Now that I kinda, sorta know how to use my camera, I’m on to composition. Or as I like to call it ‘being arty.’
I went for a wander to get a bunch of shots where I was actually
being a dick thinking about the composition (as well as everything else. Doesn’t photography just make your head explode?) and what the picture was ‘saying.’
Turns out I am miles ahead of myself and can’t actually take the ‘arty’ bit seriously yet. But I’m working on my straight face.
Depth of field exercise. Couldn’t really get the flower to say anything. It was being really uncooperative.
I thought this might express how dirty smoking is. Turns out it’s just a crappy photo.
Or maybe the message is ‘Don’t Litter!’ Hmm?
Ok, so I’ve made a few jokes at the expense of serious photography but I do like the picture below. Just because it looks pretty. Perhaps there doesn’t always need to be something else going on.