A little multiple exposure abstract for a change of pace. . .
Taken at a hotel in San Francisco
This one’s from the archives- the same San Francisco trip where my last blog photo was taken- but I still may use it for my assignment if I don’t take anything else appropriate. This was a street musician down at Fisherman’s Wharf- and the crowd of oblivious, unappreciative passersby. Just a basic edit and black and white conversion- would love to crop it a little on the right. . .
I’m not sure this qualifies as street photography, because I was standing in the entrance of a building in San Francisco (with my photography buddy, Carol) shooting through the gorgeous lobby and focusing on the Bay Bridge through the windows at the end. It was Carol’s idea to wait for someone in red to come by to make the shot- and she did! I am happy to say that there was no cropping or cloning- just a little work on exposure and then a black and white conversion. The garbage cans (always a no-no) remain for journalistic integrity!
But where is the girl in the red shirt? You have to look at the color version!
A quiet scene from the Anchorage Market
I was thinking of using this shot for one of our photo group assignments, even though it was shot during the summer. The assignment is “editorial” or “street photography.” There are RULES (I hate rules): minimal editing (no trash can removal etc.)- just a black and white conversion. So the color version is my more edited version (straightened and cropped, no cloning- but added tonal contrast etc. in Nik).
My black and white version is the original crop (yuck), edited in Nik Silver Efex, also contrast and with the Ilford film type (not sure if that much editing is allowed). I think I will be heading out to the streets again to try to get it right in camera- but not to Alaska, unfortunately.
The heavy monsoon rains have brought an amazing array of wildflowers and grasses to Willow Lake this year, creating a different look from previous summers. I don’t know what these pink flowers are (someone will tell me), but they were everywhere.
We went out a couple times last week (me balancing trekking poles and camera and backpack), and each time my photo shoot was curtailed by thunderstorms. I hear that monsoon season is over now, but I’m not counting on it!
Until we moved to Arizona, I had never heard of Apache Plume- but now I photograph the seed heads every summer. We have a big shrub of this native plant in front of our house. I can’t say it is lovely to look at as a landscape element- but the craaaazzzy seed heads and little flowers are quite captivating!
It is a photography paradox to me that many, many, many of my favorite photos were taken on Southern California beaches- when I spent so much of my adult life disliking Southern California (the crowds and the TRAFFIC!). There is something about the serenity of the water and the white sand that appeals to my eye. I remember looking at this trio of ladies with their hats and cover-ups and thinking they looked like my kind of people- so I titled it “The Book Club.”