It’s been 11 days since I posted although it feels like it was just yesterday. Steve says that time is time—always the same—but I think that time is moving faster these days. I’m feeling rushed even though I don’t have any looming, horrible deadlines. Why is there still so very much to do? I know I’m not alone. It’s the same for you. Let’s all take a deep breath and slow down for a moment… and perhaps have a glass of wine.
I am still spending time each week on taking the photo for my photo class. This week’s challenge is to Go Big. We are free to interpret that however we want so I decided to show big hands, or a hand as it turned out.
Have you ever tried to draw a hand? It’s not easy because when you look a hand in different positions, the proportions and shapes can be odd. But because we know what a hand looks like, we know what it is. Our eye corrects for the distortions that are right in front of us. In the photo above, if you didn’t know what a hand looks like, you might think that it was mostly big fingers.
I used my new prime lens for that photo, and the next one. This lens has a fixed focal length. You don’t zoom in and out with the camera, you ‘zoom with your feet’. As near as I can tell the optimal distance from me to my subject needs to be about 3 feet. There’s more of a learning curve to using this lens than I thought there would be but I’m determined to master it.
That’s Bear. He’s hard to catch because he won’t stay still.
I travel to Georgia tomorrow to visit the Chattahoochee Evening Stars for a workshop on Sunday and a lecture Monday night. Maybe I’ll see you there! I’ll do my best to post some pictures on Instagram :-).
I completely agree – time is moving faster. Seems like it was just the other day, that I was about Bear’s age and wondering when summer would be over as it was taking too long for school time to arrive. LOL!
Time, like much else, is I think subject to comparison. I remember that when young the days seemed to stretch out forever. Living in the midwest meant long twilights. Now I’m older, well much older, and I’ve so much time behind me to compare this moment too – it seems as though the moments, the days, the weeks and years fly by. Bink of an eye.
“Years are like grace notes in a song
Only the days and nights are ever long.”
Can’t remember the attribution.