Yesterday’s Trader Joe’s bouquet didn’t make it home unscathed, alas.
My photo group has been discussing photography as art recently- a subject dear to my heart. Yesterday, we watched a video about photographing with intention, which involved making lists of words that come to mind when you look at your own work- and then keeping those same qualities in mind when shooting and editing. As soon as I heard the word, list, my right brain started protesting! However, I did attempt to approach my flower shoot with intention. I told myself that I wanted the photo to be soft and dreamy and evoke in the viewer nostalgia for a bygone era. BUT. . . I instead became captivated by this impudent little broken flower and created a bright and, I think, cheerful piece- perhaps (or perhaps not) bringing a smile to the face of the viewer.
Intention. Need to work on that . . .