Thursday, April 2, 2009

Julie (82/100) - Big band swing


I chased after Brendan when the Big Band completed their session and there were no dramas with permission. I am already trying to make the transition to not having to ask permission and to not having to show any of the face to compose a compelling portrait. I take my lead, yet again, from Snapper on Gabriola and his musicians hands all this week. I wonder if this would also work with the music stand cropped?

6 comments:

Julie said...

I like the B&W image with the music stand cropped, but I also like the discolouration caused by the lighting in the main image. As you can see, the portrait of his face was intruded upon by the setting so I had to make a silk purse of a sow's ear ... so to speak.

Ann said...

Its a good photo but I don't know if I would consider it a portrait. I definitely prefer the colour to the b&w, I like the warmth. I like the effect of the lighting as well.

Joan Elizabeth said...

I like the colour shot but with the stand cropped out as in the B&W.

Interesting question as to what makes are portrait. I asked Google and came across this flickr stream discussing the topic. Most would argue this isn't a portrait but some would fall your way.

Julie said...

Read all those comments, Joan. The original photographer (Grits?) had some insightful comments.

On Saturday afternoon I am have been invited to photograph a "master class". I will try to get the fingers of the director on the keyboard and his reflection in the piano. Tough aim ...

bitingmidge said...

It'll do me as a portrait!

Steffe had some comments in this regard on one of my shots in the flickr strangers group, and included a few links. I'll try to find them.

It's probably not worth arguing about, the point isn't to win the Archibald after all, it's to learn and improve, and this is a lovely shot. Shame about the music stand though!

Julie said...

Yeah, the music stand sucks. The chairs went close to the stage and in what was left there was a couple jitterbugging. Once again, those two steps to the duck pond beckoned ...