I reacted more to the composition of the first one, just because (to me) it is more in line with the visiting a gravesite. I'm maybe off to the side or walking through, focusing neither here nor there but just being there and looking down as I walk through or stop. But the photo seems top-heavy, and that sort of distracts me from fully letting myself get 'lost' in 'feeling' the picture.
The oversaturation really makes the words of both pictures *pop* and that grabs me. But it is fleeting. I wonder if it might have more staying power were the pictures in black/white versus color, too. I know that I'd have had a stronger emotional reaction to the second if there were a prop or something there ... maybe a small, loved stuffed toy or infant shoe or something to make it more 'real' to me.
ETA I just saw your post above. And I think you might be right - it's definitely something that I may have viewed differently before I had my own kids.
If I had to choose I would go with #2. So simple, yet so intense "Our Baby"...I have to agree with some...the brightness of the colors for some reason does not fit the mood. When I think of something like this I tend to think of a more somber mood.
When I visit a cemetery, my eye usually goes quickly to the grays of the headstone, which indicates to me "time", and then my eye is drawn quickly and my mood saddens when accompanied by a little angel or something along that nature. It makes me very curious about this little person, that now lays sleeping for eternity, then it makes me wonder about the parents and how they must have felt....
One thing that makes me sadder is to see a little gravestone, that you can visually tell has not been visited in a very long time. "Forgotten"
Ok am I rambling again , but I hope I got across what I'm trying to say...My apologies...:cry
Regards
Donna
You're only as good as your next photo....
One day, I started writing, not knowing that I had chained myself for life to a noble but merciless master. When God hands you a gift, he also hands you a whip; and the whip is intended solely for self-flagellation...I'm here alone in my dark madness, all by myself with my deck of cards --- and, of course, the whip God gave me." Truman Capote
Sayeth the man that lay down in front of a bull - but that’s not what I meant.
I don’t care if anybody jumps down a cliff and takes a shot before hitting the ground, but I don’t agree with exploiting other people’s pain for one’s own gain.
Anyway, it was a good natured bull. We had a long chat before I took the pictures
Sayeth the man that lay down in front of a bull - but that’s not what I meant.
I don’t care if anybody jumps down a cliff and takes a shot before hitting the ground, but I don’t agree with exploiting other people’s pain for one’s own gain.
Anyway, it was a good natured bull. We had a long chat before I took the pictures
I agree, Robert, on exploiting people's pain. However, this shot was taken at a historic cemetery, one that sits high on a hill in Rome, GA. It is breath-taking, I was there before dawn, and felt such an incredible peace just being there. It was a soft sunrise, birds singing and two stray cats walked with me (or were they angels in disguise?). God and I communed that morning...and it left me feeling exhilarated. Perhaps that is why I wanted to make the colors POP....because of the beauty I saw and felt. It made me feel sorrow, timeless, long enduring, beautiful sorrow of our world...and yet peace and joy at the same time. I'll play with the color, but will only change it if doing so is what I really want the image to say.
Emily
PS. You did say the bull was "sentimental", didn't you?
If I had to choose I would go with #2. So simple, yet so intense "Our Baby"...I have to agree with some...the brightness of the colors for some reason does not fit the mood. When I think of something like this I tend to think of a more somber mood.
When I visit a cemetery, my eye usually goes quickly to the grays of the headstone, which indicates to me "time", and then my eye is drawn quickly and my mood saddens when accompanied by a little angel or something along that nature. It makes me very curious about this little person, that now lays sleeping for eternity, then it makes me wonder about the parents and how they must have felt....
One thing that makes me sadder is to see a little gravestone, that you can visually tell has not been visited in a very long time. "Forgotten"
Ok am I rambling again , but I hope I got across what I'm trying to say...My apologies...:cry
Regards
Donna
Thanks, Donna. I really appreciate you sharing your thoughts and feelings! The cemetery is very old and neglected, but a recent grant will hopefully restore this beautiful landmark.
