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One, two, three, four, five,
Once I caught a fish alive,
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
Then I let it go again
Why did you let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on my right.
September 21st, 2008
Amorous Marjorie is frustrated with her husband’s ability to sleep extraordinarily heavily. For this week’s Macro Monday theme “frustration”.
Frustration. It's what I felt during this outing to Bwlch Gwyn for the beach shootout to celebrate Mike's birthday. It seemed that for every frame I shot, I had to clean my filters. I'm well aware that because of the kind of photography, this is to be expected, but every single shot?
After a much needed break from photography, I want to be back. I'm inspired, and scared for my talent. I feel like I'm breaking through editing wise, but lacking in the "creative" department. but i'm really happy with this, because this perfectly explains how I feel, and sometimes when I get lost I remember why I like taking photographs, to express me.
On another note...issue 3 is finally out of Golden Age! check it out here!
don't forget to submit if you want to! i'm not sure how long i'll keep submissions open, but email firstname.lastname@example.org with a link to your work!
also announcing golden age's flickr group where I will choose 5 photos from the pool to be in the magazine next issue! I'm really excited about it, so join and add a photo to the pool! :)))
Mandlebulber - Thanks to my friend Tabasco Raremaster without his help i would not have persistered
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This shot was from a very frustrating evening scrabbling around on the rocks trying to do justice to the excellent conditions that were presented to me.
I’m not sure how many of you have had the inclination to take this type of sunset shot (on slippery rock alone risking life and limb) but this particular evening, presented such fantastic light and an amazing depth of colour, that I needed to be very focused to get what I knew would make a cracking shot.
Knowing you have the timing spot on, with generous portions of luck on your side to produce a jaw dropping shot, but not being able to find the strong graphical foreground interest to do it justice, is extremely frustrating. Only two minutes earlier I had an amazing sunset and radiant sky, but not the foreground interest. After what I thought was the end of the decent light and residing myself to packing my gear away for the assent back up the slippery cliff in rapidly fading light, I came upon this gem of a composition. If only id been here a handful of minutes earlier! If bloody only.
It’s very difficult to do a decent reconnaissance because there are so many variables. The tide changes in height and time each day, and if it’s springtime it can change in meters per day. The size of the swell also messes with the tide and you don’t want to be at the shoreline on rocks in a big swell! So as you imagine its difficult predicting what the situation is going to be. It’s an educated guess with a wonderful twist of gamble. Maybe that’s why it is so addictive. You just don’t know when you are going to be rewarded. To put it mildly I felt like one of Pavlov’s dogs.
For me the perfect time that provides the best balance between, washed out sky but good foreground light (from the overwhelming power of the sun), to the rich colours that it produces as it clips the clouds as it goes beyond the horizon, is around when the sun is just on the horizon. And this time only lasts minutes! So at this valuably productive short window, you are focused to the composition and rooted firmly to the spot holding your tripod and breath, (literary to minimise wind and wave camera shake) shooting almost continuously. (Well I am anyway). Just hoping, hoping.
In many ways I'm glad for the frustration. If the sun in its most vibrant state hovering just above the horizon was there for longer, it would be easer photographically but it would also diminish in value. It’s the very fact that these perfect conditions are so rare that give them such powerful emotive significance.
I've put the toys away for now and decided to do some 'from the heart' stuff.
This photo expresses my current feelings of frustration. I've had a day of feeling like a failure. Over the past 3-4 years my confidence, ambition and enthusiasm have slowly dried up. I don't believe I'll ever get them back and it frightens me. I'm seeing a close friend tomorrow so I'll talk it out and he'll hopefully have some wise words to help me make sense of how I feel. He's good at that sort of thing.
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BTW - It is food colouring and not blood. Don't panic! ;o)
I'm so frustrated with myself. There are so many things I want to do and be and so all my thoughts swirl round and round my head until I feel so overwhelmed and sad and defeated before I've even begun. It's silly isn't it.
I need to earn more money than I currently am and that gets me down. I'm saving for a camera, a new computer and rent for when I move down south to continue my education. I have lack of confidence issues. It's ridiculous. Gah! Why can't money grow on trees!!?
I'm off to bed now as I'm just having a silly mopey Sunday.. tomorrrow will be a better day! Night all x
not getting what I want in physical art, so back I go to PSP....at least I can get plenty of color, design and texture!!
This Great Egret circled a school of juvenile scup several times in the early morning calm, but he was unable to do anything more than look at them in frustration.
Egrets can only feed by wading (or from a perch) -- Great Egrets can't wade in water much deeper than 12 to 18 inches (approx. 30 to 45cm) -- and the water here was too deep for him to land, even though the fish were visible to him right at the surface.
He left after a few slow circles.
Last photo of my 52 weeks project! Which was probably inspired by this one by Martin Blanco.
