Showing posts with label grace of photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grace of photography. Show all posts

Friday, February 25, 2011

Alter Your Thoughts and Alter the World

Yesterday at lunch, my fortune cookie said, "Alter your thoughts and alter the world."  My friend Brenda said, "like your photography."  I liked that comment because when I take pictures they often help me to view the world in a different way.  This comment seemed to apply well to some of the pictures I took yesterday.

Waiting in the parking lot of one of my favorite Chinese restaurants for my friends to arrive for lunch, I walked around with my digital camera.  I looked for some interesting subjects to shoot pictures of for a new online photography class I've recently enrolled in.

With a specific goal in mind, I tried to find potential photographs in what I ordinarily would have walked right past with a second thought.  I became fascinated by the patterns created in the cement, whose purpose had been to patch up worn down areas of the parking lot.  


Intrigued by the shapes, I began seeing all kinds of creatures--  an insect, a butterfly, a bird?  Never would I have thought that the parking lot could be a source of artistic inspiration.


And another cement-inspired piece.  What do you see in this picture?


Sitting in the parking lot, I walked around the block.  Although the air was chilly, the snow and ice were continuing to melt, leaving a mixture of snow, ice, and water on the ground.  


This winter I've walked past scenes like this one way too many times to count.  Sick of the cold, the precipitation, the weather conditions, I stopped paying attention to the snow and ice a long time ago, except to think about its annoyance.  Looking at this picture changed my view of the ice and snow.  Rather than winter, this picture reminds me of spring.  The shadows of the branches seem to be growing-- stretching from the snow, then the ice, to the grass-- reaching out for spring.

For the first time, I looked at the melted snow and ice on the cement as works of art.  Rather than just seeing it as a gray disgusting mess, I became intrigued by the various textures created by the water, ice, and snow.  These textures gave dimension and depth to the gray.

Later on in the afternoon, I visited one of my favorite places, Spy Pond.  It was a gray and dreary afternoon, resulting in a rather drab landscape.  Suddenly, I walked by this unexpected scene and laughed.


It looks like a rock creature is peaking out from a mound of snow.  It makes me think that there is another rock buried, with another eye buried underneath the snow.  This scene provided some levity to the cloudy, heavy mood of the afternoon.

Returning home, I zoomed in on a tree trunk, outside of my bedroom window.  I became fascinated by the patterns.  Rather than just a tree trunk, it was transformed into a piece of abstract art.


"Alter your thoughts and alter the world."  Taking pictures helps me to see the world in different ways.  I hope that my photography helps other people to think about the world in new ways as well.

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To Blog Readers:  I'm curious to hear about thoughts that have altered your world, that have helped you to see the world in a new way such as a work of art, a sight, a song, a poem, etc.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Ying Yang: Winter's Help in Appreciating Spring

After countless dreary winter days with white gray skies and little sunlight, I was taken aback by the beautiful sunset last night.  The sun illuminated the sky and the clouds and created spectacular blues, pinks, and yellows.  Driving on the highway, my jaw dropped in awe and I realized that it had been a really long time since I had experienced a sunset like this.  Pulling into my driveway, I left my groceries in my car, ran inside to grab my camera, and quickly began taking pictures.  

I loved the wonderful colors in the sky as a backdrop for the dark silhouettes of the trees.

 

I also loved the striped effect of the sky behind the trees.



And another one...






The brilliant colors of the sunset against the dark buildings was also striking.




This picture reminded me of a similar picture that I had taken of a summer sunset in July.


While snapping pictures, I thought about how yesterday's sunset looked like the summer sunset-- another reminder that once again, spring would come.  And I thought to myself, "Hopefully sooner rather than later!"

I also thought that the level of my appreciation had been heightened by its contrast to the dismal, colorless sunsets of late.  In the summer I had gotten used to these types of sunsets.  In June and the beginning of July, I had eagerly grabbed my camera to take pictures and by the end of August, it didn't occur to me to take pictures anymore.  Now, it was as if I was seeing the sunset for the first time after a long, long sleep.  I started thinking about other aspects of spring that I am enthusiastically awaiting:)   I think that these happy thoughts helped to melt a little bit more snow and ice from the ground.
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To readers of my blog:   What aspects of spring are you looking forward to?  I invite all readers, especially new readers to this blog, to leave a comment.  Let's create a list from multiple readers to help us get through this last month of winter.


