365, week 28
I'm no bandwagon jumper. Of the 365 photography projects, with which so many were enamored, I'm definitely a late adopter. And then I became a midway abandoner. So I'm going to pick it up here...exactly where I left off. It's my project and I say it's kosher to do so!
190 of 365: I was sitting in a dark room with only my iMac to light the way. Three Lego men were delivered to my desk as a plea to stop and play. And I did, in fact, stop and play.
191 of 365: Oh, yeah...I suddenly remember what terrifies me about this very public photography project: displaying my stunningly boring, uninspired images. But I have thing for magenta and turquoise so this corner of a market basket gets immortalized as today's entry.
192 of 365: I love (and I mean LOVE!) seeing parents with their children...especially the really itty bitty ones. This gal just happens to be 2 days old and already the center of her parents' lives. It's amazing how such a small package opens up to reveal so much joy and hope.
193 of 365: I snapped this at Disneyland. A little before I lost (someone stole?) my phone. So now, what is a neutral photo actually brings me sadness.
194 of 365: Powering through my phone bereavement, I return to Disneyland the following day...and find two wonderful friends and their kids! Now, this is a neutral photo that brings me happiness!
195 of 365: I love the promise of high school seniors...so ready to venture out into the world on their own and yet still so tender.
196 of 365: Well, it was bound to happen. There's no way I could get through 365 days of photos without including my kids. And it's not even a good capture...it just happens to be the only one I snapped for the day. I suppose that's part of the lesson of this project.
Comments
I haven't a clue what you're
I haven't a clue what you're talking about with regards to boring pics. There's always something about your images that grabs me.
Then again, the magenta and turquoise are largely lost on me. Gee, thanks for the invisible basket!
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The "invisible basket"
The "invisible basket" comment literally left me howling in laughter!!! Why are the pain and deprivation of others so stinkin' hysterical!?!
stunningly boring, uninspired images
Lam,
I'd like to suggest an alternative tag for the basket photo:
"Stunningly inspired and most certainly never boring. "
It's my favorite of the bunch. Good luck! Wanna buddy to jump on the bandwagon with ya?
Why, yes, I would! If you
Why, yes, I would!
If you start a Flickr account or blogger profile to display your 365 photos, please link it here so I can follow you! Oh, and here is some cut and pasted from our family blog on the matter, when I reached the halfway point (just before I petered out actually):
1. Taking photos every single day means having to keep my camera on me at all times. This has allowed me the privilege to capture people and things I wouldn't have been able to otherwise--what with the A's having been my sole photographic subjects and all. And I have enjoyed the closer view of the kids on our playgroups because of the way the camera analyzes them.2. There's no way I would have snapped as many frames as I do now without the 365 project. With all of that practice, I've come to use my eyes differently. I can't always tell what will become a good capture, but I can certainly tell when it's not going to translate well two-dimensionally. That's probably because I've taken my fair share (and then some!) of bad photos. The great part about this is because my eyes are always searching, and thus always finding, amazing visual treats everywhere! I get excited about puffy clouds in the sky, the color combination of the fliers in our junk mail, everything! And that's quite a gift to have receive from this project.3. I've gotten better at composition because there can be only one (yes, I'm having a Highlander flashback). That means that among a selection of images of the same subject, I have to find the one photo that conveys visual impact and emotion in the way that I intended. I end up scrutinizing every aspect of a photo from side to side, from corner to corner. Strangely, it's not always a "perfect" composition that strikes me the most but the imperfect ones that grab me.