No matter the assignment on this third day of Photography 101, I was determined that my post was not going to include one flake of snow.
And then comes the word. Water.
Horizontal view of water. Vertical view of water. Perspective included, reminds instructor Cheri about lesson two, because this month’s instructions are meant to be cumulative.
So much water-turned-white around the cherished Little Bitty my dear wife Karen and I share in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood, but I’d already used up feet and feet of snow on Monday’s essay illustrating my vision of Home and Tuesday’s shots designating Street. Not to mention my patience for trudging out in it with my iPad Air (Monday) and iPhone 6 (Tuesday). I would not be shooting wides and narrows of the water dripping from my roof. Or driving to parking lot puddles, because, yay, today’s temperature had crept above freezing for the first time since Noah had built the Ark.
I thought of going back into my iPad stash for shots of Karen and Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle I’d taken last June at the Atlantic Ocean in Provincetown. They were quite nice, published on this blog previously. Or shots of my dear wife walking the shore herself in Cape Cod, a pretty picture if there ever was one. Alas, I never turned my iPhone 4 vertical.
So I waited until after I’d eaten my bologna and cheese sandwiches and chicken soup for lunch. I’m the designated dish-washer around here, unless it’s our once-a-month-or-so Polish dinner of any other rare instance of my taking over the cooking chores. We have a simple and happy formula. One cooks, the other washes. Old-school that I am, I go by hand, saving the dishwasher for the family stacks on holidays.
But since I work at home and Karen goes to the SMG office, I’ll do the two morning coffee cups and my lunch dishes before Karen gets home from work and we unwind for the evening routine.
I attempted to keep my iPhone 6 at the same distance and level to the sink on each shot. Because I took the horizontal first, had the sink plugged and kept the water running — this was a real life situation, not some staged props — the water level to my coffee cup the size of my head is higher in the vertical photo.
Here’s the link to my post from last summer that includes two pictures of Karen and Ellie B at the ocean in Provincetown. Dang, I love those two photographs.
Which picture do you prefer, and why? Hand wash or dishwasher? For this assignment, crop one of the old ocean photos to a vertical, take two new ones of dripping icicles or good call on the kitchen sink?