Emily
I reacted more to the composition of the first one, just because (to me) it is more in line with the visiting a gravesite. I'm maybe off to the side or walking through, focusing neither here nor there but just being there and looking down as I walk through or stop. But the photo seems top-heavy, and that sort of distracts me from fully letting myself get 'lost' in 'feeling' the picture.
The oversaturation really makes the words of both pictures *pop* and that grabs me. But it is fleeting. I wonder if it might have more staying power were the pictures in black/white versus color, too. I know that I'd have had a stronger emotional reaction to the second if there were a prop or something there ... maybe a small, loved stuffed toy or infant shoe or something to make it more 'real' to me.
ETA I just saw your post above. And I think you might be right - it's definitely something that I may have viewed differently before I had my own kids.
Thanks so much for the input. I thought briefly about props, but decided against it. Whatever I did for this particular challenge, I wanted it to be genuine instead of contrived.
Thank you for "feeling" them though...it made my day and is what every photographer wants to hear.
#2 for me, although I'd be interested to see a mono version. As you said, introduction of props would be too contrived and would only work if they were already in place.
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Sayeth the man who stands under a bull.
I don't think the photos really lead to any emotion though.
I also agree with Nikolai that the photos are overly saturated.
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Thanks for the comments - I'll work on the color. Maybe it takes a mama to be affected by these things? I know how sorrowful they make me feel.
I reacted more to the composition of the first one, just because (to me) it is more in line with the visiting a gravesite. I'm maybe off to the side or walking through, focusing neither here nor there but just being there and looking down as I walk through or stop. But the photo seems top-heavy, and that sort of distracts me from fully letting myself get 'lost' in 'feeling' the picture.
The oversaturation really makes the words of both pictures *pop* and that grabs me. But it is fleeting. I wonder if it might have more staying power were the pictures in black/white versus color, too. I know that I'd have had a stronger emotional reaction to the second if there were a prop or something there ... maybe a small, loved stuffed toy or infant shoe or something to make it more 'real' to me.
ETA I just saw your post above. And I think you might be right - it's definitely something that I may have viewed differently before I had my own kids.
When I visit a cemetery, my eye usually goes quickly to the grays of the headstone, which indicates to me "time", and then my eye is drawn quickly and my mood saddens when accompanied by a little angel or something along that nature. It makes me very curious about this little person, that now lays sleeping for eternity, then it makes me wonder about the parents and how they must have felt....
One thing that makes me sadder is to see a little gravestone, that you can visually tell has not been visited in a very long time. "Forgotten"
Ok am I rambling again
Regards
Donna
I don’t care if anybody jumps down a cliff and takes a shot before hitting the ground, but I don’t agree with exploiting other people’s pain for one’s own gain.
Anyway, it was a good natured bull. We had a long chat before I took the pictures
I agree, Robert, on exploiting people's pain. However, this shot was taken at a historic cemetery, one that sits high on a hill in Rome, GA. It is breath-taking, I was there before dawn, and felt such an incredible peace just being there. It was a soft sunrise, birds singing and two stray cats walked with me (or were they angels in disguise?). God and I communed that morning...and it left me feeling exhilarated. Perhaps that is why I wanted to make the colors POP....because of the beauty I saw and felt. It made me feel sorrow, timeless, long enduring, beautiful sorrow of our world...and yet peace and joy at the same time. I'll play with the color, but will only change it if doing so is what I really want the image to say.
Emily
PS. You did say the bull was "sentimental", didn't you?
Thanks, Donna. I really appreciate you sharing your thoughts and feelings! The cemetery is very old and neglected, but a recent grant will hopefully restore this beautiful landmark.
Emily
Thanks so much for the input. I thought briefly about props, but decided against it. Whatever I did for this particular challenge, I wanted it to be genuine instead of contrived.
Thank you for "feeling" them though...it made my day and is what every photographer wants to hear.
Emily
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