Showing posts with label guest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guest. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

the beauty of not knowing

up and over the boise foothills 

I'm terrible at surprises.

I was the child who shook and inspected every single present under the Christmas tree. I skipped to the end of the books to read the ending before picking up again in the middle.

I thought I'd outgrow my need to know but still today, I can't help but read the synopsis of the movie I am about to watch. Even when I said I didn't want to learn the sex of our second child, I couldn't not look when the ultrasound tech left the room with telling information on the screen.

I like to know. Yet when I was perusing landscape images, I was drawn to these images of not knowing.

What beauty lives up and over the hill or beyond the curve of the road? The question is relegated to rhetorical status because the images here are playing coy, leaving more questions than answers. Journey clearly trumps destination. I find myself drawn into the images precisely because I don't know the answer. And I don't have to.

 Because there can be such beauty in not knowing.

 tara is tea of boots & tea and tara on the wander on flickr.

Highway One, CA - Beauty at every twist and turn Highway One, CA-Beauty at every twist and turn by KJBehavior

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Thank you Tara for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Tara, be sure to visit her at boots & tea or on her flickr stream. If you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail [dot] com.

Friday, May 18, 2012

a feeling of trust

Although I'm a big city girl at heart, I need to get out from time to time. These small escapes always work wonders for me. As I walk along the dusty trails of the nearby countryside, I gradually leave behind the hustle and bustle (mainly in my head). No need to do anything. I sit down in the meadow and contemplate my surroundings. High grasses. Bustling bees. Ever-changing, cloud formations. Trees that spread their green, lavish in abundance, and other trees still waiting for warmer days. I like it to just BE. A feeling of trust rises within me. Trust that everything has its own rhythm; Trust that everything is unfolding at the perfect time; and trust that I'll know when it's the right time for action...for inspired action. The wind turns the blades of grass, and from the distance, I hear the sounds of the big city. All is well. 
suburban idyll 
I see the same mindful serenity in this beautiful shot by Bright Glass. There is so much peace in it. Circumstances come and go. We go on our way. 
view south 
view south by Bright Glass 

 How about you? Can you trust the process of life? And even more importantly: Can you trust yourself and your capabilities to find the right moment for inspired action?

Claudia

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Thank you Claudia for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Claudia, be sure to visit her flickr stream and also check out her street photography, street inspired, on flickr. If you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail [dot] com.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

anything is possible


Spring is a season of renewals, rebirths and new beginnings. I love the sense of infinite possibilities in spring as we look ahead to the summer. Watching the buds and new leaves emerging slowly day by day, I never quite know how they will turn out until they choose to unveil themselves fully. With my only-half-green thumb, it's always a mystery whether my plants will return year after year. I find myself holding my breath, waiting and watching for the healthy bloom or new growth. And in those moments, before the plants are themselves beautiful, I believe that the beauty lies in the promise of them, of what they will become.

On a recent trip to Florida I was struck by the beckoning of the southern sun and the expanse of these flatlands. With puffy clouds high above and sparkling blue below, the land seemed to be offering to take me anywhere I wanted to go, echoing spring's wealth of possibilities. By removing the color and not including any identifying characteristics, I've given this image an anonymous, anywhere sort of quality.

As for the story behind this companion image from Red Kiwi Photography, the possibilities are endless. The vignette lends a slightly voyeuristic quality that encourages the imagination. I feel as though I could look on this image for ages crafting stories and intricate tales set here. Where is this little courtyard garden? What encounters - past or present, naughty or nice - will be happening here?

So with spring upon us, I ask of you: what stories will you craft and what tales will you weave with that camera of yours? The possibilities? They are endless.

Mae from Here in This House

To One in Paradise
To One in Paradise by Red Kiwi Photography
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Thank you Mae for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Mae, be sure to visit her at Here in This House or on her flickr stream. If you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail [dot] com.

Friday, May 4, 2012

the space between

{210/365 1v.2} Spring Idyll in Silver Shade

When you have two polar opposites, such as hot and cold, child and adult, black and white, there is usually something between them. I tend to be drawn to this between state, the fluid and the ambiguous and the potential.

In this context, "black and white" is a misleading name for a monochrome image in greytones. Of course you need the contrast between the black and the white, but even more important are the grey tones between the two extremes.

