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En Plein Air: Beach Photography
As a writer, I’m trying to pay attention to the stuff the people aren’t paying attention to.
JONATHAN FRANZEN
When this quote came across my Twitter feed today, I found myself thinking about how it applies to photography too. And establishing a habit of taking photos every day…with the express purpose of posting at least one…pushes me to consider new ways of paying attention to the potential images around me. It’s not that I don’t see what others see…I do, and I often see that others around me take photos and post photos that are similar to mine. So that means I need to pay attention to the details of composition, lighting, angles…
I realize that I use photography for a variety of purposes. Sometimes I am documenting events in my life, sometimes I am teaching myself some new techniques, sometimes I am relaxing and enjoying the outdoors…and sometimes I am working to create art.
Some photos turn out just the way I want them to, with the colors and focus and frame all in perfect harmony. And some pictures benefit from some editing…cropping, light adjustments, filters and such.
When I saw the Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge today was “work of art,” I knew I would focus on photos taken at the beach. I headed to the beach today as a break from worrying about the wildfires in our community. School was canceled, the weather was still hot, and the sand, waves, and briny sea air called to me. As I got closer to the shore I noticed the juxtaposition of the bright blue sky to the west and south and dark smoke rising from the north. The fires on Camp Pendleton had flared this morning, and firefighters were hard at work knocking it back down. As I walked in the cool salt water I aimed for the shot that would capture the brightness of the blue sky and also capture the dark, ominous smoke in the distance.
The carefree playfulness of the children on the beach was contagious! Even though the water is still cool…in the mid 60’s, it seemed that everyone was enjoying the water. I saw this group of kids heading into the surf and wanted to get a sense of the activity. It’s interesting to me that the photo looks like the beach is empty, just by the framing of the shot, when in reality there were lots of people on the beach today. I also played with a filter in Snapseed, creating a bit of a vignette effect, highlighting the children at play.
I ended up back at the beach later this evening when my husband came home from work. It was still quite warm out and I had enjoyed the beach so much earlier in the day that I wanted him to have the opportunity to feel the relaxation and the cool of the ocean. As I walked down the ramp toward the shore I noticed this gull on the roof of the beach building. With this post in mind, I decided to play around with the image a bit, cropping to bring the bird closer and then using a black and white filter. I’ve noticed that black and white is great for some photos…and terrible on others. I like it on this one.
It wasn’t yet sunset as our walk came to an end, but the sun was low in the sky and created a shiny reflection on the water below it. As we sat on some benches on the hill above the beach at the end of our walk, I was drawn to the silhouette of the palm tree in the distance. I’ve photographed this tree before, but not quite at this same angle or at this same time of day. It’s funny that this filter is called redscale, it seems to give the photo a yellowish, sunset kind of glow.
As a photographer, even an amateur, there is a lot to pay attention to. And the more I practice my craft, the more I find that I am able to pay attention to the stuff other people aren’t paying attention to, resulting in some interesting works of art…or alternatively, some interesting prompts for writing. The beach is a rich resource to draw from, a source of inspiration, renewal, relaxation and fun. And for me, today, it was also a welcome distraction.
A Mother’s Day Adventure
Sometimes one invitation creates space for new adventures and unexpected opportunities. And for me that invitation led to today’s Mother’s Day adventure.
Tomorrow I will attend the 100Kin10 Summit at the Exploratorium in San Francisco–an effort focused on improving STEM teaching by bringing interested stakeholders in lots of different fields together to support teacher development and retention. But more about that later…
So this morning I was on the move, heading to San Francisco on Mother’s Day to spend the day (and night) with my son and daughter-in-law. And all of today’s travels were adventures…trying some new ways to getting where I needed and wanted to go.
I started my morning on an airline I hadn’t flown before. I made my decision based on both price (of course) and on my need to fly into SFO. There were lots of choices…and Southwest is usually my go to airline for short jaunts like this. But this time I decided to try out Virgin America. Advantages: same cost as Southwest, secured seat assignment (no worries about checking in exactly 24 hours before your flight to get your line-up number). It also has a very different vibe…feels a bit “retro” and “hip”…especially the safety features video (a music video piece…quite amusing!). The purple light decor and the music that played during the boarding process added to that feeling.
My flight arrived early into San Francisco…another plus, and I headed off to find the BART. Today I would ride the Bay Area Rapid Transit system from the airport to my son’s house in the east bay. I’ve ridden BART before, but not from SFO and not to my son’s house. And you probably know, when you don’t do something very often, each time feels like something new. Figuring out how to buy the ticket was probably the trickiest part of my journey…and it wasn’t too challenging.
I spent the BART ride people watching and taking photos of the scenery passing by. While the train was relatively empty when I got on at the airport, it continued to fill as we headed from station to station toward the city. There were travelers with luggage, young people with backpacks, families…a cute family with three exuberant boys got on at one point, the young couple with the bouquet of flowers for her mom, the guy with the electric bike that he positioned between his knees so he could sit and work his crossword puzzle for the journey, the older woman who was off to spend the day with her son, the cute older couple who held hands as they found seats, and more…
I took this shot by shooting out the window while we traveled at a fast pace through a tunnel, capturing the reflection of people in the car with me.
