I didn’t enjoy this week’s challenge. Humour isn’t really my thing. I like laughing, I enjoy funny things, but I’m not very good at creating it! So, I only have two photos. One is the image I created to send people to my new A Box of Thistles blogsite from my old one. Talking of which – this blog is moving too…please follow me to http://366photos.robeanne.org/
The other is a mural I found amusing in Tirau, a small town in the Waikato.
This week is a technical challenge and we have to consider how lighting can be used to best suit the subject. My sons are unwitting (and unwilling) subjects, so I have to catch them off guard!
This morning we went for breakfast as a special treat and while we were waiting for our meal I spotted son number 1 engrossed in reading on his phone.
When we got home, I caught son number 2 playing his guitar.
I decided to edit both photos and use black and white. Then touched up the exposures to light their faces.
I like the promise that this challenge suggests. Alternating rhythm of what? Sound, light, colour, motif? I have been, and still am, looking for possibilities. My initial thought was sound, and I wondered how I could convey sound in a photo. Then I was out at the weekend at the Banksy exhibition in Auckland. We went out for a late lunch afterwards and I chose to have a Rhubarb Rhoyale which came in a beautiful retro champagne glass – the light that refracted off the crystal appealed to me.
On Monday we wandered into town and went through “Riffraff” square in Hamilton. The whole place has been thoughtfully designed to evoke the theme of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, and late at night the lighting is stunning. A video would respond really well to the theme of alternating rhythm, but how do I express that as a still photo? I had a play with Snapseed and produced these images but they still don’t really hit the mark for this week’s challenge.
We have a glut of green beans. Too many for us to eat and so they have grown so big that they are all but inedible unless we boil them for so long that I am sure there are no longer any nutrients in them. Today we decided to pick them all, harvest the beans from inside and use them. They are like wee jewels, shiny pink and purple jewels, cushioned in their bright green pockets of safety. Alternating rhythms of colour. I collected them like treasure and took them into the garden. This is my ‘beanart’.
I am unsure yet what my final submission will be, but I have had fun thinking ad creating… still a few days to go, so I may yet be further inspired.
On an unscheduled visit to Te Papa, this installation hung croon the ceiling. It has promise…
Maybe it would be better rotated 90°?