Shot #3: Saddle
Taken Tuesday, 3/30 at 6:30pm.
Connections are everything. My visiting teacher, one of the nicest women I know and my Mom away from Mom, owns several horses and has a stable north of town. I went with her to her barn and spent 1 1/2 hours photographing this saddle, then ended up using one of the first ten shots. Silly me. I guess I need to realize that usually the first way I see it is the best way - even when I do experiment with different angles. Here is the finished product as of today.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Chairs - Dos
Shot #2: Couch
Taken Sunday, 3/21 at 6:30pm.
In my pre-conceptualization, I envisioned this shot as being more of a graphic image - and not so much trying to portray an idea. Knowing myself, this was a dangerous route to take because I feel that photographs that have an idea behind them are often stronger, and resonate more with the viewer. However, in the past, I have had some success with purely graphic images, so I figured I'd push my luck and make this one just that. Jeff and I borrowed my friend's little Ford Ranger, loaded his couch in the back, and went out on Highway 89 in search of the perfect section of railroad. It only took about 20min to find the spot. Jeff and I jumped out and tried to act casual as we unloaded this couch by the side of the road. We tried to get in and out as fast as possible, so we were running cushions back and forth, all the time keeping a keen ear for the train's whistle. As much as I would have liked getting a shot of a couch being hit by a train, I didn't really feel like getting arrested. Here are a few of the basically unedited proofs.
Taken Sunday, 3/21 at 6:30pm.
In my pre-conceptualization, I envisioned this shot as being more of a graphic image - and not so much trying to portray an idea. Knowing myself, this was a dangerous route to take because I feel that photographs that have an idea behind them are often stronger, and resonate more with the viewer. However, in the past, I have had some success with purely graphic images, so I figured I'd push my luck and make this one just that. Jeff and I borrowed my friend's little Ford Ranger, loaded his couch in the back, and went out on Highway 89 in search of the perfect section of railroad. It only took about 20min to find the spot. Jeff and I jumped out and tried to act casual as we unloaded this couch by the side of the road. We tried to get in and out as fast as possible, so we were running cushions back and forth, all the time keeping a keen ear for the train's whistle. As much as I would have liked getting a shot of a couch being hit by a train, I didn't really feel like getting arrested. Here are a few of the basically unedited proofs.
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