image submitted in response to Debbie’s (Travel with Intent’s) Saturday’s six-word musings.
I hope you enjoy this informative video from Candid Frame….
make it a playground…
burnt field ~Issa (www.haikuguy.com)
Scattered petals gather on the road,
more colorful than the blossoms on the
branches. ~Hatsui Shizue (K Rexroth & I Atsumi, The Burning Heart)
all cozy and bundled up for a chilly morning walk….
or maybe, instead, a cup of tea or two…
Images submitted for Dogwood Photography’s annual 52-week photography challenge week 4: Story Telling Warmth (Tell a story that makes us feel warm inside.)
Images submitted in response to Jenn’s (Traveling at Wits End) weekly photo challenge: repeating patterns
Nikon D750 f/4.5 1/400s 52mm 100 ISO
Street photography — when elements of reality and spontaneity combine with humanity’s quirkiness, we are gifted with memorable images of life as it is…un-doctored, non-photoshopped moments seen through various points of reference.
The photography project I undertook this year began to “focus” upon street photography in June and resulted in seven blogs dedicated to this particular genre.
I love watching people, imagining their life stories, and photographing them unaware. Yet, more and more I am finding a growing sense of unease behind the camera that I attribute to an atmosphere colored by anxiety, distrust, tension. This in combination to some of Henri Cartier-Bresson images has invited me to explore an artistic side of street photography that draws upon the human figure, not as a point of focus, but as a compositional element.
Has your creative work taken you down an unexpected path that was both exciting and challenging?
“The fact that one may misunderstand the content of a picture is of no concern to the picture, which leads its own life independent of our interpretations. For some years the writer thought that the tree in Edouard Boubat’s picture grew on the top of a hill… What he finally realized that the tree stands not against the sky but against a wall, it was a momentary shock. But the picture refused to adapt itself for the sake of the new interpretation. It remained precisely as it had been before. …A picture is what it looks like. ~J Szarkowski, Looking at Photographs