Thanks a lot for your inspiring comments during the year, Merry Christmas!
lol explore in my 52/52 photo... that was funny :P
For two years in a row I have tried to visit the top of this mountain, from which they say there is a privileged view of the Lake and the Andes, but winds of more than 100 km prevented access by tourists using the cable car.
Only the ski slopes were open, especially the trail for beginners and apprentices.
Maybe I'll try again...
... yes, this is the tree outside my door.. and so is the sunset.. except my camera (set to neutral) didn't even come close to capturing the real fire in the sky.. I tried more saturation but no way.. oh, sure I added the hot air balloon.. I hate an empty sky.. a seagull didn't seem to fit. The title reflects my frustration as I tried to get the sunset right. Please view this on black.. something I seldom ask... the 'black' offered on Flickr is more like 18% grey.. in fact, it probably is...tsk. OK, I'll stop moaning..smile.
WOW! I'm really annoyed right now for multiple reasons.
First of all, this is not the picture I was originally going to use. I spent like 20 minutes editing another one and this was going to be an outtake, but oh? Apparently I forgot to save it? COOL.
Especially when they're due tomorrow...and about the Odyssey.
The internet keeps freezing on me which is probably a sign that I shouldn't be on in the first place.
This is awful.
Excuse the rant. My apologies.
So this is my first time actually photographing a male subject with a concept in mind. The shoot was very different and above all it was a great learning experience. Nic was awesome and patient. I think we both learned a thing or two.
See the look on the blue guy's face? Also the fact that they fell down? That sums up today for me.
Day 4 and struggling already. This was going to be my shot for 366 until I decided I liked the Gü one better after all.
There are days and days. But this particular one is different.
Sprain and toothache, is synonymous, that I can not eat properly and not run as I'd like.
Are those days on which the house is small and makes you have the feeling that you need to come up for air, that you go crazy inside.
It's OK, at least I have my photographs to vent and transmit this feeling.
Carlos Chinesta Sevilla
Professional Photography 2013
Can you imagine what these two cats must have been going through, being this close to a rat (or mouse, whichever) and not being able to dive through the glass door?
ODT, "Through a single window" & "Middle."
"Dad you really are an annoying man.....leave me alone"
Happy Wednesday All!
Im still having major internet problems you would think I was in the middle of the Senrengeti with the speed of my connection!! And to add to this my ancient pc is so hit & miss I think its on its way out :(
I am desperatley trying to keep up with your streams but the connection is SO slow !!
So im apologising now for my absense of comments and if I disappear without trace I will be back at some point when I have dosh to replace the pc.
For two years in a row I have tried to visit to the top of this mountain, from which they say there is a privileged view of the Lake and the Andes, but winds of more than 100 km prevented access by tourists using the cable car.
Only the ski slopes were open, especially the trail for beginners and apprentices.
Maybe I'll try again...
There's been many reasons to be frustrated. I haven't been able to view any of my work from the past 3 months because my equipment hasn't arrived yet from overseas. Instead I have a 7 year old laptop which I can't tell if it's dust on my sensor or dirt on the screen.
The location I shot this was in Queenstown, New Zealand. The days have been wet, humid and sandflies everywhere. I was in a pretty dark mood when I shot this, and I guess it reflects on the image.
Focal Length 11 mm
ISO Speed 100
I am having the biggest fat day ever today, it SUCKS. I had a different shot planned, but I got home and felt so huge I couldn't bring myself to go out.
Today also sucked because:
I have another 6 essays to do tonight, which are all due in for tomorrow, and are all psychology essays
I worked really hard on a philosophy essay on freaking substance dualism and all I got was load of red scribble on how I got stuff wrong
Thats one thing I hate about my school. All you get is criticism. I'm not saying crit is bad, but when its hammered into you day after day after day it starts to make you lose will. Its parents evening soon and I'm going to be getting bad reviews from my teachers because I've been getting so weighed under with work from all the subjects. I can't stand school right now. I can't stand the whole idea of being forced into a square when I feel like a circle. Its draining me and its making me into a miserable, horrible person and thats not who I want to be.
So I'm afraid you all get a crap 365 today because I am in a crap mood after a crap day and I really want to go to bed but instead I have to go out and write essays so I can be told how I'm going to fail at life some more.
you guys are so lovely! i thought it would be damn near impossible to put a smile on my face after today but hey presto, flickry people all seem to have that quality of being able to do it. I finished my 6 essays, and I can't bend my little finger any more. I feel better to have done them now.
I am posting a before/during/after of yesterday's shot on mine and Aaron's blog as I type! I've formulated some sort of idea for tomorrow's photo, so there's some pressure off too. All that is left is a big long nap before Aaron calls, hopefully he won't have to deal with me in crazy psycho bitch mode, I feel sorry for him sometimes I do.
9 days until I go fly to see him! On the bus home I fell asleep daydreaming about it and the bus driver had to wake me up at the final stop. oops!