Tuesday, February 8, 2011

The Mystery of the Ice on the Branches


Several times this winter, my friend Grace and I have stood by the window in her classroom that overlooks the baseball field with trees lining the farther perimeter.  We have commented on how beautiful the ice looks on the bare branches of the trees.  Both of us have, unsuccessfully, tried to capture this image on film.  The ice on the branches is elusive-- existing in our range of vision but unwilling to be recorded and preserved.  It leaves us wondering if it really exists.

Driving to school this morning, I noticed how the snow highlighted the branches, shimmering in the sunlight and creating a magical effect.  I eagerly captured the contrast of the snow against the dark branches.  Taking pictures this morning before school went a long way in helping me to rediscover and appreciate the beauty of winter, especially since Snowmegedon 2011 has crushed much of that magical spirit for me.




While snapping pictures this morning, I easily captured the snow and the branches on film.


I began wondering if the ice on the branches really did exist or if it was just an illusion, a trick of sunlight that caused Grace and I to think that there was ice.  What I realized this morning was that it doesn't matter....

Sometimes just breathing in the magic and the beauty of winter is enough.  It doesn't matter if it can always be captured on film and if the ice on the branches exists.  It can remain a mystery.
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To readers of my blog....I'm curious about the mysteries of nature that you wonder about...I invite you to leave a comment and share.



Thursday, January 27, 2011

The "Graces" of Photography: Discovering a Passion

Up until a year and a half ago, I wasn't very interested in photography.  In fact, I thought it was cheating.  To me, it seemed like all someone had to do was point their camera at a pretty scene, push a button, and viola!  A photograph, a piece of art that look less than a minute to create was made.  So what changed for me? Why is photography all of sudden a passion of mine?  Two key factors-- getting a digital camera for Chanukah two years ago and admiring and becoming inspired by my friend Grace's photography.  Both of these have led me toward the graces of photography and admiring it as an art form.

From a very young age, I loved the visual arts-- drawing, painting, sketching, doodling, etc.  When I was young, I began keeping drawing journals of sketches and black and white designs.  I also taught myself how to write in calligraphy and in fancy lettering, including 3-D bubble letters.


Above:   A black and white design



To the right:  Black and white trees



In high school, I took full advantage of the art program, taking almost all of the visual art classes that my school had to offer  (Drawing, Painting, Advertising Design, Fabric Design, Jewelry Making, Printmaking, etc.)   As the Co Editor-in-Chief of my high school's art-literary magazine, I helped run layout workshops (and this was pre-computers!) so we used layout boards.

In college, I went on to explore my interest in art-- photography never entered the picture.  As the art editor of the art-literary magazine, Prism, I scanned pieces of art into the computer and the extent that I used Photoshop was to fine-tune and touch-up pictures.  Of the two art classes I took-- Figure Drawing and Oil Painting-- I particularly enjoyed sitting on the floor with charcoal, smudging it with my fingers to create lines and shadows.  

All of the art forms that I enjoyed engaging in took time to complete-- whereas photography only took a click of a button.  What I loved about the visual arts was being able to create as I worked on it and seeing the evolution of a piece.  I could change the composition as I went along.   Even if I was drawing a still life or a landscape, I could add or take out elements that worked for my piece.
With photography, (pre-digital cameras), everything felt so permanent.  Once a picture was taken, that was it.  There was no way to work on it, to make it better.  There was no view screen to assess how a picture had turned out to determine if more should be taken.  Photography was also an expensive art form with which to experiment-- having to pay for rolls of film and their development.  One year, in summer camp, I learned how to develop my own pictures.  Although it was neat to see the pictures slowly appear before my eyes, I felt removed from the experience of actually taking the pictures.  If I didn't like how the photographs turned out, there was little I could do about it.  It was difficult to figure out what to do differently next time, when I was so far removed from the scene.
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That all changed when I received a digital camera for Chanukah two years ago.  The whole art of picture taking was completely transformed for me.  Inspiration struck one morning at school upon seeing beams of sunlight pouring through the branches and leaves of several trees.  Captivated by the sight, I felt compelled to capture it on film.  The immediacy of the experience gave me an adrenaline rush.  As soon as I clicked a button, an image appeared on the view screen.  I could assess whether I had captured what I had intended to.  If not, I could change my angle, position, location to attempt a different effect.  Playing around with multiple variables, I could experiment with how the picture came out and check each time on the view screen, instant feedback.  

