Tag Archives: Abstract Photography
Sometimes when I create these abstracts in post-processing, I wonder if it isn’t like making bread: too much kneeding of the dough is not a good thing. Baking is chemistry.
Just playing around with a picture of concrete I shot several months ago. Lots of changes, crops, filters applied — I don’t even remember what I did. I just kept at it until I decided that I liked it as-is. Which orientation do you think works best for this? What would you titled this?
For today, an abstract:
And a link to a Forbes article describing my hometown of Indianapolis a Great Urban Weekend Escape. While the article mostly focuses on sports-related venues, there are lots of non-sports things to do here. Indianapolis has come a long way from the “Naptown” of my youth.
The abstract above comes from an original photo I shot the first time I used my DSLR. There is a photograph of the entire sculpture in the article, which reminded me of the series of photos I took at the IMA in December, 2009. I’m not certain, but Robert Indiana’s LOVE may be the first sculpture that I encountered closeup as a work of art (as compared to a memorial or monument) and remembered the work’s title and artist’s name.
This year, I began to shoot abstracts. It seemed a likely step as I’ve always liked close-up shots that force the viewer to look at something they may see all the time in a different way by only looking at one part of it. In a similar manner, although not limited to macro work, an abstract can go beyond coaxing the viewer to look at a source object differently because the object itself is no longer recognizable. The abstract simply exists “as-is“. Yet, when you learn the source of the image, it can work in the same way as a macro shot of a flower petal may prompt you to consider the entire bloom by forcing you to consider the source. Other images just work because of the play of textures, colors and shapes.
I’ve been taking photos this week of a reconstruction project going on in my house: the demolition and rebuild of a shower & adjoining room. As I have nightly, after the workers are gone, I’ve headed into the shower area to capture the work in progress. Tonight, it occurred to me that I may find myself snapping away in the shower once this project it completed because the patterns on the tile are so interesting. I’ll just need to remember: no water, please!
Abstract photo. I envision some additional pieces for this work.
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Today was a beautiful, Spring-like day. Typically, February in Indiana is bitterly cold, grey and often snowy. If there is a teasingly Spring day, it usually doesn’t occur until March. I went out for a long walk wearing a sweatshirt and heavy winter coat, scarf and hat. Luckily, I had big pockets in my coat, because by the time I had walked a 1/2 mile, I was too hot for either the scarf or the hat. It was a perfect day for a leisurely, blissful walk.
A few scenes from my walk:
Just before I walked out the door, a bright red cardinal perched on a tree outside my dining room window. The cardinal was not the only bird I saw, of course. Along the way, I saw flickers, robins, ducks, and geese. There were a few leftover nests from last year, visible on the barren trees.
I walked along the creek for 2.5 miles, stopping often to look and listen to the flowing water. Because we’ve had so little snow this year, the creek is much lower than normal. The sandy islands that form in the middle, usually only accessible in late summer, were reachable in a few spots. It isn’t a view I usually get to enjoy. I crawled out on one dead tree and sat for a while and listened to the rapidly flowing water and the birds.
As always, there are lots of interesting things along the side of the trail. Today’s surprise was that on the small island, there were many clam shells. I knew that clams populated inland waterways, but I had no idea that I could find some along this creek. Many were pearly and several were as large as my hands.
Of course, not everything to be found is natural. Looks like someone left in a hurry, leaving an unopened bottle.
A few days ago, Terry at Mobius Faith (Click on that link! His photos are fantastic!) posted some photos of concrete. I know it sounds a bit odd — concrete? — but his post inspired me to look at concrete differently. I’ll post more later — there are some that I want to experiment with in post-processing — but look at the interesting shapes and color from lichen and rust from the bridge materials. In places where graffiti artists have been, the parks department has tried to cover it up. The paint, as it ages, creates an interesting pentimento. Even the shapes of the concrete bridges are interesting.
Of course, there was plenty of nature to photography as well: empty milkweed pods, hanging from a limb; fungus on fallen trees; stark trees pressed up against the gorgeous, cloudless sky; snowdrops, those early signs of spring, pushing their way up from the winter ground.
As I returned home, walking up the drive, I noticed the tulip trees in the front ravine. They are over 100 feet tall, so it’s difficult to tell, but I think they may be starting to bud. As nice as it was today, early blooming is not good for the trees.