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“It’s because I’m depressed.”

‘About what?”

“The rain. It’ll stop soon.”

“When you’re depressed, it rains?”

“Yes.”

“Then when there’s a typhoon, how depressed are you?”

“That’s not me, … the earth’s depressed.” ~Guardian: The Lonely and Great God

Sony RX-1003 … f/4 1/640s 70mm 80 ISO

inspiration: balanced composition

Week 17 : Balanced composition (is pretty straightforward, unless you are trying to shoot in the “Accidental Renaissance” style. So shoot a balanced image in the Accidental Renaissance style.)

This week’s photo challenge has me stumped. My research of “Accidental Renaissance” style directs me to Reddit’s definition:

  • A photo that accidentally resembles the types of art popular from the 14th-19th centuries.
  • Composition: Triangular/Pyramidial figures, Dynamic, assymetrical composition, foreshortening, and of course the use of the Fibonacci sequence or Golden Ratio
  • Lighting: Featuring use of sfumato (blurring/softening of outlines) and/or chiaroscuro (strong contrasts between light and dark
  • Subject: Landscapes, people, scenes, that feature one or both of the above.

So…these three represent my visualization of balanced images in the Accidental Renaissance style.

This YouTune video is the most “understandable” explanation of the golden ratio I have found.

Images submitted in response to Dogwood Photography’s annual 52-week photography challenge.

a photo study: going forward

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At the start of this photo study project I had a bit of doubt about being able to make it to the finishing line…once a week, 52 blogs….three 16-week college semesters plus one summer semester…no holiday or vacation breaks – was a huge challenge.  And today, I’m posting the final blog of this year-long learning project.

This Study was inspired by a number of bloggers:

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So where do we go from here?  May I recommend: 

Photography books are a great resource especially those that focus upon particular photographers.  Look for them in your local library, used book stores, yard sales.  My favorite photo books are those published by Aperture Magazines.  

https://aperture.org/shop/magazine/

Online galleries are also a great place to study particular photographers.

Supervision New York is a great place to visit especially if you are interested in Michael Kenna’s work  @http://supervisionnewyork.com/gallery

 

Thank you for joining me in this journey of discovery.  If a blogger, site, book, or video has inspired your photography I would appreciate hearing from you.  Again, thank you and I do hope you had fun, lots of fun.

early morning readings

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“… in the big room they now entered, time had stood still. It was furnished with ascetic sparseness. At one end, facing the wall was a desk and a chair. At the other end, a bed with a small rug in front of it, like a prayer rug. In the middle was a reading chair with a standing lamp and next to it mountains of messy piles of books on the bare floorboards. Nothing else. The whole thing as a sanctuary, a chapel to the memory of Amadeu Inácio de Almeida Prado, doctor, resistance higher and goldsmith of words. The cool, eloquent silence of a cathedral prevailed here, the impassive rustle of a room filled with frozen time.” ~Pascal Mercier, Night Train to Lisbon (pg. 108)

“It was not in the first few moments that I saw all these things, though I saw more of them in the first moments than might be supposed. But, I saw that everything within my view which ought to be white, had been white long ago, and had lost its lustre, and was faded and yellow. I saw that the bride within the bridal dress had withered like the dress, and like the flowers, and had no brightness left but the brightness of her sunken eyes. I saw that the dress had been put upon the rounded figure of a young woman, and that the figure upon which it now hung loose, had shrunk to skin and bone. Once, I had been taken to see some ghastly waxwork at the Fair, representing I know not what impossible personage lying in state. Once, I had been taken to one of our old marsh churches to see a skeleton in the ashes of a rich dress, that had been dug out of a vault under the church pavement. Now, waxwork and skeleton seemed to have dark eyes that moved and looked at me. I should have cried out, if I could.” ~Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

https://youtu.be/dygXIIUBCvg