During my childhood, my Stepfather took hundreds of pictures of my Mother, of me, of the cat and... my Mother. Whenever I was called upon to shoot a photo of him and my Mom, the photos came out blurry, and at the time, it took about a week for my Stepfather to see the results and fume. Whenever someone took a photo of me, I always closed my eyes. Our family album is filled with blurry pictures of them and me with my eyes shut. Photos of my Mom always looked great.
The psychological implications of the blurry photos might bear scrutiny, but what's most important for this post is the excellent photos of my pretty Mother, taken by a smitten man.
is a photographer whose website I found through The 7msn Ranch (where Linda Carson blogs about her three donkeys and her horse and dog, etc). Ken says our photos improve when we care about our subject, plus he says a lot of other amazing things about photography that have encouraged me to actually read my Instruction Manual and press a lot of scary buttons on my new camera. This may not be a revelation to some readers, but I found it enlightening,
especially, considering how much I love my subject. This pretty arrangement was designed by Marisa. The Nikon was on automatic and had the LCD brightness on +3. (I have no idea what LCD is yet, but it seems to brighten things up)!
Kris, over at The Dancing Donkey
takes beautiful photos of her donkeys, Emma and Ramsey, and her horse Tessa with an old point and shoot. Each of her photos of them is filled with love. She really works her little camera and follows a blog called Sunday Stills
which is a kind of no pressure photography challenge that gets people 'out with their cameras'.
Denise at Chez Danisse
left a comment yesterday recommending that I 'play, play, play', and I guess, along with learning about the annoying buttons, is just what I'll do.