Showing posts with label shadows. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shadows. Show all posts

Sunday, 6 January 2013

Adding (a glimpse of me)

I thought I would return to photo hunting in the new year of 2013 - but not this week.  I didn't think I had anything to fit the themes.  I never include myself in photos but then I came across some that included a glimpse.



Some gardens and parks add art, presumably to enhance the view. Sometimes they do, and this sculpture I thought did fit in fairly well, at the Salutation Gardens. 




At times I'm guilty myself of trying to enhance nature and this sunset is one example of using an added boost of colour.  The original must have been good enough for me to have taken the picture but when I viewed it on the computer I did think it needed an extra something.



I am also guilty of adding a little glimpse of myself, most frequently shadow.  I can't think what I thought this would show but my excuse is that it was the hottest day of summer, the one hot day of last summer (25 July) and it must have gone to my head.



On that same day I managed to produce what used to be a common occurrence, the finger across the lens.  It's almost impossible with my own camera but I must have decided to take my husband's camera that day.  It was a long walk in the sun and a smaller camera seemed sensible. 


 

In spite of all the artificial additions, I really prefer nature's own.  As far as I'm concerned, these wild flowers added more interest than any shadow or finger of mine.

A two-in-one post for the Photo Hunts. 


Saturday, 14 July 2007

PhotoHunter: shadows

We're travelling all day on Saturday, and just at this minute I should be preparing!! This will have to go up early, and I won't be able to do the rounds for commenting until Sunday I'm afraid.



One set of shadows from indoors, and one from outdoors.

shadows hall

The cool and welcoming hall at the Mairie, Monte Carlo


Mislike me not for my complexion,
The shadowed livery of the burnished sun,
To whom I am a neighbour and near bred.

~ Shakespeare: The Merchant of Venice



shadows tree

The river bank near our home.


What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?

~ Shakespeare: Sonnet 53


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