A rough floor
The expression “if these walls could talk” doesn’t seem to do proper justice to what a floor might say. After all, don’t we project a lot without really saying anything? Given that we never touch the walls, and yet we contact the floor all the time, I think a floor would have much more interesting stories to tell…
Silhouettes are an interesting discussion in beauty. It’s beauty through the absence of details. Especially in the case of sunsets and sunrises, it’s the things behind the object that make it beautiful. I guess your supporting characters need to be considered just as much as the star cast.
This reminded me of the Lantern Festivals held throughout Asia, typically around Chinese New Year. Bucket list goal is to go to one, they look beautiful.
One of the rooms at work has a trio of skylights. It’s my favourite room in the building, and has made me realize how much I love skylights. Hard not to get a peaceful reset just looking at clouds floating by.
Fireplace at a pub
It wasn’t cold that day, but there was no way I was turning down an opportunity to sit by a lit fireplace (even if it is gas, instead of a proper wood burning model). There is something so comforting and mesmerizing about flickering flames.
What has caught your eye this week?
I have not forgotten about the blog. Rather the contrary- I’ve thought quite a lot about posting here since the beginning of my disappearance. I’ve continued to take photos, albeit not every day as I would have preferred. I could come up with any number of excuses as to why I haven’t posted, but who am I kidding by making them?
The truth is, I’ve had a fairly rough January thus far. I have a pretty extensive history of seasonal emotional shifts, depression, etc, and this year has not been an exception. Sometimes I can fight through it, other times I can’t.
I haven’t posted because I haven’t had the energy, the emotional tolerance, or the ability to handle any vulnerability I might create for myself through writing. Since I started this I promised myself I would be honest when I posted, I would be open with my feelings, let things shine through. I usually keep my cards close to the vest, so this was a big promise to make. My creative streaks are tied very tightly to my emotions, so if I’m feeling crummy and dark, whatever I produce will reflect that. Hard to manage, putting that out in public when you want to just hide from the world.
But I’m going to work on getting back to this. I’ve enjoyed doing this project, far more than I ever expected. Even though I’ve not shared this with very many people I know personally, the little likes and thoughts of the strangers who have found my tiny internet corner have meant quite a lot to me. So, I won’t say I’m going to do this perfectly, because reasons, but I’m going to try to get back on this horse and put myself out there again.
Thanks for listening 🙂
One of the goodies I got for Christmas was a light box (thanks again mom!), so I got to play around with light in a different way than I usually do with the ghetto setup I normally rock. The thing with light boxes though, while you can get nice, even lighting, I find it can often make things look really flat and one-dimensional. I like it when you can see the complexity and uniqueness of something otherwise ordinary (in this case a pasta strainer). With a potentially flat lighting scheme, this becomes even more important. A bit of careful evaluation, look beyond the mesh of wire, and boom, surreal dome shot created! I’m especially pleased with the selective focus of this shot. It’s all about looking at the lines 🙂
For some reason this shot picked up colour in the mesh, I’m really not sure where it was coming from, but I decided to play with it and amp it a bit in post. I don’t like it as much as the first one, but hey, it’s still kinda cool. Who am I to judge?
Thoughts on the shots?
P.S. Musical soundtrack for editing courtesy of Wood and Wire, by Thrice (hey, I don’t have to be creative all the time, do I?)
71/365- Cold mist
Went into Banff today with the family gang. OMGCOLD!! I think it was minus 27 degrees celcius or something like that. Difficult to take pictures in that weather because your hands just ache handling the camera, even with gloves on. But the bonus was that the river was letting off these neat myst tendrils, just from being so much warmer relatively speaking. A bit of careful positioning, taking advantage of the trees, allowed me to actually shoot in to the sun without blowing things out too badly. As surreal as the shot actually looks, I really didn’t do all that much in post processing, just a bit of saturation and contrast adjustment in Nic. I’m not 100% happy with the motion blur, I am not totally tack sharp, but it’s a cool photo and works well.
70/365- tool of a trade
My family celebrated Christmas rather late this year due to being spread across the country and working. So I only recently got to play with my new compact workbench that I got. It will be wonderful for leatherwork as much as woodworking; it’s always great to have the proper tools. So my dad and I just spent some time going over the how to’s of dovetails this evening. I really do seem to collect hobbies, and woodworking will be a great addition. I’ve dabbled in the past, but it’s one of those things where the space and tools bring it from tolerable to pleasurable. I’m sure I’ll be picking up more tools in the future.
69/365- beautiful patterns
Sometimes the coolest thing in photography is looking for the shapes and patterns in the most random things. Sure, roses are beautiful, and therefore an obviously photogenic subject. But how do you make it different? How can you take something so familiar and make it more interesting. It’s the attention to detail that can make the difference between and amateur and a pro. That’s obviously a complex subject, but that difference of attention is part of it. What’s the expression? Elevating the ordinary to the extraordinary? I can’t honestly say I think I do so often, but I try where I can 🙂
68/365- Yes I can!
New years resolutions- the annual tradition of reflecting on one’s life, resolving to make those changes we’ve talked about. Ambitions abound- eat better, exercise more, spend more time with family, spend less money, quit…. All great intentions. And that’s what they remain: intentions. To a perpetual cynic like myself, I’ve never really like resolutions, because I watch them fall apart in a week or two every year, not just my own if I bother to make any, but certainly the resolutions of others.
But at the same time, the problem with cynicism is that nothing ventured, nothing gained. I love to use the maxim that pessimists are never disappointed, and it’s true, but there is so much less possibility for joy as well. That hope of change, and the happiness that comes with successfully putting yourself out there, taking the chance. Whether the risk is small- taking a photo of a common soup can and hoping it turns out okay- or huge- that freelance dream- we can only learn by trying. I heard something once that said failing is the best outcome, because it’s the only way we learn. So I guess this is a roundabout way of reminding myself to occasionally say yes, I can (sorry for the terrible pun), and take that shot.
What has the new year reminded you to do for yourself?