In my image above, what speaks of spring are the gorgeous greys of the Impossible Project Silver Shade film, the hint of leaves and flower petals along the otherwise stark branches.

Spring is in fact a between state in itself.

I write this on May Day, which in Ireland has been called Beltaine, the spring festival celebrated as the end of the dark season and the beginning of the season of growth.

The flipside of Beltaine is Samhain, which morphed into Hallowe'en in the US. On Samhain, folkloric tradition tells us, the veil between the world of the living and the world of the dead thins, ghosts walk abroad, and fairies move from their summer quarters to their winter dwellings.

So there is power in the between state, and we, as photographers, can harness this power.

Many of us, myself included, shoot fences – boundaries between yours and mine – for Fence Friday, and who among us have not taken our camera out during the blue hour between day and night? By shooting autumn leaves, we mark the death of summer and the coming of winter. We are always between one thing and another, once we start thinking about it.

Doors and windows are another favourite subject – remember when the Muses had that as a theme? - and this is what makes Ria's image below so powerful: The woman is poised on the brink, full of potential. What is waiting for her on the other side of that doorway? My guess is a perfect summer's day.

Jenny

Driven by a beating heart
Driven by a beating heart by RiaPereira
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Thank you Jenny for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Jenny, be sure to visit her flickr stream. If you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail [dot] com.

Friday, April 20, 2012

sweet summers of bliss


The air was like honey dripping slowly that summer when I fell madly in love with him for the first time. We were opposite in every single way. But dear Lord, he knew exactly how to show a girl a good time. It was a wild ride of only high peeks. Holding on for dear life I straddled the experience not knowing where the next day would lead.

It was the summer that my heart floated somewhere between long coastal grasses and unsalted air. We gazed upon inky evenings lit with stars on vast waters that have stood the test of time. We poured our hearts into each other with words unsaid, melting together in passion on sands that sighed.

During the daytime golden sunshine filtered through full verdant leaves; kissing our skin; kissing our souls with light. I felt as if I was on a high brought on by honest love. I was hungry for more. What was once a parched, sparse dry field of broken relationships, had become a lush lawn watered with seeds of something real and true.

Two years later he asked me to be his wife in a way that was unique to him- to us. During our engagement we found out that birth control, even when taken exactly how it should, is a joke. From the first day that I carried my son under my heart I knew he would be a boy. I knew his name, I knew that his life was meant to be. He was born during one of the hottest July's on record and he came on the day that we were to sign papers for our new home. Breathing in new flesh of my own flesh; a new high. A new hunger for something that only I could give. A new cliff to stand on top of, with life in throat, ready to scream about the greatest treasure of all- love.

We were complete. I was swimming great lakes of honesty, great lakes of incontrovertible devotion. That summer my soul was wrapped up in a tiny gift that was so all encompassing and so perfect that I could barely even blink in fear that I would miss one second of this miracle.

Two summers later our second son was born into this world like a light switch. I went from having contractions for a whole month to click light-flip-switch-boom here comes baby number two. Another boy, another summer, another love to last a lifetime. My life was enriched with blessings that I could hear, smell, feel, touch, and see with my very own eyes. Overcome with grace from above, hot tears of thanksgiving, I fell even more in love than I had before.

It has been eleven years. I'm still in love with the same man that stole my heart under a full moon in honeyed heat. I have fallen in love with him many times and in many ways. He lights my way with his ambition. I am the calm to his storm and we are a strong rooted oak tree in the setting sun. We are a family of ups and downs, highs and lows, but always- always together twisting in breezes that blow gentle in summer's sweet bliss.

Alita- Alita Jewel's Treasures

the good earth
the good earth by Laurarama
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Thank you Alita for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Alita, be sure to visit her at Alita Jewel's Treasures.  If you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail [dot] com.

