The innocence of youth is bliss, as is clearly being shown in this picture of a young girl gazing out over this bridge over untroubled waters. This shot was captured quite unexpectedly; I was just going to photograph the bridge simply and have a pleasant nature shot but then enters this child in front of my view. The creative side of me instantly showed a great opportunity to make an even better shot. Anytime there is a subject in one of my pictures, whether young or old, a message can be formed and deeper meanings can be accessed. She had no idea she was photographed; I don’t believe I was being a sort of creep while taking this, I just saw the perfect opportunity and ran home with it. I believe I heard her mother calling after her to come back or be careful. Someday this child will grow up, go on to do whatever is destined in her life, and might stumble across this photo one day and say “Hey, that’s me, but who took that picture?” She will never know it was me and that is the blissful innocence on both sides of the lens. Though her mother might still remember, in her old age, might remember seeing a young man in black snapping a picture with a small camera as the girl stepped onto the bridge and then going back to his daily life. I never saw the mother, only the girl who formed the Bridge of Youth and Innocence.
The third day of this fun course centering around the basics of photography asked me to interpret water. I chose one of the most beautiful places to take pictures of hydrogen and oxygen, the Cascades in my hometown.
The blue phase of the electric waterfall was captured with fine detail. My hand was steady with this shot, making sure the water streaming down was not blurred. I framed this shot by stepping back a few paces, getting all three levels of the falls and the water rushing down below. I can still hear the beautiful sound of the water churning, splashing down in tidal waves on all three levels.
The yellow phase is a little more up close and personal. I see what looks like lacy curtains in the solid looking water. It reminds me of lemon flavored popsicles for some reason, maybe because this shot looks so delicious I can almost taste it.
This shot, strategically captured from the side, incorporates elements of the evening sky with black smoky clouds floating by, the blinding bright light looking like the entrance to some higher world, and the lowly flowers in the turrets.
Ahhh, now we have arrived in a hellish land, an oblivion. The mad, ferocious red and orange of this timely phase baths everything in a hot glow as if it’s a furnace. The water looks strikingly like hot magma, boiling, bubbling, flaring up as the stream splashes down. The fountain in the top right corner shooting red water high into the sky adds to this hellish scene.
And now things cool down to an icy chill with the soothing dark blue phase of the Cascades. The white meshing with the chilling blue in the second level is so frozen looking, I literally feel ice forming in my veins.
I captured everything in perspective with this wide angle shot, getting the rippling of the glistening pool with the luminescent green reflected on its surface.
I missed the first day of Photography 101 because I signed up late, but no bother: here is what I call the house of my dreams, taken while walking alongside a busy road one day. I love the shadow that is being cast by the tree in front and how all three trees and the shrubberies seem to guard the house.
And here are my pictures for the second day of Photo 101: the boulevard of my mobile community dressed in its annual snowy white and a monstrous overcast above the main road in my hometown.