I was talking on my phone today when I looked over and saw that my laptop had brought up the screen saver showing a slide of all my photos from the past year. I figure that 15 days into 2011, we ought to post our best photos from 2010. Now, best may not mean best looking; it could mean that you took a photo that for whatever reason has meaning to you (and please share). I’m surprised, looking back, at how I took some pics when not enjoying myself, and now I love them.
I went to The Louvre with my Dad back in September. I had recently sprained my ankle AND stepped on a nail (same foot) and was miserable with pain that day. I wanted so bad to get back to the hotel, but did my best to be pleasant and not spoil it for my Pop. I took this pick while bored, waiting for my Dad to finish taking all his photos. I love how the photo captures that split second of people doing things, the weather and the scenes around.
I took this one a few hours later, again hoping to get back to my room. For whatever reason, I like the composition and the subject matter:
Here’s another from that trip showing northwest Ireland. I remember passing great shot after great shot in my rented VW (that seriously could not get out of its own way). This photo is the best I have that shows the beauty that was all around me.
This one I took while reading a book on the porch during a summer day in June. I was annoyed because the sun kept shining, then clouding over, shining, then clouding over. When I looked up, I liked what I saw and grabbed my camera and figured I could play a bit and make a nice photo.
I was on my way to Sequoia NP when I saw an old T-Bird sitting in front of a ragged-looking service station. I stopped to snap a few shots, and the owner came out from his house next door. He asked me if I liked cars. Opening up the garage door, he revealed a Muntz Jet, one of less than 200 made. It shared the workshop with a 60s Continental and a tow truck from 1946. Pat had stories about them all, and I spent a most enjoyable hour listening to him. It sums up a great joy of road trips; serendipitous meetings with people and getting a local perspective of small town America.
This was taken at Moa Point, around the Wellington coastline. I had taken a few “okay” shots a bit further up on the beach when I noticed the sun glistening off the rocks near the ocean, so I moved towards them and after a bit of trial and error, took the shot. 30 second exposure, ISO 100, f4.5.
Well, I just looked over the site. $97 Canadian for a large rolled print isn’t bad. Though I’d like to make sure it’s of the right proportional and all. Also, shipping. Maybe when that next contract comes in…
What I wouldn’t give for the right software and the know how to clean this up. Crappy cell phone quality, but probably the best picture I’ll ever have of the two of them.
