The gallery owner present at Haute Photography told me that the process for creating such a floral wildlife is very complicated. Therefore she is only able to make six to eight new compositions per year. I can imagine it is more complicated than just throwing flowers in water. The picture I took is not representative of the photo’s vivid colour and delicate chaos, but it’s all I can afford.
I’ve been following Sean Tucker on youtube for a while now. He is a photographer and takes a different approach to his channel. He focuses more on the why of photography, not the how. I love his philosphical approach to photography, and the images he produces.
Yesterday, I watched a video in which he features Fiona Lark, a photographer who takes self-portraits, mainly in the Lake District (UK). I hadn’t heard of her before, but I instantly fell in love with her work. Her images have a very poetic feel to them.
I’m struck by her confessions of her self-doubt, and the cycle she goes through. It is something I recognize whole heartedly, but to hear someone, who so obviously is creating something so wonderful, can still suffer from this phenomenon of never-ending doubt is almost like a punch in the stomache: no matter how good you are, you will always doubt yourself. That hurts.
After watching Lark’s work I want to move to a landscape that is visually more exciting than the featureless ‘polders’ I live next to. But then again, I would probably would never get up at five in the morning to take pictures, not matter where I’d live.
Two former colleagues organized a conference to celebrate their company exists ten years. They asked me to take pictures. I love taking photos and I love these two women so of course I said yes. I did have a challenge though. Since I don’t own a fancy ‘just bump up the ISO’ camera, and it was…
… I therefore feared to end up with blurry or grainy pictures. Not the kind of pictures I intended to give to my friends.
Therefore I did what I have put of for ten years (when I bought my first DSLR): I bought a flash.
Did I tell you I hate photos taken with a flash?
That is not entirely true. Of course I love portraits taken with flash lights. I even asked a friend who owns a full studio set up to take portraits of me and the Man. I asked another friend, a professional, to take my portrait when pregnant with Daughter. Flash lights were involved.
What I hate is pictures taken with a flash light that kill the atmosphere. Not the kind of pictures that I intend to give to my friends.
Therefore I had to come up with a solution to prevent both grainy and atmosphere killing pictures of a once in a lifetime conference party. So I did what everyone does who wants to find a solution: I youtubed my ass off for a few days. My search clarified a lot.
I couldn’t pretend to be a forever flashless photographer any longer. When taking pictures in dark corners one needs light (to shine a light on the dark deeds). I discovered that a flash needs accessories to prevent killing the atmosphere. And the last lesson was using a flash requires practice. With only one day left before the event, I knew what to do.
I strapped Daughter in her car seat and drove to my preferred camera shop. I bought a second hand flash and an accessory kit to diffuse the light coming from the flash. I went to a nearby coffee shop and treat Daughter to cake. I drove home. I attached the flash to the camera. I took hundreds of pictures (of a very patient Daughter).
One afternoon practice was all I had, but it gave me just enough confidence I would be able to use it the day after.
And so I did. And the flash was an absolute picture saver.My friends were very pleased with the result.
Mission taking pictures during a once in a lifetime event accomplished.