Learning about the world is fun when you are young. So many things race through your mind.
I remember when I used to have the time to not only enjoy nature but to actually appreciate it enough
to pick up leaves. When students came running to me excited about the leaves they just picked from the bunch
on the ground, I made an attempt to enjoy their FALL- IS -HERE moment with them.
(I know, I am a season late…)
As I consider putting down the camera…I am glad I came across this post. It inspired me.
2011 was the year I carried my camera almost everywhere, the year the camera became an extension of my right arm, the year I found myself on the streets over and over again, the year the streets accompanied me through my highs and lows. This post is not a personal best-of, but rather a selection of how I saw and felt about street photography in 2011.
January. After having neglected street photography for a long while, I picked up my camera again. It instantly felt right.
It stuck as the month the obsession started (again) and never left.
I took walks for hours, alone. I shot everything I saw.
I took the bus instead of the subway, so I could see and shoot from the upper decks.
February. I changed perspectives.
I tried different vantage points.
I tried juxtapositions.
I discovered that I like shooting on familiar ground.
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This picture goes right along with my “Hats or Hats Not” project.
A friend of mine recently got married and I was more interested in the people’s threads then in the actual wedding. Sorry, but true.
To say the least, I was a bit disappointed by some of those who attend. Why would you wear Timberlands and a tee to a wedding?! I saw some who looked like they just walked off the street into the church.
Anyways, enough about the squares! I got a kick out of looking at the bridesmaid dresses but the best were the hats.