This experience sparked my interested in nature photography.  I started to become more mindful of scenes outdoors that would lend themselves to good pictures.  


I began paying more attention to the nature photography that my friends posted on Facebook, especially Grace's.  Grace's pictures, and her photographic techniques, transformed the way I thought about photography.  In the past, I always thought of it as you take your camera, capture a picture of a pretty scene or you wait for a picture worthy scene to unfold and you take a picture.  Grace's photography taught me that there is much more skill, technique, and artistic eye involved than that.  It's about thinking, "What do you want the viewer to see?"  Depending on the answer, zoom in or zoom out to highlight different aspects.  

Her photography showed me that zooming in on one subject, without much else in the composition, can make for an interesting picture.   So I began taking some close-ups.


One of the most eye-opening features of photography that her pictures showed me is how creative the experience can be.  With digital photography, the picture can be transformed long after the button is clicked (unlike developing your own photos).  Techniques that she uses in iphoto, such as cropping and rotating, opened up possibilities to me-- the idea that the picture does not need to be perfect when you first take it.  You can have an idea, an image, a feeling, a pattern that you want to capture and then manipulate it into the shape or the direction that you want afterward.  

Grace's series of shots capturing the reflection of images in water have particularly intrigued me-- especially the ways that she crops and rotates images to focus in on patterns, details, and colors.  Viewing her pictures inspired me to experiment with the same techniques.  



The following is a picture that was a reflection in water and I cropped and rotated it to make it the focus.


Through paying close attention to Grace's pictures and conversations with her about photography, I have learned some of the graces of photography-- ways to think about pictures and the picture taking experience, both during and afterward.  
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Another grace of photography is incorporating the picture taking into the experience itself so as not to disrupt the scene.  My friend, Brenda, introduced me to two highly contrasting views of photography.  Some people feel that taking pictures removes the photographer from the experience, erecting the lens as a barrier between herself and the experience.  Other people feel that cameras enhance the experience-- allowing the photographer to relive it again and again long after it has ended.  

For me, photography is a very mindful experience.  While trying to capture a particular scene, mood, color, pattern, I often find that I am more attentive to details than I would have been otherwise, such as the patterns on the frog below.


 
Another grace of photography is learning how to be so quiet that you can let nature unfold before you, without disrupting the scene.

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The last but certainly not final grace for a photographer is being attuned to her own particular interests.  For the last few years, I've been wondering why I am so interested in certain aspects of pictures (shadows and patterns).  Over the past week it has finally occurred to me that these are the same features in the visual arts that have always intrigued me.  

My fascination with patterns originates from the black and white pattern designs I started drawing in middle school. My interest in shadows comes from the intense focus on them while sitting on the floor, smudging charcoal across the paper while doing life drawings in college.  My work with 3-D bubble letters is also all about shadows. 





I was fascinated by the patterns of the shadows on my porch this summer.




Although photography is a new passion that I've developed within the past year and a half, my interest in many of its visual aspects originated from older well-established artistic interests of mine.  

Thanks to my digital camera and Grace in helping me to learn and develop many of the graces of photography.  Through viewing Grace's pictures and talking with her about photography, I have come to appreciate the skill, technique, and artistic eye involved in this art form.  I'm excited to continue to develop my craft and my passion.
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To readers of this blog:  I'm interested in hearing about a passion that you developed when you were older and how you became interested in it.