Friday, March 23, 2012

promise


Recently I had the chance to handle a Leica M9. I was literally shaking, partly because I knew how much the camera was worth, but mostly because I could feel the promise held within this little box: The creativity it would unleash! The photos I could take! The places I could go! The possibilities in that camera overwhelmed me. I'm fairly confident that me plus that Leica M9 would be a beautiful combination, but alas its pricetag means it's something I can only dream about.
My daughter is relatively new to instrumental music. She took up the flute just one-and-a-half years ago n eighth grader, but she took to it right away, and her teachers have gone out of their way to praise her accomplishments to me. A few weeks ago, she and I visited a music shop that we had visited in the past, but with her new understanding of music, she saw through with different eyes. I like to think she saw the same promise of new creativity and possibility in the exotic instruments lining the walls and ceiling that I felt in that Leica M9. The store's owner sensed her excitement and gave her a tour. She got to try various exotic instruments including this hurdy gurdy (whose name is Mr. Bubbles -- yes, this hurdy gurdy has his own name and his own amazing story). My daughter came home dreaming of owning her own sitar or possibly an oud. I came home thrilled to see my daughter so inspired and already plotting how we can bring those instruments into our home.

Mapleeye's photo, uke, gives me that same sense of this promise -- a young man proudly holding his new ukelele, with all the creative possibilities held within.

Deirdre a.k.a. Superdewa.

uke

uke by mapleeye

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

the charm of childhood


“Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.” 
~ Mary Oliver

When I was a small girl the world held unending fascination and magic. Everything was new and unexplored and my great-grandmother had a farm near the river valley where I occasionally spent summers. Those days remain etched in my memory even now.

Those early summer days seemed endless. I chased the chickens and gathered their eggs, I wandered through the fruit trees, and stood in the fields of the wild Missouri flowers that would wave in the warm summer breezes. I picked the black-eyed susans, queen annes lace and gathered the indian paintbrush for bouquets that I offered to my grandmother. At night I slept in her big featherbed, touched every single trinket she owned, and looked through old classic books that struck my curiosity even more.

Those summers spent on that farm shaped me. Today I have an unexplainable love for old farmhouses and barns. They hold a certain charm that beckons me. Back then I had no cares. I ran in the fields, played in the creeks and caught fireflies after dark. These were some of my first impressions of the world and what it held in store for me.

I took the picture above not long ago. It is in an old farm house on my father's property. It is in the last years of its life and the plan is to tear it down and re-purpose as much of it as we can. This house has always had an undefinable charm to me and this spring I am shooting my last series of photos there as a personal testament to my early years and upbringing and also to the family who lived there.

Tolly P's photo also reminds me of my days as that young girl. Both photos evoke a charm that we hold as children and our wonder of the world. To this day I wander down these midwest country roads and stop to admire the farms and the land that surrounds them.

~ Veronica of Life In Pictures

wonderland....

wonderland...by tolly p
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Thank you Veronica for guest musing with us today! Veronica blogs about the world and her experiences at Life in Pictures. You can also find her work on Flickr

If you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail [dot] com.

Friday, February 24, 2012

l'eau est la vie


Water. For 9 months we live in it. We breathe it, inhaling, and exhaling. For 9 months it is our protection, our cushion. And then once we are born, while we have a different relationship with water, I do believe it remains a powerful, healing, essential part of our lives.

When I put my 3 year old in her bath, such a peace washes over her. She plays with her toys, she pretends she's a mermaid, she swims. When I need a good thinking spot, I jump in the shower. Something about that water through my hair, just puts me in a peaceful state of mind, and the ideas, like the water begin to flow. Even doing the dishes, I find clarity and peace. Water is a healer.

A bath, a dip in the ocean, a shower, a run through the sprinkler-these are healing moments. Moments of peace, moments of clarity in our busy lives. Water awakens our spirits, makes us feel alive. Water brings us joy. And I think it is not a coincidence. I feel like we are supposed to find comfort in water. It's where we grew, where our bodies, and our minds were developed.

I took this photo above of my daughter in her bath earlier this week. Completely happy in her tubby. I loved this photo that Leilani (Heavenly Flower) took enjoying a moment on vacation. Complete bliss.

~Audrey Amaro (MamaOwl Photography) of TodayJustBe

healing water
healing water by heavenly~flower
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Thank you Audrey for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Audrey, be sure to visit her at TodayJustBe. Also, if you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail [dot] com.