It was fun to watch and notice and recognize the different communities along the way, from the colorful houses on the hillsides between the airport and the downtown area to views of the oil rigs and shipping containers outside of Oakland, and then the expansive hillsides of the suburban east bay communities. I arrived as scheduled, ready for my son to pick me up.
After being treated to lunch out with my son and daughter-in-law, we had a relaxing Mother’s Day, hanging out at their house, catching up and talking, and playing with Roscoe…their Corgi. We were still on the move as we headed out for a walk into the sunny and warm afternoon, giving me an opportunity to explore their neighborhood.
And…it gets better…my son cooked a delicious dinner for us! The perfect ending to a wonderful day filled with adventure, movement, and love. I’ll be back on BART tomorrow, commuting with my son this time, as he heads in to work and I head in for the conference…
A Conversation With a Duck
Sometimes a conversation with a duck takes a surprising turn.
This guy had a lot to say about my camera and the intrusion of his privacy. He stood right up and let me know that my attention was not wanted. Before I had walked toward him, he had been sitting in this spot, relaxing in the cool and sunny afternoon sun. A couple of females swam nearby. This little body of water sits next to a local community college…across the street from the local lagoon.
As I walked back toward my car, this mallard continued his conversation as he stepped into the water and swam upstream, against the current.
I’ve been working to capture some of the sounds I hear on my photo walks these days. And it’s hard. When I am out walking and taking photos and noticing the world around me, I also hear amazing sounds…like the conversation with the duck. Unfortunately, the microphone on my iPhone is simply not sensitive enough to capture these conversations with nature.
Today I headed out to a portion of the lagoon I had never explored before. It was strangely desolate…dry, smelly…not the lush environment I experienced closer to the shore. I could hear so much more than I could see in this setting. Birds called, dragonflies and bees buzzed, the rushes whispered, and I could hear the white noise of the traffic from the freeway not far in the distance. I came across this sign…and it made me wonder if the birds take note of information like this!
As I explored this dry and deserted environment, I noticed these strangely unique plants…I don’t know what they are called and haven’t seen them before…but was immediately drawn to them. My husband called them alien flowers and immediately began a narrative about visitations from aliens (he is a big sci-fi aficionado). Personally, I think these thistle-looking flowers are beautiful!
As I walked along the road away from the lagoon toward my car, I found myself thinking about the distinctions between weeds and native species…and in many cases, I think they may be one in the same! I doubt that anyone planted these flowers, but I recognize them as native. I have seen them often in and around the lagoon…and they are lovely…especially as they blow in the sea breezes. They are like miniature sunflowers or daisies…brilliant yellow…the definition of spring!
I walked through many patches of these flowers growing wild along the side of the road, attracting bees and other pollinators, and simply making the road more beautiful than ordinary dirt and asphalt ever thought of being. And then I noticed this tree, large and stately…and likely home to many birds and bugs, and shade to many more.
I learn so much on my walks with my camera…even when I don’t capture it in images. Today I was much more aware of sounds than images. What looked like dried grasses and brush hinted at a richness of life within. I could hear birds calling, the rustle of animals, and the wind singing in tune with the plant life. I came across a hidden babbling brook and wondered if the water were fresh or brackish. At one point a bee came to whisper in my ear and stayed with me longer than I really wanted.
And so I am reminded to not just look…but also to listen to the world around me. There is so much to be learned from a conversation with a mallard or the whispers of a bee, if you just take the time to listen.
Morning Light
When you live in a place with moderate temperatures all year long, the end of winter and the beginning of spring often pass unnoticed. Plants grow and flowers bloom all year long…outdoors! So this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge at the Daily Post was a hard one. I feel like I have already posted photos of beautiful blooms and outdoor fun…so what does spring really mean to me?
We had a few days of unseasonably hot weather last week…it felt more like September than the end of April/beginning of May. But this week we’re back to more usual, cooler temps (in the 60’s).
I came across this quote from photographer Henri Cartier Bresson last night and realized that I, too, use my camera as a sketchbook, capturing moments and feelings as I come across them.
“For me, the camera is a sketch book, an instrument of intuition and spontaneity.” ― Henri Cartier-Bresson
I’ve been paying attention to changes in light and color, especially when it comes to my photography, trying to capture those instances of soft glow and light that seem to kiss the subject. And I have instances in my camera roll that capture these noticings.
This morning my eye was drawn to the clouds on my way to work…and I had to pull over to snap a few shots of the ocean and the clouds above.
And while the original was nice, I love the way the filter adds even more dimension to the clouds.
Even before I left the house this morning I had my camera (phone) out as I noticed Phil laying on our new rug (no furniture in that space yet) in the morning light. This is unedited and unfiltered.
