Yesterday following a comment from a mate I made a conscious effort to reduce the number of words accompanying my images. Later that day I received an interesting comment from fellow blogger and photographer.
His recommendation was that I continue with my narrative style and pointed out, rightly too, that although an image is worth a thousand words, a comment can assist a viewer in interpreting what the photographer means and also reveals a little about the photographer himself/herself.
In recounting this, I’ve already broken my promise yesterday to limit my verbiage.
Accordingly, I’m reverting to my old style and, lump it or leave it, here we go.
Today’s exercise gave me a lot of fun and in some instances showed how rotating an image can make the photograph look ridiculous and down right impossible in real life.
Back in the dream time during my army years I was a proud young Lieutenant in my Regiment. All officers carried what is known as a swagger stick, a timber rod encased in brown coloured pig skin, and I was no exception. How proud I felt as I swanned around the parade ground, barking orders with my swagger stick tucked neatly under my left armpit.
Looking back now I can’t help laughing at how ridiculous we young officers must have looked to our subordinates.
Here is an image of my swagger stick in the horizontal position.
Now in the vertical position it looks more like tall telegraph pole, giving a totally wrong impression off its size. Same original was used for the rotation.
The red back spider is an extremely venomous Australian Spider often found inside houses but particularly lurking in sheds and similar places.
It is also the logo of a small, exclusive, invitation only motorcycle club of which I am a proud member. We wear the logo on our vests, helmets and also on a small discrete spot on our bikes. I’ve absolurtely no idea why the Red Back Spider was selected.
If we wore it the way I’ve rotated it below, it would give the impression we were in retreat. Not a possible scenario.
Here of course, the spider would be OK as it is advancing, definitely not in retreat.
She Who Must Be Obeyed is presently knitting pure merino wool pouches as life saving support warmth for animal rescue organisations. Baby kangaroos, known as Joeys and baby wombats are often found alive in the pouch of their mothers after being struck by vehicles on our roads and highways, particularly at night. They are placed in the woollen pouches for warmth and security until they mature and can safely leave the artificial pouch.
Here is a section of one such pouch prior to being sewn onto another section to make up the completed pouch..
Here is the same section after rotation
In the next image, this young woman was enjoying herself showing all and sundry how adept she was at tumbling and doing hand stands in our local park.
By rotating the image 180 degrees the image gives the appearance that the young lady is holding up the grass, totally impossible as we well know. Two other alternatives are either the grass is in a vertical plane and the lass is learning against it or, she is diving into something green. You can take your pick.
May Lane in St Peters, NSW, has been recognised by the local Council as an outdoor exhibition area. Business houses in the lane welcomed the decision by council and it is now a flourishing area for street artists, not graffiti vandals, to exhibit their work on walls in the lane.
Here are three examples of the lane’s street art that respond well to rotation.
So, another day done and dusted. Today, more words than yesterday and totally different images. What a hoot.
Just one more day to go. See you tomorrow.