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other thing i learned is im DEFINITELY going to need to look into a bigger lensFinally got myself out in the field.
I had a bit of trouble working out settings in an outdoor environment when the LCD isn't exactly brilliant to look at outdoors, so a lot of it was just me experimenting and taking a lot of pictures of the same thing; which I guess is the point, so I did well in that regard I spose.
These are the best ones out of the 137 I took.
overall i think i learned alot tbh![]()
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learned that i have the patience for this sort of thing (so far), learned that im already managing to make some right choices when it comes to guessing what settings need to be changed in light of an LCD i cant really rely on all the time
they arent perfect but im happy with them
**BREATHES IN**SPEAK.
THOUGHTS ON MY IMPROVEMENT.
SPEAK.
Ahem.the blurred background and focused foreground on some shots is just chef's kiss
Now you’re just trying to get on my good side….Ahem
For the longest time, I've had a knack for finding snails. I don't know why, I've just always been able to find them in all sorts of places.
When I was younger, my friends and I used to collect as many as we could and we'd make little villages for them out of anything we could find in the garden. After we were done, we put them all back naturally.
We used to have competitions on who could find the largest or the smallest snails. I remember finding massive ones and tiny ones; I won that competition a few times, actually.
All these years later, while I was finishing off cleaning my barbecue, I looked down at a plant just beside it and I found one of the smallest snails I'd ever seen - probably only a day or so old, maybe a few at max.
I brought him inside to take some pictures before I released him.
If I had a better lens I'd have been able to take far better pictures, but I was absolutely astounded with the pictures I did manage to get given my lens isn't even that good on close-ups usually.![]()
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It was nostalgic in a way; I spent a lot of my time with my friends looking for snails, and now a snail has contributed to something I'm trying my hardest to learn.
It's funny how things come around like that.
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________Recently, my Mum bought our cat - Paris - a new bed. She put it on a small shelf just beside a window.
Up until now, I had no idea Paris was so photogenic.
I honestly have to say these may well be the best pictures I've taken so far.
Every few seconds she'd move positions, as if she knew that I wanted to get plenty of different angles of her. I loved every second of this little photoshoot.![]()
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_________________________________________________________________________________________________________For a very long time, I was worried I'd never find my 'thing'. I always thought to myself that I may never find that 'thing' that I'm really good at; that thing that may well define my life and where it leads, that thing that I practice adamantly and improve on frequently.
I don't fear that now. I feel like photography is my 'thing'.
I feel immense satisfaction and delight every time I load up new pictures onto my computer and realise just how good they were. I feel so proud of myself as I watch myself grow and evolve in photography, actively correcting mistakes and learning something every time I look at the LCD.
Photography has such meaning to me; it, when you think about it, is the closest thing to immortalisation the human race will ever know - it captures something in a way that words can't describe it; it captures things in a way our brains comprehend, no matter how old. Weren't it for pictures, we may never know how the past looked. When a building is old, abandoned and crumbling for decades, the people who sneak in to take pictures essentially immortalise it; they immortalise the decay, the stories of the people who painted the graffiti on the walls, the way the paint crackles and collapses off the surfaces, the way nature reclaims it all by curling vines and growing weeds. Thanks to photography, we'll know what all of that looked like when someone in a position of authority decides its time to knock down that building and put down something new.
And that's okay. Things have to go so that more history can be created. What matters is that the thing standing before it was immortalised first.
Photography is amazing.
For the longest time, I've had a knack for finding snails. I don't know why, I've just always been able to find them in all sorts of places.
When I was younger, my friends and I used to collect as many as we could and we'd make little villages for them out of anything we could find in the garden. After we were done, we put them all back naturally.
We used to have competitions on who could find the largest or the smallest snails. I remember finding massive ones and tiny ones; I won that competition a few times, actually.
All these years later, while I was finishing off cleaning my barbecue, I looked down at a plant just beside it and I found one of the smallest snails I'd ever seen - probably only a day or so old, maybe a few at max.
I brought him inside to take some pictures before I released him.
If I had a better lens I'd have been able to take far better pictures, but I was absolutely astounded with the pictures I did manage to get given my lens isn't even that good on close-ups usually.![]()
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It was nostalgic in a way; I spent a lot of my time with my friends looking for snails, and now a snail has contributed to something I'm trying my hardest to learn.
It's funny how things come around like that.
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________Recently, my Mum bought our cat - Paris - a new bed. She put it on a small shelf just beside a window.
Up until now, I had no idea Paris was so photogenic.
I honestly have to say these may well be the best pictures I've taken so far.
Every few seconds she'd move positions, as if she knew that I wanted to get plenty of different angles of her. I loved every second of this little photoshoot.![]()
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_________________________________________________________________________________________________________For a very long time, I was worried I'd never find my 'thing'. I always thought to myself that I may never find that 'thing' that I'm really good at; that thing that may well define my life and where it leads, that thing that I practice adamantly and improve on frequently.
I don't fear that now. I feel like photography is my 'thing'.
I feel immense satisfaction and delight every time I load up new pictures onto my computer and realise just how good they were. I feel so proud of myself as I watch myself grow and evolve in photography, actively correcting mistakes and learning something every time I look at the LCD.
Photography has such meaning to me; it, when you think about it, is the closest thing to immortalisation the human race will ever know - it captures something in a way that words can't describe it; it captures things in a way our brains comprehend, no matter how old. Weren't it for pictures, we may never know how the past looked. When a building is old, abandoned and crumbling for decades, the people who sneak in to take pictures essentially immortalise it; they immortalise the decay, the stories of the people who painted the graffiti on the walls, the way the paint crackles and collapses off the surfaces, the way nature reclaims it all by curling vines and growing weeds. Thanks to photography, we'll know what all of that looked like when someone in a position of authority decides its time to knock down that building and put down something new.
And that's okay. Things have to go so that more history can be created. What matters is that the thing standing before it was immortalised first.
Photography is amazing.
its my hope to turn it into a careerOH MY GOD SHE'S SO PRETTY I WANT TO CRY
And you're such a good photographer wtf man