Although there were a surprising number of people out in the park around sunrise this morning, I managed to avoid them appearing in all the photos I took except one.
And although I usually prefer pictures without any people in, now I’ve looked closer at this one, I reckon that the figure actually adds something to the composition.
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In the previous blog post, I talked about colour and about the nice bright colours of the photographs I take on my phone. Today, the photos aren’t quite so bright, which is hardly surprising as they were taken after dark with no flash.
I’ve tweaked them a little to make them clearer, though they still retain some of the rather strange brown tinge of the originals.
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Do you remember when films shown at the cinema were proudly brought to us in Glorious Technicolor?
What about when Simon and Garfunkel sang to us about Kodachrome:
They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world’s a sunny day.
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It’s the time of year when all the blogs and social media feeds of the northern hemisphere are filled with spectacular photos of trees and leaves in wonderful autumnal colours – all warm red, rust and russet, yellow and orange vermilion. Personally, I have a bit of a problem with this.
I don’t deny that the leaves turn colour. But it seems that when I stop to take a photo of what looks like a promising heap of leaves, on closer inspection it’s actually a muddy pile of decay, quickly turning into mulch.
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I said yesterday that most of the photos I take are of plants, especially flowers and seed heads, so today I was determined to post something that wasn’t floral.
And I’ve had the joy of spending most of the weekend copying the contents of a stack of old CDs onto an external hard drive, so I have a lot of photos to choose from. True, not all the files on the four dozen CDs were photographs, but the vast majority were. And having had a look through the first half dozen discs, I wonder why on earth I kept half of them.
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