Good photo, bad photo.
I like to think that I can take the odd photo. The thing that I’ve noticed recently is that, now we’ve entered the digital revolution and with so many people taking photos, there’s two types of photos being taken.
The first type is the good photo. These are the ones that you show to people. This might be because they have nice colours, interesting subject matter (interesting to you or/others), or they are nicely composed. Ideally they might have all three elements.
The second type is the bad photo. These are all the other photos that are being taken. Unfortunately people seem to have a hard time deciding what is a good photo and what is a bad photo. This seems a little strange to me. They’re like, here’s a shot of my cat, or whatever… basically, who really cares? I don’t really get why people continue to push crap shots.
There’s also borderline ones; I’ve been guilty of this. For example, this shot of Zoe staring out at The Strand. Now, this isn’t the most spectacular sunset, or the most interesting subject matter and, until you know the story behind it, it might not mean anything to you. But to me, this shot (along with some others that I might post) sums up the first year of our time in Townsville.
Basically, we were (very) poor, had no friends, no furniture, no idea what we were doing, we were hot, uncomfortable and stressed. But set against this was the promise of something better down the track. To me the former is represented by Zoe leaning in the door with our only cushion - a gift from Fran, a visiting friend of Zoe’s, beside her on a chair lent to us from the lady donwstairs ; The latter by the beautiful tropical view in the background - what with the palm trees and the hoye!.
So, I guess the moral of the story is - think before you shoot. Or don’t, see if I care.
If you want good photos - try the sadmenslub.com. They’re friends of my volunteer, Andy J.