Week 52: Self-portrait #5

Daniel

I had an idea for a shot this week, the clothes, the background, the pose. I got setup and took some shots but wasn’t convinced. I changed some settings, changed my jacket, took some more shots but still couldn’t get it right. This is nothing like the shot I had in mind but I like it regardless. It’s probably a fitting end to the last 52 weeks of photos really. I’m sure there’s a lesson about life and expectations in there somewhere.

Debbie

For my final self portrait I was determined to attempt to use the remote function on my camera. We were on the train from Essen (Germany) to Zurich for over 7 hours so I had some time to experiment. This was the best of a bad lot but I kind of like the wistful look on my face as I’m taking in the scenery. I played around some more and decided to go with the black and white image. It’s not my usual Debbie Smile photo – I’m happy with the growth I’ve experienced during this 52 week photo project.

Grant

Camera experimentation on the train near Baden Baden.

Melanie

I hadn’t expected to submit this shot. I was hoping to do one representing football in honour of England getting through to the WC semi finals (it’s coming home!). I hadn’t also planned to send a selfie, and most definitely NEVER take a selfie looking up. The sky was the most brilliant blue and my whispy hair glistened gold against the sun so of course I then put it in black and white. Although there is so many things I didn’t expect when I took this shot it’s my favourite one for this week and it’s a good reminder that everything doesn’t have to be as you expect it to be, for it to be right.

Sharon

This image came about through two divergent trains of thought: It references other self-portraits I’ve done for this 52 week project and the previous one and so acts as, if not a full stop, at least a semicolon in my self-portrait work. On the other hand, my hair is much longer than it’s been for many years and I wake up being wrapped in it. It also partly obscures me. The idea of making my shoulders visible – at an age when that’s not seemly – but my face partly obscured is an interesting dichotomy that appealed to my sense of contrariness.

Tim

To finish off this project, and the series of self-portraits associated with it, I decided to return to the same location I used in my very first one (which is really not hard, since it’s just outside our house!). The white wall behind always provides a large, soft light source, just right for moody self-portraits in black and white. Less technical than many of my previous self-portraits, this is natural light, single shot, nothing fancy. Back to basics…

 

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Week 47: Portrait of a stranger (Sharon’s choice)

Daniel

He got his selfie, I got my shot, then he was gone.

Debbie

Meet Mike from Berkshire. Mike was out riding the Strawberry Line with his wife, 2 young sons and towing his daughter in the bike trailer. They got chatting to us as they took a short break in Axbridge’s market square. He lived in Perth for 18 months, and his sons proudly told us he is half Guyanese which made them a quarter. They were staying near Cheddar for the half term school holidays and the furthest the boys have ever ridden was 10 miles so they weren’t expecting to do all of the trail today. They were very interested in our travels and the fact we had lived nearby in Cheddar for a year on teacher exchange. Asking a stranger if it’s okay to take their photo and then getting their story was more fun than I expected.

Grant

Meet Mike, a volunteer at the Sandford Station Railway Heritage Centre, located in the iconic old station booking office at the heart of the St. Monica Trust Retirement Village, adjacent to the Strawberry Line Rail Trail linking Yatton and Cheddar in the UK.

Mike and his friends Douglas, Chris, Carol and Patrick invited us in to have a look around while they were spending the morning on maintenance of the site. We had ridden out to have a look at the recently renovated Shute Shelve Tunnel and we hit the jackpot when we met these lovely people. They have a great little museum.

Mike reminded me a bit of my grandfather – in looks and in the way he was tinkering about to solve problems in putting a new display together.

Melanie

This is Nicholas. I thought he was an Icelandic Viking but alas he has another story to tell. He is a Londoner who fell in love with an Icelandic lady and relocated to this lovely little island. He took our picture at the Blue Lagoon so it was only fair that I took his.

Sharon

This is Graham, and his vintage 1965 caravan. I chatted to Graham at Bordertown SA, where he was on his way back to WA after attending a vintage caravan festival in Wangaratta. He bought the van two and half years ago because it matched his Holden Brougham. Shortly after this, he stumbled across an online vintage van forum, and has been travelling around Australia attending events ever since.

I even got to peek inside…

Tim

“Would you mind if I took your photo?”
“Go right ahead.”
“Thank you… that’s great. Can I have your name?”
“Yonni.”
“Thanks so much Yonni.”
“No, Joni. J. O. N. I.”
“Oh right – Joni.”
“Yes. Can I see the photo?”
“Oh, no, sorry. It’s a film camera.”
“Oh okay!”
“Well, thanks again.”

 

Next week…

Our week 48 theme is: One object only…