Janet and Andrew; thanks a million for your kind words, you really have lightened my day
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Asher,
Your post contains, as usual, such thought provoking content that I don't know how to do justice to it in my humble reaction. Maybe the first things first, thanks a lot
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Re. the circumstances under which this picture was taken, I'll give you some extra info. Almost at the beginning of our holiday, I have hurt my back very badly. One of the discs in my lower spine (the one between L5 and S1 if I understood correctly) has decided to do some sightseeing in its neighborhood and you can imagine the rest. I was lying on my back for more than 3 days, fully sedated with pain killers and muscle relaxants. Afterwards, I became “mobile” to the extent that I could walk like a zombie. Bending, flexing, picking things up from ground, lifting weights, etc. were impossible to do. Walking around extensively looking for better vantage points, etc. were things I could only do in my dreams. So I have become something worse than a fast food junkie. I have become a zombie shooter, going with the flow (to the places wherever and whenever my wife would drive me there, LOL). I am not trying to excuse myself for the mediocre picture. As I wrote to Ray, this is by far not one of the better pictures I have taken (luckily). I have some other, worthier, pictures that I’ll put up for C&C in due time. Mostly, they are landscapes, cityscapes and portraits. But back to the topic right now.
“Gourmet standards for MacDonalds opportunities”… what can I say? I think that this is one of the best quotes I’ve heard in a long while. Yes there I was, dreaming of shooting a picture worthy of an Adams (yeah, dream on). The arch would be worthy of such a photo, it really is beautiful. However, its beauty was tainted with many specimens of the infamous homo touristicus and the sun was torching the scenery like Dante’s hell. The only miserable hope I had was that I’d not left home without my circ.pol. filter <LOL>.
So was I in a mood to think about not cropping the top of that nasty hill? No, of course not. I was so “hungry” that I could only attack the fast food presented to me with both hands, forget the manners and cutlery. I only had some minutes to devour it all, before I had to get back in the car.
I am still contemplating the challenge of the mastery of art. I am a perfectionist and tend to be stubborn at times. So this whole holiday was from that perspective a trial of my patience and hard learned wisdom ;-).
Have a fantastic day!
Cheers,
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