Sunday, March 31, 2013
Photography post 9- Tattooed man
While Jade and I were taking photos last weekend in Northhampton, we passed a man with tattoos all down his neck. The man looked as if he could have come from a native tribe and had a couple feathers in his hair. He wore an old fashioned brimmed hat and had tan skin. As we walked by him, his eyes were crinkled as he faced the glaring sun. This face showed one of wisdom and kindness. The tattoos on his neck were dark patterns running from beneath his long black hair and into his black jacket. If I had had the nerve to ask to take his picture, I would have used a low aperature and low exposure, due to the great light around him.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Photography post 8- Flying Owl
Today after school, Jade and I were driving and right across the road, a Barred Owl flew right infront of our car! The wings offered brilliant spots and contrast in shades and the dark eyes were clear on the face. The moment seemed to suddenly slow down and the whole thing must've lasted a full 3 seconds. If I had had a camera ready I would have used a very fast shutter speed and could have probably caught this bird of prey right in action. What a moment!
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Photography 7: Stream and waterfall
A few days ago I was walking on a trail with a few friends. On the trip we passed many streams covered partially in ice and a few elegant waterfalls leading from them. It was not quite the golden hour yet but the sun was up and bright and cast a brilliant glow on the water. I must go back by the end of the semester. c:
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Photography post 6: Hunting Post
As I often do, I was taking a walk in the woods behind my house. Being that it was after school, the light was perfect because it was a little before sunset and was the golden hour. In the woods there has been an old wooden, worn-down Hunting stand for hunting deer or game in a tree. It has long since been abandoned but the other day I went back and there a was brand new one in a tree across from it. As I looked up at it the last rays of sun were shining through the wire of the seat. I do not like hunting very much but this picture was a brilliant depiction of vermont and it's culture. Wish I had my camera.
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