If you’re a perpetual workaholic such as myself, you may crave those moments when you get the family around the table for a simple old fashioned board game. No bells, lights and whistles…just world domination.
This evening I found myself playing Risk. First timer. I never had any desire to play it, but The Husband recently got on a board game kick and wanted to pick it up. The 12YO took to it like a duck to water. She had this killer instinct and it payed off. At one point she surrounded my poor little guy on three sides to indicate she was serious about her attack. Little snot. She got me.
I was inspired to capture a bit of this game for my shot this evening. I was having a bit of a time figuring out what to do with the light (nothing) or if I should use the flash (no). In the end I got the camera down low to the little men doing battle and zoomed in as far as I could before the image got too blurry. One of the things that made this particular image stand out over the others was that I caught my daughter reaching for a piece in the background. I think that gives it a nice, authentic touch.
I tried again this evening to tinker with the image using a photo editor, but this go round it didn’t feel right so I left it.
The Husband got a dude on a horse. I got annihilated.
That’s one month in the bag. Still a lot to learn, but at least my camera doesn’t intimidate me quite as much anymore.
Day 31, over and out.
I went to one of my most favorite places this evening. Of course, I had to turn the car around and head home not nearly halfway there and grab my camera and head back out, but I finally made it to the library, camera in hand.
I love books. Love, love, love books. My ideal vacation would be me locked in a room alone with books. Ok, perhaps being locked alone in a room is a bit much. Maybe… having a warm beach to myself surrounded by books? That would do.
I get this stupid giddy feeling when I’m in a library. Any library. It feels like I’m standing in the center of the universe. I suppose in some respects I am. My girls love the library and love books, too. That’s one thing for certain I can say that we did right as parents.
So, to the picture. I wanted to try to capture the reason why I love libraries so much. The rows of books. The worn jackets. The tired spines. I started snapping pictures, fussing with the various light settings. Finally settling on one I liked, I took this picture.
Onto full disclosure: clearly I’m still trying to figure out what I’m doing. But here, I tried the use of an online editor to add a little depth to the picture. I tried this, undid, then tried that, rinse, repeat. I can’t remember exactly what I did here (two modifications) to get this picture here, but I like it. It wasn’t exactly what I was going for, but I don’t know exactly how I can pack the love of books and libraries into one simple shot. If I had natural lighting and dust motes I could probably give it a good run, but the year’s still young. 🙂
Smell that? That’s books full of awesomeness right there!
Day 3o, checked out.
I was up early this morning and had the opportunity to break out my camera. My goal was to get some pictures in using the morning light.
It’s hard to tell which I like best…the light of the new day or the dwindling light that fades into night. One thing that I’m finding as I’ve been using my camera is that I love natural light. I’ve not had much success using the flash on my camera–and that could totally be as a result of inexperience. But I’m really enjoying using and abusing the natural light around me.
So then there’s this picture. I love the way the light is playing on the glass…and of course that it’s a blazing sun in the piece. Ignore the fact that my porch windows need a good scrub. Window washing, ugh.
Only a couple of days until the weekend. I’m ready to mix it up a bit.
Good morning, sunshine!
Day 29, illuminated.
For most of the day I thought it was tomorrow. And so when I learned tomorrow’s yesterday was, in fact, today…I was rather disappointed.
It was a day full of disappointments.
I’m disappointed that there aren’t less work hours in the day (well, I suppose there could be but there’s that strong work ethic thing that annoyingly gets in the way). I’m disappointed that my first real opportunity to relax comes at nearly 10 o’clock at night. I’m disappointed that I’m still complaining…because it feels like that’s what I’ve been doing for the past 2 days.
Allow me to complain about one last thing. My coffee maker has this pretty blue light. It looks serene. But I wonder, was it specifically designed that way to endear the coffee maker to the owners? The idea would be to build this associated sense of well being within the product so that one wouldn’t mind spending 13 bucks on a box of little coffee filled cups…and I could totally see someone doing that. Crafty bastards.
I have no idea why I’m even considering this.
But I like this light. For the briefest of moments it makes me forget that I’m annoyed and disappointed. And I thought I’d try to capture it, looking sneaky and serene. So click click click with the nighttime setting on my camera. All I really notice is the fact that I need to clean my coffee maker. Disappointment ensues.
Day 28, spotty.
In desperate need of a thorough washing, apparently.
It was a “Get home late from work so just take a picture already” kind of day. So not a lot of thought went into this picture, it was a point and shoot sort of thing.
It’s like I’m cheating, so that sucks. There’s no composition. There’s no feeling to it. I guess that’s what happens sometimes.
What I do like is this plant. I believe it’s a succulent of some sort, and I recall seeing one of these guys in a hanging plant and I fell in love with it. I’m hoping that it will take off and look as lush in my house as I saw in the nursery. I mostly try to leave it alone for fear of over watering it. And I tell it that I love it. A lot. Plants like that sort of thing.
So here’s the picture. I didn’t use a flash, and I’m finding that I don’t use the flash much–or at all. Photos that I take using the flash seem to come out looking washed out. Maybe I just have to find the right combination of lights.
Day 27, to pooped to pop.
Imagine…I’m a lush little succulent.
My daughter’s softball practice afforded me the opportunity to put the Sports setting on my camera to the test.
Somebody flunked the test. It was probably me.
I don’t understand why, but most of the shots that I took using that setting were blurred. Granted, I did get a cool shot of a ball coming toward my daughter (it was a tennis ball–normally I’m not so nonchalant about objects being thrown at her), but overall I wasn’t impressed. I’ll need to work with it more.
Day 26, blurred.
I’m suddenly reminded of the dance sequence in A Knight’s Tale
My lovely little softball player.
I love those days that just flow. No drama. No catastrophes. Satisfying.
I don’t have many of those days, so I’m enjoying mine.
Things started to wind down as the sun was beginning to set. I love the way the light changes when this happens. It would be great to bottle it and sell it, but I’ll have to settle for trying to use it for an interesting picture.
As soon as the light began to change in the house I grabbed my camera. I needed a break from tidying anyway. I went back and forth between the manual and auto setting on my camera and used the two second timer to get this picture of my orchid.
Day 25, relaxed.