I rarely go anywhere without a camera these days, whether it’s my phone or my lovely Nikon D3200. I’ve had a passion for photography ever since I was thirteen, when my grandparents gave me my very first camera for Christmas. My grandpa always had his camera with him; so did my mom, and my aunt, and their cousin and her mother…Well, you get the idea. Shutterbug-ism runs in my family. I may not be able to draw to save my soul, but I’m not too shabby with a camera, if I do say so myself.
I love flower photography. Every time my husband gives me flowers, I spend a good half hour (at least) taking shots of them from various angles, trying desperately to capture what I see and how I see it. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t.
I’m particularly happy with this shot, though, and the more I look at it, the more little details I notice. I love the coloring, I love the detail, I love the story that springs to mind as I look at the image. See, in my mind, those aren’t flowery bits, but a group of old-fashioned ladies standing around, giggling and gossiping as they wait for someone to ask for a dance.
What prompted this sudden arty adventure? Why, the Daily Post’s Photo Challenge (which you can find here, by the way). They post some great challenges and, while I’m always meaning to participate, I never seem to get around to it. 🙂
Do you have a favorite photo? What is it of?
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