Friday, January 27, 2012

looking out, looking in: seeing life through our lens


Our eyes take in an extraordinary amount of information each day, but only a small portion of that information is actually processed by our minds. As photographers, we are constantly looking, even when we are not taking a photo, at the world around us, often subconsciously thinking, "How would I photograph this?" While this is a really great thing to do, we may often get bogged down in the hurry of every day life, or get in the routine of feeling a sense of obligation to take a photo and post it online somewhere, or else everyone will be asking us if we're feeling okay. It never hurts to stop and ask yourself, "I'm looking, or am I seeing?" Seeing is totally different than looking, because when you are looking, you could be totally zoned out and not even be thinking about what is around you. When you see things, you grasp the bigger picture, the entire scope of the scene or the moment.

Simply take a moment to look out your window, wherever you are, even if you're at work! Start from the ground, working your way up to the sky, and do your best to notice every detail you can possibly take in. If you spend a minute or two doing this, you'll notice things outside your window that you may have looked at before, but this will be the first time that you've actually noticed or truly seen them.

The more you look out, the more you will look in, at the inner-workings of your mind. The things that we look at, through our lenses, are a reflection of what is inside of us, and how we see the world. Even the way we process our photos or our film is our way of expressing what is in our hearts, and our unique perspective on the world.

My husband is a photographer who specializes in rural decay, so I tag along with him to see new locations, and scenes I wouldn't normally shoot. I spend a lot of time looking into room and hallways, wondering about the people who used to inhabit them.

This photo by Tara on the Wander is a wonderful representation how we, as photographers, should look at the world - with a sense of child-like wonder, taking in every detail that our eyes can see.

Anna, of Anna Gay Photography
i love a rainy night {308/365} by tara on the wander

Friday, December 30, 2011

fresh thoughts

Channels

My mother used to scold me "Susan, don't be fresh!" I won't deny certain situations merited her saying that.....but I'm wondering about her choice of words. I wonder too much; 'tis a bad habit of mine or alternatively a sign of brilliance. Fresh is good, isn't it? Fresh air, fresh fruit, fresh sheets, fresh coat of paint, freshly baked, smelling fresh as a daisy (or is that just some nerdy thing my Pop says?), fresh ideas, fresh and clean, fresh start, etc. Why would it be bad to be fresh? Why wouldn't you want to be fresh?..... jus' sayin'.

With the New Year (2012 please and thank you and OMG at the same time) about to turn, many people are thinking about "fresh". A time for resolutions, new beginnings, change of routine, out with the old in with the new. I don't embrace all that. Curmudgeon. Go to bed at 10, wake up the next morning, same ol' same ol', but.....

....I go to the beach. Often. Year round. More frequently in the off-seasons rather than summer. I love to find the beach empty especially at low tide. It is a gift. I think about the foot and paw prints erased by the outgoing tide. I find a piece of seaglass tossed ashore by waves-it wasn't there the day before. I think about the sands that shift, the organic and man-made flotsam that goes in and out, the renewal of the beach upon each visit. Again and again I find the beach, the ocean, my muse and my reminder that each day is fresh and new and can be an impetus for change, significant or inconsequential.

Better Nothing Than Almost's image indicates that I'm not the only one who finds renewal in the beauty of the beach, ocean, and fresh air.

Susan of Happy No Ears

looking ahead

looking ahead by better nothing than almost

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Thank you Susan for musing with us today! If you'd like to know more about Susan, be sure to visit her at Happy No Ears. If you would like to muse with us as a guest, email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail.com


Friday, December 2, 2011

on gratitude


As November began this year, I resolved to re-dedicate myself to an old ritual that I had let fall by the wayside – practicing daily gratitude. I thought this gratitude practice would help me manage the stress of my daily life, filled with brimming-over work commitments, by helping me re-focus my attention (even for just some brief moment) on all that I have in my life. I decided to take a photo each day of November of something for which I was grateful. I also chose to make this gratitude project easy and do-able, meaning I was going to allow myself to take each and every gratitude photograph with my iPhone. Yes, I gave myself permission to not have to use my big dSLR, to not be bogged down by post-processing, to not be perfect. And I have to say, I’m grateful for this gratitude project.

