I am a light junkie. Sunlight. Studio light. Neon light. Direct and indirect light. The light in your eyes.
Light, of course, is essential to photography. I seek it out in the sun flares and the overexposed subject. The golden orb sending radiant rays down upon shoulders. Gaudy illumination. A soft flattering caress to win over the person who tells me, “I never look good in pictures.” When I see a golden sunset strike the face of a friend and I don’t have my camera, I am totally pissed off. I get twitchy.
I sometimes feel so addicted, that I have to remind myself there are other ways to emphasize my subject. The eye can be drawn with techniques like leading lines…
…and framing and dominance and the rule-of-thirds. I often feel textbook-y when I isolate techniques. My truer goal is to have these elements incorporated into my bag of tricks so that my work doesn’t lack variety. I am drawn to work which controls the eye with more sophistication or that draws me into the composition awkwardly and off-kilter. I’ll stop digressing.
Point is, I’ll never earn my own style unless I keep experimenting and keep having fun.
That is the reason for my phone “Day in Pictures” posts. So, here is another one of those days.
I was helping move family. It was a monumentous day. I got to see dreams come true.