Tag: Photography

I think that Saturday mornings are a good time to ponder before gearing up and doing what you need to do for the day. On this particular Saturday morning, my thoughts turned to electronic view finders, or EVFs. I’ve had a couple of experiences with them. One, I wrote about a little more than 2 years ago, about my first experience, the Minolta DiMage A1. I didn’t like the EVF experience. I wanted glass. It was slow to refresh, lots…

Nearly two years ago, I wrote a post asking if depth of field was important anymore. I received a good number replies, well thought-out. Since that time, I’ve tried a few cameras and have pretty much settled into two types, excluding any film cameras that I have. 1. Full-frame – Nikon D700 2. Micro 4/3 – Olympus OM-D Near the end of the year, I seem to like to revisit the quantity and type of photos that I have taken…

It seems to happen quite often, I’m about to take a picture, and the intended subject looks up and changes the whole situation. The same thing happened here. This is Rebecca, a fellow student in my Spanish class in San Miguel. Rebecca happens to be from Akron, OH, as well – my birthplace. As you can see, she’s quite a bit younger than I, so we never crossed paths in our hometown. I was in the Jardin on Halloween, taking…

When everything else physical and mental seems to diminish, the appreciation of beauty is on the increase. ~Bernard Berenson There hasn’t been much fall color to speak of this year, but during my walk the other day, I did run into a little bit. It was nice to see.

Beliefs are an interesting thing. They shape our behaviors. If we believe strongly in something, it becomes our truth, though not necessarily ‘true’. I love to take photos of children. Here, in the US, I have a difficult time doing it. The constant news feed of fear tends to put people on edge, especially about any male taking photos of children – there seems to be something unsavory attached to that. Perhaps that is my belief, only, and not really…

One evening I was in the Jardin, taking pictures of this and that. Suddenly, I heard some old-school hip hop being played and noticed some youngsters doing a bit of break-dancing in the gazebo at the center of the Jardin (garden). I followed the beat and began taking photos. I had a good time. It wasn’t until I arrived home that I noticed a couple of familiar faces in the frame. In the background, watching the dancers, were Grace and…

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