Practicing daily gratitude has been a gift to myself. It has been a true gift to stop and take a breath, a moment to reflect, and snap a photo of something that has brought me joy each day. This practice has allowed me to see the parts of my life, big and small, that fill me up, that make me smile, that bring me peace. The content of my photographs and the images that are filled with my gratitude this month range from my sweet Labrador Retrievers to my favorite pie being made by my partner. They include shots of peel-apart photographs from my “new” Polaroid camera as well as a salty margarita. There are moments of rest on the sofa and of capturing the sun on my face. And all of them, so full of gratitude.

 It’s also been a gift to see all the images in the Mortal Muses Flickr pool capturing moments of gratitude. One of my favorites was shot by Libertad Leal in Venezuela. I simply love the openness of this photograph as well as the light and that gorgeous flare!

 Thank you, Mortal Muses, for letting me re-focus again on gratitude. Another gift to add to this list. This daily gratitude thing is just so good…I just might keep it up.

 xoxo,
Meghan of Life Refocused

Grateful

Grateful by Libertad Leal

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Thank you Meghan for musing with us today! You can see all of Meghan’s photos from her gratitude project on her Flickr page here. If you would like to muse with us as a guest,
email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail.com

Friday, November 4, 2011

magical light


In my book, all light is pretty fantastic as it touches our lives in such magical ways.  It greets us at at our birth and each morning when we wake.  It dances across our carpets and throws shadows upon our walls. Light hums soft melodies in woodland sanctuaries, murmurs patterned chords across the lake, and claps vibrant encores upon city spires.  It sweeps the fog from valley hollows and runs down surrounding hills like a wave upon the sand.  It paints a colorful autumn canvas and sprinkles glitter on freshly fallen snow.  Light illuminates our daily paths, and finally, each evening creates a spectacle to celebrate the close of day.

As photographers, we stalk this magic - this light.  We scope out mountain vistas, forest nooks, and dimly lit city streets.  We lie in wait, little black boxes and tripods at the ready.  The light arrives evaporating darkness; revealing color, form, pattern, and texture.  It stages a theater of many moods and acts.  We watch enamored, we click… and click again.  Light fantastic.  It is a magical gift for photographers.  It is our inspiration and true subject.

Marianna captured an amazing bit of magic in her piece, Light Catchers!

Anna of Alchemy of Art 

light catchers

light catchers by marianna a.
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Thank you Anna for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Anna, be sure to visit her at Alchemy of Art. Also, if you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail.com.

Friday, October 7, 2011

surrounded by inspiration



My aim in every photo is to capture that feeling you get when you hold the hand of the one you're meant to be with, make your baby giggle like no one else can and bring together those you love. That also happens to be the tag line for my business as well as the foundation behind my belief that photography has the power to move people.


Family and memories are my inspiration. There is a photo my mother took of my sister and I that inspired me to want to get the same thing of my two daughters. Not only does it remind me of the love I have for my sister, but it makes me proud to see the love between my girls. My favorite images of my family aren't of ones where we are all dressed up and everyone is smiling perfectly into the camera. My favorite images are the everyday moments that remind me that soon my baby won't be crawling, she'll be walking, and the quiet moments, when I'm appreciating being able to stay at home with them.


I'm inspired by good styling and design, whether it be in fashion, a great card or graphic, or a beautiful home. I could browse ETSY and Pinterest for days and a simple baby hat or funky girls' stockings can get me excited at the possibility of using it to highlight a family's style and personality. I couldn't tell you exactly if I'm vintage, modern, whimsical, classic, or any other adjective...I love it all. Anyone else spend way too much time examining the styling for a JCREW catalogs, Martha Stewart, Williams Sonoma, and Bon Appétit? Good me too and for the record I buy Vanity Fair purely for the PHOTOS!

I also love to plan and host get-togethers that include copious amounts of decorating and cooking. I find creativity in the women around me and this drives me to take photographs paying special attention to details capturing the hard work that these women, moms, wedding/event planners and designers have put into creating the perfect event. All of these inspirations lead me back to creating special moments for everyone to remember.



Thank you Jackie for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Jackie, be sure to visit her at Jackie Culmer Photography. Also, if you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail.com.

