I wanted to use this one for Underwater. But I took it about two days before the deadline, and Ziva threatened to out me.
It is, as Ziva said, a typical MikeWJ photo, by which I assume she means it’s dull and expected, as opposed to, say, brilliant and creative. I admit it’s dimly lit, oddly angled, a bit blurry, and a little weird. But in its defense, it wasn’t Photoshopped in any way. In fact, it may be my favorite photo of the last year or so — nude self-portraits excepted, of course — and as is the case with about half the photos I took for the challenge, I made it with my iPhone.
This is my favorite photo of everything I specifically made for the challenge, mostly because of the composition and the priceless look of skeptical acceptance on the woman’s face, which reminds me of the look on my wife’s face on our wedding night and every night since then. I meant to use it for Fast. But it didn’t tell the whole story of what was going on at this arcade derby game — no people, no skeeballs, not much to give you an idea of what it’s about. So I went with a similar photo that did.
For a guy who claims to be non-sentimental, even callous, I had a surprising number of shots for Autumn. I must have been very, very drunk this month. I like the top one because it’s so….well, so dark and pretty. I like dark. The second is one my personal favorites — very different from my normal sort of thing — because I started thinking about what I like about autumn trees and realized it isn’t just what you see in the usual photographs of individual leaves or seas of colorful forests, but the overall impression of the blended colors against the sky. So I experimented with photographic expressionism, deliberately knocking everything fuzzy. It’s hard to look at, in a way, but captures what I feel, and it’s really bright. I’m not that fond of bright.
I love this photo, mostly because I love the rain — we don’t get a lot of it here — but partly because it’s so lively looking yet lonely, like me. It might’ve been good for The City, but I thought the long-distance view of Denver I eventually chose was better.
And yeah, that’s me. Not much good to see here. I’d move on, if I were you.
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