On Saturday morning my husband was up early baking. I could smell his handiwork as I woke up, knowing that he enjoys the early morning quiet for his cooking creativity. When I made my way down to the kitchen, I saw the blueberry pie cooling in the morning light and couldn’t resist taking a photo.
Later that morning, when I was walking on the beach I noticed the reflection of this fishing pole on the sand. And I managed to not only capture the reflection of the pole in the wet sand and also the soft light on the beach on a sunny Saturday morning in May.
Now that spring is here, the days are longer and I’m noticing differences in the quality of light, especially in the morning and early evening. So maybe spring is about light for me. At least right now it is.
The Moods of May: An SDAWPphotovoices Photo-A-Day Challenge
In spite of being known for our mild, temperate climate and outdoor lifestyle, May is one of those months that can become monochromatic. Terms like “May Gray” and “June Gloom” describe those days when we are wishing for summer and sunshine, but plagued by a persistent gray, chilling marine layer along our coast here in San Diego. And with all that gray in mind, I’m thinking May be the perfect month to play with changing our moods. And thinking about weather and our attitudes toward it, I am reminded of a quote describing the teacher’s role in the classroom related to the climate.
I’ve come to a frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element in the classroom. It’s my personal approach that creates the climate. It’s my daily mood that makes the weather… Haim G. Ginott
As a photographer, I also make choices about the mood in my images. The ways I frame the subjects, how the light touches them, the composition within, all impact the mood portrayed. And with mood in mind, can we find interesting photos to capture that reflect a particular feeling? So for May, our challenge is to capture a mood through a daily photograph. I’ve listed suggestions for each day by letter of the alphabet, with a few extras thrown in to add up to 31, the number of days in the month. You get to decide how to portray the mood. You can experiment with lighting, use apps to change the appearance, try different ways of cropping, shoot from different angles…the interpretation is totally up to you! You can be literal or take liberties with the definition, let your inner artist play! After you shoot, post a photo each day with the hashtag #sdawpphotovoices to Twiiter, Instagram, Flicker, Google+ and/or Facebook (the more the better!), so that we can all enjoy the posts. If you are game for some extra action, compose a blog post about a photo, a week’s worth of photos, write a photo essay, try a learning walk, or write some poetry or even a song! You are invited to create a pingback by linking to this url or post your blog address in the comment section. It’s fun for me to see what others are doing with the same prompts I am using! Here’s a couple of my experiments with mood. Vibrant:
Tense:
Optimistic (maybe only Jack…Phil seems indifferent or defeated):
Hopeful:
Tranquil:
So now it’s your turn, here’s our list for May: 1. Anxious 2. Buoyant 3. Calm 4. Drained 5. Effervescent 6. Frustrated 7. Grumpy 8. Hopeful 9. Indifferent 10. Incredulous 11. Jubilant 12. Kind 13. Listless 14. Mellow 15. Narcissistic 16. Optimistic 17. Pensive 18. Playful 19. Quiet 20. Reflective 21. Solemn 22. Sad 23. Tense 24. Tranquil 25. Uneasy 26. Vibrant 27. Wistful 28. Whimsical 29. E(x)cited 30. Yearning 31. Zealous Let moods get your creative juices flowing as you explore through your lens during May. Have fun, experiment, play with the limits of your photography…May is the perfect time for testing just how far you can go in controlling the climate through your images. You can post every day, once a week, or even sporadically throughout the month…whatever works in your life. Be sure to share and tag your photos with #sdawpphotovoices so we can find them!
What’s in Your Pocket?
Tomorrow is Poem in Your Pocket day, the day when poetry is celebrated by carrying a favorite poem in your pocket and sharing it with others. So before we left school today, my teaching partner and I gathered poems for our students to choose from and she made a darling display of pockets that we stuffed with poems and hung on the door.
And when I got home I started thinking about the poem I will carry in my pocket tomorrow. And it’s hard…there are so many wonderful poems out there. I love different poems for different reasons. As I started thinking about poems I know and love, I remembered a favorite that I haven’t revisited in a while.
Valentine for Ernest Mann
by Naomi Shihab Nye
You can’t order a poem like you order a taco.
Walk up to the counter, say, “I’ll take two”
and expect it to be handed back to you
on a shiny plate.Still, I like your spirit.
Anyone who says, “Here’s my address,
write me a poem,” deserves something in reply.
So I’ll tell a secret instead:
poems hide. In the bottoms of our shoes,
they are sleeping. They are the shadows
drifting across our ceilings the moment
before we wake up. What we have to do
is live in a way that lets us find them.Once I knew a man who gave his wife
two skunks for a valentine.
He couldn’t understand why she was crying.
“I thought they had such beautiful eyes.”
And he was serious. He was a serious man
who lived in a serious way. Nothing was ugly
just because the world said so. He really
liked those skunks. So, he re-invented them
as valentines and they became beautiful.
At least, to him. And the poems that had been hiding
in the eyes of skunks for centuries
crawled out and curled up at his feet.Maybe if we re-invent whatever our lives give us
we find poems. Check your garage, the off sock
in your drawer, the person you almost like, but not quite.
And let me know.
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