At sixty one I thought that I was settled for my career in journalism, but as cameras became smarter than the people who used them, the news photographer became an endangered species. My first editor Johnny Edwards a person I always admired told me before he died to get out when it wasn't worth staying in.
I did exactly what he said, and discovered a whole new world out there. At sixty one, I was trying to get my act together when one day I felt a pressure in my head as though some one was putting his finger in my brain. I thought I was having a stroke, but I suddenly saw all sorts of strong pictures where I had seen nothing before. Since then, I haven't stopped shooting every day even if it a concrete building with out much in the way of decoration.
This is part of the Goodwill store where I donate everything I won't need. When I got fat, I donated my skinny pants, and a decade later when I had dropped sixty pounds, I donated my fat pants and got skinny pants again. This building attracted me because of it's sparse decorations. You have to take a small detail, and compose that. I like false colors, or greatly exaggerated real colors. This detail is turned on it's side and makes an abstract picture I really like.
|Camera:||Nikon Coolpix P510 Check out Nikon Nation!|
|Recording media:||JPEG (digital)|
|Date Taken:||30 Apr 2014 - 11:05 AM|
|Lens Max Aperture:||f/3.0|
|Exposure Mode:||Program AE|
|Flash:||Off, Did not fire|