How far back does the shutterbug go? Way, way back to my gawky awkward teens, when I found a battered old black and white camera in the attic. It was all manual, not a bit of auto this or that; there was a flaw in its innards that left streaks on the negatives and thus the images; I had to learn how to use a handheld light meter and dial in all the settings; but I persisted, and had fun.
Some time ago I was digging through some boxes on a dusty shelf and came across a collection of ancient photos. Among them were a handful of small prints from my first photographic forays. I looked through them, and.......
Well, by golly, the images weren't that bad. Not too shabby, at all. And the same sorts of things that intrigue me today -- the interplay of light and shadow, textures, geometric harmonies of the natural world, portraiture of our animal companions -- they were all there.
Like this, taken along the edge of the pond across the street from our house:
There was an old apple tree along that bit of shore, and I tried different angles on it:
You can clearly see the negative scratches across the tree trunk in this one:
I really like this one:
Light and dark, geometry, cats -- it was all there already, way back when:
Capturing the moment:
Capturing the soul:
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