Friday, September 9, 2011

capturing faces


I have this theory. I believe that, in general, people are either people-shooters or thing-shooters. Are you good at shooting moving objects? Are people your thing? If so, I envy you and your talent. See, I'm a thing-shooter. I prefer inanimate objects. I like being able to take my time to consider and compose my shot. I like to check out the light, figure out my objective, and then shoot the same frame with different settings. Shift the objects around a little, shift my perspective a little, and shoot again. All of this is easy to do when the thing itself is not moving. You see, I am a thing-shooter.

But faces... faces are always changing, always shifting. What you see in one instant may be gone in the next. And, in most cases, it's not even the look a person gives you that tells you the most about her. It's the one in the split-second right before or right after that shows her true nature. You people-shooter types probably already knew this in one way or another, subconsciously or not. But for this thing-shooter, it's when I've caught one of these moments that I feel I've got a real gem.

So, my daughter has taken to posing for me lately. You know, with a hand on her hip or a silly expression on her face. On the day of this shot, she was posing with one of those noodle floaters. And as she was transitioning from one self-satisfied expression to another, I managed to catch this gem. I love it because it's one of her classic looks but one we don't see on film very much: a little mischievous, a little amused with herself, and a whole lot like her mother.

Similarly, I was drawn to this image by mamadunk for that sense of a fleeting moment, captured in time. You can't help but wonder what she is thinking about. What, I wonder, must have happened just before to make her pull this face? There's a sly look about this little girl that I recognize and I see a real promise of spunk.  I'd love to see these two young ladies get a chance one day to meet and play. Don't you think they'd have a grand old time?

Thank you, muses, for having me over for a visit!
Mae at Here in This House

Devlin

Devlin by mama dunk
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Thank you Mae for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Mae, be sure to visit her at Here in This House. Also, if you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail.com.

Friday, August 12, 2011

just the two of us

"Just the two of us. We're in it together. The pleasure will be ours alone. For the rest of our lives." Mark Helprin

From an early age we seek various forms of companionship. Two people - whether spouses, siblings, best friends, parents and children, or even pets and owners, can form an everlasting bond. While groups and communities are wonderful, sometimes all we need is that one person to make us laugh, provide a shoulder to lean on, and make us feel needed.

While watching the sunset recently, I admired this older couple strolling hand in hand along the shore. There is no way of knowing whether they met a week ago or 50 years ago, but you could tell the two of them shared a special and tender connection. I love the way this photo by DocUNC so beautiful displays that feeling of comfort shared between two people.

Chelsea of Hearts and Scars
~218/365~
~218/365~ by DocUNC
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Thank you Chelsea for guest musing with us today. If you'd like to know more about Chelsea, be sure to visit her at Hearts and Scars. Also, if you are interested in a future guest muse role, please email us at mortalmuses9 [at] gmail.com.

Friday, July 15, 2011

muse university - creative cropping

Creative Cropping
 by Gilly Walker

The world just does not fit conveniently into the format of a 35mm camera. ~W. Eugene Smith

Something I’ve noticed while teaching photography workshops is that a lot of people never think about cropping their images and don’t realise what a difference it can make. A very ordinary photo can be transformed with a judicious crop, and a good one can be made even better.

I know there are plenty of purists out there who announce with great pride that they ‘never crop’ but I believe they’re missing a trick. If you adopt this view then you’re limiting yourself to the picture aspect ratio your camera happens to have, whether that’s 4:3, 3:2, 16:9, or something else. Just because the camera you have won’t shoot in square or letterbox format, why should you let that stop you creating your photo in that shape? My view has always been that the camera is there to serve you and not vice versa.

Another problem with never cropping is that you only see about 95% of what you’re actually shootingthrough the viewfinder, so it’s going to be very difficult to frame everything so precisely that no cropping at all is needed. There is one big downside to cropping of course – you lose pixels when you crop and a dramatic crop will restrict the size of print you’re able to produce. But most recently manufactured cameras have more than enough pixels to be able to spare a few to the cutting floor and will still give you nice big prints.

Cropping to remove distractions

This is the most common way to use a crop – simply to eliminate parts of your photo that are unnecessary or distracting. The trick of producing good photos is to simplify as much as possible and only include those things that actually help you say what you want to say. There’s no point in keeping any part of the picture unless it contributes to the whole effect. I was happy with the following image except for the fact that the area to the left was distracting, ugly, and unnecessary. Because I could safely lose a little of the right hand side too, I cropped it into a square, taking a bit off the top as well to get rid of some of the boring black shadow.



