Monday, October 8, 2012

Focus on The Same Subject For a Longer Period of Time

Photo Title: Double Power

I love going for walks around my neighborhood. I've found that going for a walk is a great way for me to find no pressure photo opportunities. Walking the same way I normally do has it's benefits sometimes. Sometimes it takes seeing the same things over and over again helps you realize that there's a photo opportunity starting you in the face. These powerlines are a great example of that.
After I saw that if you angle the powerlines correctly you can get a pretty good photo, I ended up taking a lot of different shots of the same powerlines. The fact that I saw something ordinary in a different way also helped me get creative with not only my photo taking skills but also my editing skills. Here are some related photos of the same powerlines.
Photo Title: Rainbow Lines
Photo Title: In the Distance
All of these photos were taken on different days when I decided to go for a walk. I paid attention to the way the powerlines looked while I was walking by them and found multiple photo opportunities in the same subject. The fact that I took these photos over the course of a few days made it so that I felt no pressure in creating a new and interesting photo.


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Gentily almost facilely I'm roused from my sleep. The enigmatic cause of this effect inspires wonder in me every morning. The unspoken almost indiscernable feeling immediately puts me in a state of awe. Not another moment goes by until my mind begins absorbing the images or the feeling of colors that danced behind my now open eyes not too long ago.

The feeling of awe disipates as I fill my day with less meaningful activities. Every action taken without thought, every unfelt smile and empty conversation I comply to vexatiously chips away a piece of myself. The seemingly insignificant and ordinary things in life rouses another discernable feeling that sharpens my mind and makes me feel awake again. Whimsically I share my thoughts and experiences with others hoping to rouse them from sleep with the unexpected beauty I found. Repeatedly I am left feeling misplaced and misunderstood before I finally cultivated that art of listening. Shortly afterwards I embrace and eventually value the idea of being a mystery to others.