Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Monday, August 30, 2010

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Patterns: Coiled gut



This photo officially marks my half way point through this challenge! I only have 182(.5) more photos to take to complete this journey.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Patterns: Accumulation



This was one of those photos that showed itself to me in the most ordinary of places and situations.

Matt & I were at dinner at a delicious sandwich place in our neighborhood chatting about...life (and other ordinary topics married couple discuss over dinner), when I found myself staring at my paper soda container and noticing the tiny bubbles of condensation that had formed.

And just as suddenly as I noticed them, I saw this photo in my head. I immediately whipped out my camera (which never leaves my side) while Matt looked on quizzically. I told him about the beautiful, small bubbles on the outside of my cup, but he quickly went, "Meh," because he didn't believe in my artistic ability to make the ordinary...extraordinary.

And voilĂ . Look at what I did.

But on a serious note, one of the most important things I've learned on my (almost 6 month!) photographic journey is to trust my instincts. I try to never pass up a photo opportunity when I get that feeling in my gut that one has presented itself to me (which is why I always have my camera nearby). While sometimes that doesn't pan out as well as I thought it would, I'd say, by and large, it does most of the time. And I'm ever so enthralled with that result.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Monday, August 23, 2010

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Friday, August 20, 2010

Patterns: Crinkled

Aqueous

I wrote on Sunday that I have found a new love for shooting water.



The colors created by the light reflecting the waters' surface and the texture of the moving water is a joy to shoot.



These pictures really make my heart happy. I especially loved the patterns of the water in these next two photos.





They look unnatural and somehow contrived, but they are real. And beautiful.

This next photo is similar to "Gradient", which I posted on Sunday. I actually had a difficult time choosing between these two photos.



I loved the crispness of the lines on the surface of the water and the reflections dancing in the light. "Gradient" didn't have quite the same affect as this one, but I loved the how the lines slowly become smoother as they moved toward the bottom of the frame. The juxtaposition of the change in pattern is what especially spoke to me in this shot, and, with help from Matt, is ultimately why I chose that photo to post, even though I still loved the photo above for similar, but very difference reasons.

And lastly, two fountain shots taken about a half hour apart as the sun was setting. The one below captures the beautiful colors of the sunset reflected in the buildings, and because I had some light left to work with, I was able to turn the shutter speed high enough to capture the spraying water frozen in time.



Once it had gotten dark enough, I slowed down the shutter speed to try to capture the movement of both the ascending and descending water. I think I love the colors more in this photo and the use of what's left of the light in the sky and the water.



Seriously, I'm thinking about adding 'water' as a new theme for an upcoming month. That's how much joy I've had photographing water lately.

I hope you enjoyed these! Please feel free to leave comments telling me why you did. Or why you didn't. Just be sure to be more constructive with your feedback.

P.S. My post on critters the other day was incomplete! I took this photo back in June and have been waiting to share it. I actually liked the composition of this shot over the photo I ended up posting that day ("Watchtower"), but I thought turning it black & white would not have done this shot justice.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Patterns: Four of a kind



Also taken with the new 50mm f/1.8 lens, hence the extreme bokeh.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Patterns: Warp pipes



This photo (and yesterday's) was taken with my new lens: A Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 beauty I bought from Ashley Thalman, a wonderful photographer and mother of two of the cutest kids in the world.

Thank you, Ashley! Hello extreme bokeh!

Critters

I've been able to snap some awesome shots of a few four-legged creatues lately.



They didn't seem to be afraid of me at all. Especially this little guy.



I was photographing this concrete structure he was sitting on, and he approached me. I think he wanted to be photographed. I was probably within a foot or two of him, just shooting away.



Don't worry; he does looks like he's about to smack me or my camera in the shot above. But he just had an itch to scratch.



One evening as I wandered a park, I came across some ducks. I love ducks, if you didn't already know that.



This guy didn't mind me quacking at him and getting closer and closer to him with my camera. He just stood there, watching me.

I then found a group of ducks! They were too busy cleaning themselves to worry about the pesky photographer getting closer and closer to them.



And boy did I get closer.



But don't worry. No harm was done.



I swear their heads are hidden from the camera's view.

And lastly, I thought I'd include some of Matt's camera work in this post, too. We stopped in a little town called Braemar in the Scottish highlands, and Matt found this little guy, just sitting in the street.



I unfortunately chased him off with my quacking too soon, but he still managed to get one pretty great photo.

And finally...penguins!



Matt was fortunate enough to see some of these guys in South Africa on the Cape of Good Hope. And I think this next photo is simply stunning.



Ah, little penguin, gazing out into the sea. Thinking about life and...fish.

I wish I could have met you, little guy.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Monday, August 16, 2010

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Patterns: Gradient



Two things about tonight's photo:

1. I discovered that I love photographing patterns on the waters' surface. Especially at sunset. The colors, the texture, the wonderful natural movements of the water caught in action. These things I love. I think I will be sharing more photos from tonight's bounty later this week.