Cropping to improve composition

If your composition isn’t quite working, cropping can do a lot to improve things (although obviously it’s better if you can get it right when you take the shot). The following image was OK, but when I took it I hadn’t noticed the way the telephone pole was sticking up right in the centre of it—to me it just didn’t look right and spoiled an otherwise decent shot.


I tried three different crops to solve the problem, all of which worked pretty well. In the first, I changed
the crop to a square, which had the effect of moving the pole onto a third (as in the Rule of Thirds) and
giving a better balance. In the second, I cropped to a letterbox shape which chopped the top of the pole
and the sky off so that it became much less noticeable. In a third version I cropped the house out entirely
to both solve the problem and create a more abstract look. The resulting images all have quite a different
feel about them.




Cropping creatively

Sometimes your image might not have anything particularly wrong with it, but by radically cropping it into different shapes, you can give it a completely different feel or a stronger impact. The following photo is fine as far as it goes, but it’s a bit weak. There’s too much sky and a little too much water and neither of them are interesting enough to hold your attention.


After I cropped it into a panorama shape, it looked loads better—it divides it into three horizontal bands
and puts the attention firmly on the shapes of the sails against the dark background.



Sometimes you can find pictures within pictures. In the following example, I’ve cropped so radically that
I’m not left with enough pixels and the image is a bit too soft for printing out, but I’ve included it because
it lets you see the possibilities. Also, if I’d had the camera I now own (which has double the pixel count), it
would have worked much better. By cropping out most of the picture, I’ve drawn attention to the vibrant
colours of the buildings and you now notice the little chimney pot with plants growing out of it. This is the
picture I would have taken had I seen it at the time. I’ve drawn a white box round the area of the crop so
that you can see just how much of the image has been cropped away.



Some images lend themselves to a wide variety of crops—this one is one of them. The first picture is the
original size:


My first thought was to get rid of the wisps of cloud at the top, which drew attention away from the
figure, so I cropped it into a letterbox shape. This is the crop that I feel works best out of the following
options.


But I could also have changed it to a square:


And a wide, very shallow crop makes it suitable for a website or blog banner, with space in the sky or on
the sand for text:


Or I could have cropped right in close to the figure:


And then, when I was playing around with producing book covers for a course I was studying, I cropped it
portrait style and added text:


How to Crop

Cropping’s pretty straightforward if you just want to do it by eye—in Photoshop Elements just click the
crop tool, then select No Restriction from the drop down menu and draw the crop out with your mouse to
whatever size and shape looks right. But you can also crop to a specific size—just select a size from the
drop down menu, or enter the dimensions you want in the Width and Height boxes, then add the resolution
you want in the Resolution box. (For web use, 72 is fine for resolution; for printing, you should aim
for about 200-300.) This is really useful when you want to crop two photos to the same size.


If you want to crop into a square, hold the Shift key down, then draw out your crop with the mouse, then
release the Shift key—it will keep your crop in a square shape if you do this.

Using L-shapes to find your crop

Although you can use Photoshop or a similar editing programme to experiment with cropping, I find that
the most effective way to see what can be done is to print your photo out and use a set of L-shapes to try
out the possibilities. Just cut two L-shapes out of black card—you can use white but black tends to work
best—as in the picture below. Then move them around and see how many new images you can create
out of your original. We sometimes do this in groups in my classes—we take one person’s print and the
others all experiment to see what effect different crops would make. The owner of the print is often surprised
and sometimes delighted at what the others come up with.



Other options

There are plenty of other options when it comes to cropping. You can crop to a circle, a diamond, a triangle,
or any other shape you want (using the Cookie Cutter tool in Elements). This is great for something
like scrapbooking, but it can look a bit gimmicky if used for a straight photo. But don’t be put off trying—
you never know when it might work, and who made the rule that photos have to be rectangular?. And it
could be fun to go out shooting photos with the idea in mind of cropping them to , say, a triangle shape—
that would definitely get you looking at the world a bit differently.

Why not take a new look at your old photos and see what other pictures are hiding in there, or if there are
images you’ve discarded that could be given a new lease of life?

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