I think of my mother often when I am using a camera. She would be delighted that I finally “get” the fun of photography.
And, I have learned a few things about myself because of photography, for instance —
I am drawn to repeated patterns . . .
and bright colors . . .
(I can’t tell — is it obvious what this is? If you don’t know, I’ll give you a hint — the color was a pleasant surprise when I played around with editing the hue and saturation of a black and white picture from the zoo.)
and the sky . . .
. . . and sometimes opportunities to show a unique perspective
A window at a filling station. A cooler filled with soda pop inside provides the color and is made interesting because it is viewed through a window that is reflecting near-by trees.
A cropped version of the window above.
I thought these bushes in the yard, photographed through a screen, looked a little like a painting.
I was amazed at how much more I liked this simple picture of a bird when I made it a negative.
There is something a little mysterious about just a glimpse of a pretty girl, isn’t there?
Bridge girders through the tinting at the top of the windshield.
A sunset taken in the rear view mirror (as the passenger, of course!)
I took a picture of clouds from inside the car and inadvertently overlayed them with my husband’s reflection in the window. When I cropped it to just the reflection, I got a picture I really liked!
I can honestly say that photography has made me look at the world around me much more closely and appreciatively.