a lesson in texture
Thursday, April 7, 2011 at 11:12 PM |
jenious I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching of late. Thus, the silence here. Don’t fret. I still am very immersed in my adoration of all things culinary and sippable. Right now, I’ve decided to take a leap into the unknown. I enrolled in a studio photography workshop at a local photography school in Boston. (Please note that I did so while also attending an online editing course!) I suppose when I feel a bit lost, I take a class. Anyway, back to this workshop…
As I’ve only shot ambient light, I wanted to tackle my curiosity of the studio. The hefty gear. The hot lights. All so unfamiliar. Daunting. Energizing. Peaceful. Ugh. After two meetings, I am hooked. Now, I stalk the B & H catalog. Graze my favorite magazines for shots whose style I covet. Browse other photogs’ Web sites like an eager student wanting to learn all the ropes at once. I wonder about shooting portraits. Perfecting the frosty cocktail image. Hope to find a new sense of creative self between the black curtains that shield the space I’m returning to one night a week.
And, as I’ve shared so much else about my pursuits with you all over these few years, I just had to share all of this now. My mom said that she hasn’t heard me this jazzed up about anything. In a long time. Maybe ever. I suppose that’s the feeling I’ve been seeking. I walk into the studio, let the woe of the week dust off, and I get to work. I’m finding myself there. Huh.
Thank you for encouraging me to explore my photography. Yes, you all had something to do with this decision. Your comments over time have been much appreciated. I listened.
Here is one shot from the first lesson. Texture. I brought some familiar props and others new. Lovely lil precious roses recently dried. (Is it bad/morbid of me to buy roses because I know they’ll dry beautifully?)
Here we are, my friends, my first lesson in texture.


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