A photograph is worth a hell of a lot more than a thousand words…

Nude

Tattoo’d girls…

I do have a pretty serious weakness for girls with tattoos. Cheri’s back is very nearly entirely covered, and it is lovely. She is well toned and quite fit too, and that lends an additional charm to her ink.

The second photo of this series (the selective color shot) presented a bit of a problem for me as the tag of her jean was sticking out and I did not catch it during the shoot. The tag covered the turtle’s left foot and a portion of the tribal design to it’s left. The artist that created her tattoo is just that; an artist. The work is nearly perfectly symmetrical. I was able to simply copy the right foot and tribal, invert it, and paste it over the portion covered by the tag, and then made very few minor adjustments. The ease with which I was able to cover the pants tag is a testament to the tattoo artist’s skill.

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I’m not a sellout, dammit.

No photograph with this post, just me running my soup cooler. I was thinking about my post a few days ago when I was lamenting not being able to photograph my own vision, and the more I think about it, the more I think that simply isn’t true. My vision goes into every photograph I create. It doesn’t matter is someone else asked me to create the photograph for them. People come to me to create their photographs because of my vision.

I remember my college professor once saying that professional photographers, those who create photographs as a means of putting food on the table have to be willing to compromise from time to time and be willing to “sell their soul just a little.” I suppose there is some truth in that, but as in everything, black and white are not critical absolutes in life. A certainty in one situation is not a guarantee of a direct translation or application to another situation no matter how similar.

My studio has been open for six months now, and if I honestly believed I was a sell out, I would close shop, get a job at a gas station and take pictures on the weekends for free. But, I just spent the last four hours sorting through the photographs that I have taken since I opened up in January (because my website is in dire need of an update), and I am finding myself having a good measure of trouble picking which photographs to include in the update.

Between January 4th and June 6th, I have taken over thirteen thousand photographs with my digital camera alone.  Granted, not all of them are winners, and about half of them are culled from the herd before I even show them to the client. But, after my sort this afternoon, I still have close to 300 of what I would call “winners,” photographs that I am happy to show to anyone. Perhaps 100 or more of them I would cheerfully enter into an exhibition…5 of them I already have plans to do exactly that.

So, I may very well be a portrait photographer for hire, squeezing friends and strangers for their hard earned dollars, but I am still quite satisfied that I am just as much an artist as when I was in college. My vision is in every photograph I create because it takes my vision to create it. My subject matter may have changed between then and now, but I still treat every subject with the same eye.

I still like photographing women sans clothes, but weddings, children, and puppies present the same opportunities for the exploration of light, line, and beauty.



Expressions

I admit it, I’m a sucker for pretty faces and wet hair. This was the last photograph from the set, and ended up being my favorite. There were others that are “sexier,” but this one is sensual without giving anything away. It has “that look.” I think that expression alone can make or break a portrait…this one certainly is not broken.


Lost & Found

I like this image mostly because of the heavy shadow on her face conceals her identity. She could be any woman…or all of them. I enjoy the mystery of the image, even though I know full well who it is (I was there, after all).

I was deleting old files this afternoon when I came across this one. I can’t say that I forgot I had shot it, If I see a photograph of mine, I immediately recall most of the particulars of the set, but I had not given much though to these images in more than a year and a half. I didn’t do much with them at the time I created them as I had become distracted with other projects and classwork.


Much needed update

Wow, it has been well over two months since my last update….told you I was a slacker!

But, I do have a moderately reasonable excuse.

I’ve been busy. Which, for a shutter bug making a living with his camera, is a good thing.  Business is up, and I am working through my final semester of college. I am gear up to relocate my business as well as myself 300 miles to the north. I’ll be back in my old stomping grounds and within ear shot of my son.

Now, enough about my personal crap, and on to the photos. This is Lyndsey & her boyfriend, Whatshisface. She came to me for maternity portraits, and the timing was perfect. She had the best baby belly I could wish for, and is quite pretty to boot. Whatshisface made a decent prop for the photos of her.


Got me a new model.

_MG_0439loresMeet Shanna Banana.

Asking someone to pose for your camera can be about as nerve racking as asking someone for a date. Funny thing is, I never back down from asking someone to sit for me…humph, go figure.

Shanna is brand new to my portfolio, as of yesterday, as a matter of fact. I was skulking about on MySpace (oh shut up, you probably have an account, too), when I found her profile.  I found her to be rather pretty and full of spunk and attitude.  I like those qualities in my models. It translates well in photographs. I suppose it is the faceless anonimity of the internet that makes it easy to approach strangers. I told her she was beautiful, and that I would love to photograph her. We traded a few emails, and voila..2Gb of photographs.

It was a good session, and we both had fun. Odds are, you will see more of Shanna.


She is just so….

margaret1printlores…womanly.

Quite possibly the most graceful creature I’ve ever encountered.