2. Matt & I were wandering Hermann Park in the center of the concrete jungle that is Houston when I took this photo. I had nowhere to put my lens cap (since I was wearing a skirt without pockets), so I decided to gingerly set it on the railing of the bridge we were standing on, knowing I would have to be careful not to knock it into the water below.

And then...I knocked it over.

I thought retrieving it would be hopeless, so after a good mental kick in the arse for being a bit stupid, I quickly resigned myself to the fact that my lens cap was gone and was, thankfully, the least expensive part on my camera to replace. No big deal.

And then, before I knew what was happening, Matt handed me his glasses and started climbing over the bridge to try and rescue my lens cap. He heroically clung to the side of the bridge, used his foot to pick up the floating lens cap from below the bridge, and then received much applause from others watching from on and around the bridge. Thanks, Husband, for...being brave?

Friday, August 13, 2010

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Patterns: Tessellation

"Somehow forgiveness, with love and tolerance, accomplishes miracles that can happen in no other way."

Have you watched any of the Mormon Messages on youtube? I actually find them quite inspiring and very well done. I saw this one today and felt like sharing it:



I cannot fathom the strength Chris Williams had to have to forgive so quickly and completely in a tragic situation like this. I am also struck by his humility, giving himself no credit for the remarkable feat he was able to accomplish. It was simply the Savior working through him. How wonderful.

"I'm grateful that God allow tragedies and trails to occur in our lives - not because they're easy or because they're desired, but because they help us love."

This story reminded me of a talk President Hinckley gave years ago, simply entitled "Forgiveness". The story he relates, much like Chris Williams' story in the above video, is one of complete forgiveness:

"How would you feel toward a teenager who decided to toss a 20-pound frozen turkey from a speeding car headlong into the windshield of the car you were driving? How would you feel after enduring six hours of surgery using metal plates and other hardware to piece your face together, and after learning you still face years of therapy before returning to normal—and that you ought to feel lucky you didn’t die or suffer permanent brain damage?

"And how would you feel after learning that your assailant and his buddies had the turkey in the first place because they had stolen a credit card and gone on a senseless shopping spree, just for kicks? …

“This is the kind of hideous crime that propels politicians to office on promises of getting tough on crime. It’s the kind of thing that prompts legislators to climb all over each other in a struggle to be the first to introduce a bill that would add enhanced penalties for the use of frozen fowl in the commission of a crime.

"The New York Times quoted the district attorney as saying this is the sort of crime for which victims feel no punishment is harsh enough. ‘Death doesn’t even satisfy them,’ he said.

"Which is what makes what really happened so unusual. The victim, Victoria Ruvolo, a 44-year-old former manager of a collections agency, was more interested in salvaging the life of her 19-year-old assailant, Ryan Cushing, than in exacting any sort of revenge. She pestered prosecutors for information about him, his life, how he was raised, etc. Then she insisted on offering him a plea deal. Cushing could serve six months in the county jail and be on probation for 5 years if he pleaded guilty to second-degree assault.

"Had he been convicted of first-degree assault—the charge most fitting for the crime—he could have served 25 years in prison, finally thrown back into society as a middle-aged man with no skills or prospects.

"But this is only half the story. The rest of it, what happened the day this all played out in court, is the truly remarkable part.

"According to an account in the New York Post, Cushing carefully and tentatively made his way to where Ruvolo sat in the courtroom and tearfully whispered an apology. ‘I’m so sorry for what I did to you.’

"Ruvolo then stood, and the victim and her assailant embraced, weeping. She stroked his head and patted his back as he sobbed, and witnesses, including a Times reporter, heard her say, ‘It’s OK. I just want you to make your life the best it can be.’ According to accounts, hardened prosecutors, and even reporters, were choking back tears."

My thoughts this morning are much better expressed by President Hinckley: "May God help us to be a little kinder, showing forth greater forbearance, to be more forgiving, more willing to walk the second mile, to reach down and lift up those who may have sinned but have brought forth the fruits of repentance, to lay aside old grudges and nurture them no more."

And President Monson: "Never let a problem to be solved become more important than a person to be loved."

Monday, August 09, 2010

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Tuesday, August 03, 2010

Monday, August 02, 2010

Patterns: Arterial



By the way, to answer a question Meagan brought up, I am planning on selling prints. I'm currently looking into online print/selling options, and hopefully, by the end of the month, my prints will be for sale (somewhere)! I'll keep everyone posted.

Sunday, August 01, 2010

Patterns: Whirl



I spent the afternoon photographing Matt's awesome beard for his beard-iversary post. It's quite hilarious. You should go read it now.

I particularly liked this photo of the swirly part of his beard I happen to admire.