Abstract lines Architecture and Public Spaces in Bologna Italy; copyrigh jmeyersforeman
Abstract lines Architecture and Public Spaces in Bologna Italy; copyright jmeyersforeman
We have been walking our feet off in Florence Italy, while I have been taking a lot of photos, I have not really had time to process any of them, so here is one more look at Bologna, and one of the great public spaces we walked through. It is a great use of lines, but I can’t decided if I like the horizontal or the vertical image better. Maybe I don’t need to choose, how about you which one do you like?
Another image from cottage country; while there I spent a little time walking around the cottage, thick dense forest. with lovely mushrooms growing out of the old stumps, wishing I had my macro lens with me. Accepting my limitations, and learning to work with the equipment I have, not always wishing for something else, I watched the sun’s rays stream down lighting small areas of the forest floor, and the leaves that were waving in the small breeze. I needed to have a shallow depth of field to separate the leaves from the busy background. I had to move around this little branch to find the right composition, I thought it made sense to have the branch flow from the bottom left to the top right where the sun flare magically lights the top leaves. Occasionally when I am out with my camera I think more intentionally of the compositional rules, but most times, I work my way round the scene with and idea in mind until I find something that works, and many times I cannot even tell you why it work, until I get home and start review and process images.
A forest scene like this can be busy, all the different textures, and shades of green in the background, and I found that it was a perfect candidate for a monochrome images. Removing colour simplifies the image to shapes, flow and light. Once completed I decided to submit it to Leanne Cole’s monochrome madness weekly post that features many, many photographers and their best, their favourite monochrome image for the week. Through this block I have, at least online, met several photographers whose work I admire, studied different approaches to monochrome images, and photography in general, and spent several hours just enjoying the creative photography submitted. I highly recommend you take a trip to Leanne Cole’s blog.
Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.
I have been spending a lot of time doing both family and business portraits over the last year, and enjoyed every minute. Luckily I have also had time to spend getting out of the studio/home and thinking about landscapes. I love the trees as they blow in the wind, the tall pine trees had been covered by the wet snow, long white streaks against a dark background.
I have been exploring and experimenting with long exposures, motion and blur, and love the feeling of the image, white streaks representative of the growth, reaching for the sky, enhanced by the snow stuck to the side of the tree. Freeman Patterson has always been one of my favourite photographers, and this photo is reminiscent (at least for me) of his work.
Growing up in the Canadian Breadbasket other wise known as Saskatchewan, miles and miles of farmland is not an unfamiliar scene. Walking the Camino to Santiago de Compostela through the meseta was like a trip home. The fields and the road went on, seemingly forever. The crops a golden color, the worked ground a beautiful brown, the sky pink as the sun was rising in the east. The scene was as familiar as it was beautiful.
The challenge as a photographer is to see even a seemingly old familiar scene (and to show it to others) in a new way. I saw this scene as blocks of color, and the detail of each cloud, line in the field, the weeds in the ditch and rocks on the road all distracted from the blocks of color I wanted to emphasis. The light was low, so I set the ISO low, the aperture for a high depth of field, and a slow shutter speed, then moved the camera sideways to blur all the detail. The image now emphasises the blocks of color as well as the beautiful pink hue of a new day.
” Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once, feel exactly what I feel, believe what I believe, perceive as I perceive, look, experience, examine, and for once; just once, understand.” Unknown
there are days, many days when I get lost in my thoughts, working on photos. This quite time in my studio is like having my head in the clouds, and I can spend time thinking about the images I have taken. It is when I am in the “outside” world with my camera that I look, experience, explore and try to understand the world. To photograph the lines, textures, people and places, that touches my soul, and I hope touches yours.
time for doing and time for dreaming, are both important to the creative process.
Planning and decorating for the holidays have been on my mind this weekend, rather than actually doing anything to get ready for Christmas I decided to procrastinate and go through some previously taken holiday photos. This photo of a large outdoor Christmas tree actually looked more like a shooting star, especially when photographed close up and from an angle. It is one of my favorite holiday pictures. Are you getting ready for the holidays, or are you, like me, still in the planning stage?
The square plots of land of grassland, fields of grain, farm yards, the rivers and lakes sewn together like a large quilt covering the land.
I love this patchwork quilt of colour, our land is a great natural resource. I have added this photo to Jakesprinter Sunday Post photo challenge about natural resources. I would recommend you take look.
there are times when you need to let go of everything and to contemplate…. Water Poon
While in Vancouver we had time to visit the Dr. Sun Yat Sen Chinese Garden again, as I have said before it is a favorite place to spend a quiet morning. The cultural center was hosting a display of the art, and poetry of Water Poon. This image reminds me of his words, and I find it easy to sit quite, at least for a few minutes when I can watch the waves wash around the rocks, there is something in the quiet motion that is almost hypnotizing, that allows me to let go a find the stillness. The light and shadows across the water, ripples of waves. This image was taken using a slow shutter speed, blurring the water and emphasizing the light and shadows of the waves.
While it isn’t quite as good as sitting by the sea for a quite moment, I can now look at the photo and be reminded of the moments we had by the sea, and of Water Poon’s words.