In the eighteen months we’ve been dating my girlfriend has never once been mean or cruel. A few nights ago I was showing her some of my recent photos and she said “I really love the photos you take of flowers”. I must have looked like I was getting ready to cry because then she said “oh, I like your other photos, but I like your flower shots best.” I guess there’s always a first time.
Technical Stuff: I stole a camera from a monkey and it had a bunch of flower shots on the memory card… actually, I took twenty-one shots of this one flower — which I assume is part of the dandelion family. This all happened on the side of a busy highway. Considering how I feel about cars and flowers, if it were ever planned that I should die a spectacularly ironic death, this would have been it. I feel safer now.
The best photos I took during the ten years I was in Ottawa were mostly of protests and news related. The ones I took during the years I was in Toronto were all punk concerts and drunken lunatics. My girlfriend was right, of course… the ‘best’ photos I’ve taken since moving back to Vankleek Hill have been shot in people’s gardens. Actually, I did take some awesome photos of an incredible sunset last night… son of a bitch, I really need to start shooting people again.
Great shots! Great post – I liked it.
Flowers, even at their worst they always seem to look their best. Unfortunately the same cannot be said for people. I have never been a fan of having my picture taken, but was told that the reason for this is because they were done by people who did not know how to take a good photograph. Now thanks to someone very special, even at my worst, I don’t mind. X.
Thanks PF4A, I checked out your blog and it really looks like you know what you’re doing so… thanks.
Bonjour Diane, my wonderful girlfriend. The thing about people and the general phobia most of them seem to share about having their photo taken, is most of the time they’ve had their photo taken it was done by someone who — I’m sure otherwise — is a nice human being, it’s just they’ve never used the eight minutes necessary to learn how to use a camera to actually learn how to use a camera. Instead they’ve used those eight minutes to — I’m assuming here — become more retarded.
Taking someone’s photo is not supposed to be about humiliating them.
I remember the bee-wasp in a telephone booth photo. I liked that one as the insect had the appearance of knowledge of the camera taking the photo/ was under observation and was waiting.
MARK! I was wondering when you’d find me here. That’s one of my favourite shots as well, it was a wasp on a gas pump. The little guy was definitely taking a long hard look at what I was doing. It’s always fun when nature takes an interest in what’s going on.
I know your connection to the web is a little tenuous these days, so thanks for coming over.
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