At this point I’m taking between 200 and 300 pictures most days. I end up keeping about 1 out of 10. There’s talk about taking fewer pictures making you a better photographer. Maybe. I’m having fun and trying out lots of things so I’m ok with lots of pictures. Some shots I take I know won’t come out well with this lens but I want to create the itch to do it right. Other shots I take blind. Some times that’s to keep things really candid, other times I just want to take a shot from an angle my head can’t make it to (really high, really low). I’m willing to fire a few shots that way and take the penalty on post processing. With a number of the street photography attempts I start shooting early and keep shooting. It’s closer to the way I used to shoot football. My processing workflow starts with a quick run through where I throw away anything I dislike immediately. That’s often quite a few- focus errors, things I knew weren’t going to work etc. Round two is usually throwing away choices between similar photos. After that, I start actually editing. If I feel annoyed about editing to making the picture better then I throw it away. All this is now done in Lightroom […]
Since my last post added to the sarcasm and bitterness on the Internet, I offer this to help balance the scales. A few photos I took lately that make me happy. This is the corn field across from one of our middle schools. There’s something about this frog’s composure sitting on my hand. I wouldn’t trust me but he seems perfectly at peace- maybe it’s shock. I’ve also been doing more photography with the phone. It helps that I remembered my Instagram password. There is a lot to be said for audience and community in helping encourage you to continue to publish. I’ll have to compare my phone vs DSLR photography at some point. The styles seem very different to me although a few of them are reposts of DSLR shots.
Several dogs in honor of Alan “The Cog Dog” Levine. I’m cheating a bit as the second two were taken this weekend but they come with good stories and this is my blog so I figure all is fair. I can’t remember the name of this dog but he was full of this kind of energy both times we ran into him. He was trailed by two kids who he ignored completely. He brought me the stick but wouldn’t let me have it. He also attempted to dry off using me as a towel yet he had the personality to pull it off. We ran into this guy at the end of a long dirt road. He and a friend weren’t all that welcoming at first but chilled out when I said “sit” loudly. Funny how those ingrained commands short circuit things. It was a fun way to teach my oldest son that trick. To counteract the flowers and sweetness . . .