I am not sure what it is that draws me to this picture. She was one of only two or three women that were training amongst the guys. Was this a look of worry or determination? Will she pass or will she fail? She is training to be the best she can be and if she pushes through she will make it.
I feel like I am in the same situation. A field that is populated by more men than women. Inside, I tremble with the thought of possible failure. Hopefully, how I feel is not shown or reflected in what I do. I am training to be what I want to be and what I love to do. Why do I let the thing I love to do most, freak me out at times. Will this all pass in time? Man, I hope so.
I believe this lady firefighter is determined. So am I.
So it’s the beginning of our 2nd week in Photojournalism. We are continuing on with our photo a day. It was a struggle to say the least trying to come up with ideas of things to photograph this past weekend. Not things, events. Events with people. People who are strangers. Strangers doing something that is giving me a reason to take their photo.
Rain delays and what I thought would be an exciting place to take a photo turned into a bust. Pick up and carry on. Drive aimlessly, still searching for that moment. Moments will happen in the right place, at the right time.
This photo was taken today. Frozen in time. He missed the shot but hey, it was just practice!
The newest assignment to try out for the first time is, the photo a day. I am excited for this as it will get me touching my camera everyday and chasing after something new. I did not plan to shoot a landscape photo today as I was after a shot of a person but I could not pass this up.
I believe this storm is how the immediate future is going to be as we get new assignments in the Photojournalism and Multimedia classes. Remind you, they are not the only classes.
I tried to stay in front of this storm but it came up quick and told me to start running. I will try to weather the storm and if I am lucky, I will see the sun again. Keep running Grainger!
This is a new week and a new semester at RCC. This new semester is also the beginning of my 2nd year and a new concentration. I have made the decision to study Photojournalism. I know this is going to be a busy year and lots of challenges. With these challenges, I hope I find growth and new knowledge.
My journey so far has helped me to believe in myself and has helped me find the person I would like to be. It is time to place one foot in front of the other, push forward and make it to the top.
The following quote seems fitting each time a milestone is reached. It’s amazing how things do not seem as big once they are conquered. Here’s to a great 2nd year!
Another busy week at school but another project done. I was given an assignment to shoot a pair of shoes over a month ago. Why shoes? This seemed so boring. Needless to say, I was a little stressed with this one. I was wanting my shoes to be unique and hopefully different than others in the product lighting class.
After searching and a lot of thinking, I decided to make my own. I purchased a plain, nude colored stiletto and hoped my crafty side would not fail me. With a whole month of messing with them, they finally came together. Honestly, they turned out better than I had expected.
The things I have learned over the past year still amaze me. Manipulating light and teaching it to play nice are huge when trying to create a nice photo. Are my shoes perfect? No. But, if I was asked a year ago to do this same assignment, I may as well have photographed a pair of crappy shoes. They would have been crap.
I hope you enjoy my photo and I am sorry if you are now craving a sundae.
This week I spent time with my family in Upstate New York. It is always a good time to go “back home” to try to break the hustle and bustle of our everyday lives. This trip was especially important for me. I got to see my oldest nephew graduate from high school, attend my 30th high school reunion and simply to be with family.
Today, I took a trip back to where my life began, my birthplace of Little Falls, NY. This little town in the Mohawk Valley never gets old. It’s funny how things do not seem as BIG as what they seemed when you were a child. This town brings back so many of my favorite memories.
If any one is familiar with horror movies, you may recognize this Main Street as being in the movie called The Quiet Place. It starred actors John Krasinski and Emily Blunt.
Of course this little town is not as scary as the movie shows but to visit Little Falls, you will quickly see that this is a quiet place that you could call home and fall in love.
This is another week and many new challenges. The assignments in school seem to pile up until they are slowly cleaned from the plate. It is a constant struggle trying to stay afloat. I guess we just keep chugging along and keep moving forward.
This week we to take a photo using only natural light with the use of no powered lighting. I chose to shoot something that was a little bit of a struggle as it kept wanting to melt. Chocolate, although good, can be very messy.
After all my times shopping for groceries, I have never seen the Endangered Species Chocolate before. I was drawn to its orange and black wrapper. After looking inside, I see it is about the tiger (panther tigris). This is by far my favorite of the large cat family. By purchasing this chocolate, 10% of the net profits annually are given back to conservation partners that help save our wildlife. Endangered Species Chocolate’s mission is to positively impact the Earth’s species, habitat and humanity.
To learn more about how you can make a difference, go to chocolatebar.com/makeadifference.
Things have definitely changed over the past five years but one thing for sure, I will never forget this view. I lived most of my life in Upstate NY as did most of my relatives before finding my way to a warmer climate. Life there was normal or so it seemed. I guess you just get used to what you see and what is around you. Not that any one place is more perfect that another but living in NY had its challenges. The cold Winter would set in as early as late September and if you were lucky, may break by Memorial day. Snow can be a beautiful thing until it doesn’t stop for days. With all the yucky weather, came lots of work. Just imagine shoveling snow with no end in sight. Weather may not have always been pleasant but there were the perks of a beautiful scene.
This was the view from the back of my house. Absolutely amazing to see when you wake up and get your coffee.
I hope you enjoy my view from the mountain that overlooks the valley between Norwich and Sherburne, NY.
During the Spring semester, I was given an assignment to get a photograph of a stranger. The only catch was…the eyes. The eyes had be tack sharp and tell the story of this unknown person. For inspiration we were shown the Afghan girl with green eyes, who had once found herself on the cover of National Geographic magazine. If anyone knows the photo, to find eyes as insane as hers, might be near impossible. I had a couple of people in mind for this assignment but of course, they were not strangers.
As with most days during the Spring, I would take any chance I could to get outside, breathe and try to not stress over the assignments that were very quickly, consuming our lives. Instead of enjoying lunch, the hunt was on for some eyes. I am sure people thought I was crazy staring at them but I was on a mission. Several people passed by but no go. A group of students were approaching… and there she was! Crossing my path was this beautiful young girl. I saw the eyes but by the time it registered in my mind, she had walked further away. I hesitated for a couple of seconds……..thought…….then ran after her. This was it! Thankfully she was willing to be my subject.
These eyes helped me take home the Photo of the Week in Small Format Photography. This was a huge surprise but would never have been, if it were not for this stranger. “The eyes are the window to the soul”
This is a new week with new challenges but with everything new, we learn. Going back to school was never thought of but with a little push, I have found that it was the best thing I could have done, even in my 40’s. I have learned that it is important to find a way to tell your story.
One of my favorite things to photograph are the lost and forgotten. The crumbling figures found in every part of our county, state and world have a story to tell. Some are known but some are silent waiting for someone to wonder. Why are they withering away? Why did their owner walk away? I would love to know what these beautiful places have to say.
The photo I am sharing is of an amazing old farm house in Davidson County, NC. What is its story?