part of town they stayed in their own world of music and on the same page.
Want to pass along this link to a pretty good read on difference between a photographer and an artist by Mike Johnson.
This is one of those images taken after driving by then turning around to go back. After loading up the image in Lightroom, I wondered what had really pulled me to stop. I do this so often and it seems without thinking, not that I’m known for my thinking. My first answer is the color: red. Red is a powerful color for me and against the white windows it is even more pronounced. I took several compositions, a few with only two windows and one with only one window. However, all of the images seem to be lacking something. What I felt when taking the image is not the same. I’m thinking (there I go again) there needs to be another subject. I would like to have seen a pitchfork or garden hoe leaning up against the barn. Maybe the farmer. Anyway, I can go back and ask the owner if we can add a prop or two. So, here’s the red barn.
This image is an example where the G12 works for me. Quickly capturing the moment was not needed, so I had plenty of time to compose and press the shutter button. I have this awesome lake to walk around at my apartment complex for exercise. It is much more enjoyable to take this walk while toting the G12 than the D300. 🙂 I like how the water level was just to the top of the rock and creating the small swirl just to the side of the grass.
I’ve found the G12 not to be a morning camera. I say that jokingly but it truly is a slow awakening camera. I find it does not work well for me with street scenes or in other situations where I need to react quickly for the image. I’ve found myself wanting to zoom in on a subject but the zoom is not responding because the camera is still waking up. 🙁 I much prefer the quickness of my D300 for these situations. However, even though it’s not that quick, I will still keep it in my arsenal of tools as it does have really good qualities.
Some will debate about whether a photograph is art. That’s a debate I stay away from. Yet when I see an image of a flower, a clouded sky, a mountain stream, I realize that Nature is the true artist and is in the process of creating new work every moment. I love it!