Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Friday, March 30, 2012

mosaic muse {music}

1. Day 164/365, 2. parting song, 3. July 2, 2011-...and the Band Played On, 4. musical ghosts, 5. A Siren Amongst Many, 6. Tuned In, 7. Jazz , 8. february 9., 9. Light Outline, 10. Cartagena, Colombia, 11. One, 12. Worshipping Kasabian, Cardiff 09, 13. 10.12.11 - Music and Violin, 14. more guitar hero, 15. day 29/1.29.12, 16. The piano

As you can see from this week's mosaic, we all love music in lots of different forms. It takes on all kinds of special meanings for each of us! Go visit each of the featured photographers by clicking on the numbered link below the mosaic. If you see something you love, you've found yourself a great new contact! Let them know you love it in the comments!

What's your interpretation of music? Share your favorite music shots with us by using the linky tool below, which will be open until Sunday evening. We'll pick one winner at random from those of you who link up to win a spot in Darrah Parker's Slice of Life class. For more information on the class, click here. And please feel free to use the mosaic muse button on your blogs as you link up.


Mosaic Muse



Have a photorific weekend!
-Cara of CaraRosePhotos


Thursday, March 29, 2012

music and photography


I’ve been intrigued lately with connections between music and photography. It’s well-known that Ansel Adams had to make a choice, early in life, between a career as a concert pianist or a photographer. He chose photography, but his musical background shows in a much-quoted line from him comparing a negative to the score and a print to the performance. Edward Weston said that he knew he’d got things right photographically when he heard a Bach fugue in his head; for Minor White, it was Bartok.

There are many other types of artists, too, who saw their art in terms of music: Whistler, with his ‘Nocturne’ series of paintings, and Goethe, with his view that architecture is ‘frozen music’. (I love that last one – I sometimes look at a building and wonder how it would sound.) And many well-known musicians have produced equally impressive visual art: for example, Jimi Hendrix, Berni Taupin, Bob Dylan, Freddie Mercury, Janis Joplin, Leonard Cohen, Miles Davis and Kurt Cobain are or were all talented painters.

There are obviously some big differences between music and photography – the most obvious one is that music takes place over time, while photography concentrates on one moment. But there are some strong similarities too. The range of light to shade in a photo is like the range of high and low notes in a piece of music, and good photographs almost always have rhythm and repetition in them, just like music. You could even see the subject of your photo as the melody and the background as being like the underlying structure of the music, which isn't noticed so much but which is needed to support and enrich it.

Music can be said to have colour and feeling, just like photography, and if you’re into physics, sound waves and light waves behave in similar ways. And importantly, both music and photography are a mixture of the technical and the artistic. While a photographer or musician needs to master their camera or instrument in order to produce good work, a perfectly played piece can leave you unmoved, just as a technically perfect image can be empty and soulless.

If your photos were music, how would they sound?

Nowhere does the idea of architecture as frozen music seem more appropriate to me than inside a cathedral, with its rhythms and patterns of light and dark. And in Cathy MCC's image below, music came along in the most unexpected of places when she spotted this dried-up grass in the shape of a treble clef.

gilly of the camera points both ways

music everywhere
music everywhere by cathy mcc

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

the mood of music


As I've been reflecting on music these past few weeks, I've come to notice how much music shapes my mood, and likely the mood of anyone within earshot. I love when an old favorite comes on the radio when I'm driving, and if it's nice weather, I will roll down the windows, crank the volume, and sing my (can't-carry-a-tune) heart out. Those moments make me feel so happy, so alive. I'm also that girl who, when I need a good cry, looks for my "sad music" on my iPod or amongst my CD collection. Elton John's "Sorry Seems to Be The Hardest Word" gets me every time.

I also love going out to hear live music. Seeing music performed brings the experience to an entirely different level and has a mood all of its own. Look at the intensity in the accordion player's face...I can feel emotion spilling off of him as he sings and plays. Where music, in general, fills your sense of hearing, watching live music allows for more senses to be filled, creating that much more mood from the music.

This music photo by PictureHappySue so strongly conveys a specific mood. I adore it (and it has that vintage-vibe you know I love). I can feel a somberness, with the old record playing, maybe a favorite song of long-lost love, and the rain coming down making it's own rhythm on the window. Yeah, music is full with mood.

Meghan of Life Refocused

rain music 
rain music by PictureHappySue
 

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

wailing in the breezes


I adore music and all it has to offer. Music is a immediate mood changer, a complete spirit lifter. I couldn't even think of doing this post, without thinking of the music of Bob Marley. I remember when I was a little girl, visiting my aunt in Jamaica. My aunts kitchen was always buzzing with stories, pots of rice and peas, and Bob Marley on the radio, serenading each one of us. No matter how low the sound of the radio was, his message of peace, reached our hearts.

To this day, I remember waking to my aunts neighbor, singing, as he picking breadfruit from his tree. It was a Saturday morning, and I woke out of my sleep to hear an amazing wailing in the breezes to Fadda Bob's, "No woman, No Cry". It was one of the most beautiful things,  I have ever heard. Music allows me to go back to that day in my childhood, as often as I would like.  

As a teenager, I must have popped three Bob Marley cassette tapes, I played them so much. These days his words inspire me on my ipod. His voice reminds me where I come from, and that there will be good and bad days. Music does that. I think that's why I love fro's  photo so much. It reminded me of those days where I put the cassette in the deck, and it was all love. 

"One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain."
Bob Marley



One love,
Christina {soul aperture}

{day 71} music is what feelings sound like
{day 71} music is what feelings sound like by fro

Monday, March 26, 2012

rockstars and press passes

I never thought about what would happen if I combined two of the things I loved most in my life photography and music. Growing up its the only thing I ever wanted to do, capture moments and listen to really good music preferably at the same time. It wasn't as if I thought that one was mutually exclusive from the other I just could never envision trying to interpret music with my camera. When I go to a concert I am all about hands over my head closing my eyes and jumping up and down until I can not feel my feet underneath me. Some people like handbags I'd rather buy good concert seats. Some people like booze I find a a good riff to be equally intoxicating. That's what I love so much about music it changes how you feel. I could not imagine trying to harness that feeling within the confines of a box with a mirror and a lens.

Last fall I was granted a press pass to photograph two bands I would gladly eat mac and cheese for a month to see play live, Duran Duran and Foo Fighters.



Equally unnerving I had to completely remove myself as a spectator and think along the lines of a photo journalist. It was one of the most challenging jobs I have done and absolutely one of the most fulfilling. When you shoot a concert you typically get the first three songs, that's it. You get in get your shots off and get out. The bands don't pose. If you are lucky they will give you your "Kodak Moment" but don't hold your breath they are there for the thousands of fans where you have just placed yourself squarely in between. You work fast there is no time to think or play around with settings, do that during the opening act.  Did I mention its dark? There is little or no available light. You are lucky if you catch a good strobe.


Low light and fast moving musicians was my biggest challenge. Opening band Cage the Elephant was especially tricky. The lead singer reminiscent of the late Kurt Cobain would run full speed stopping short of jumping right off the stage. He thrashed back and forth whipping himself into a frenzy keeping a step ahead of the chasing strobes. All I wanted was to capture that quintessential rock star maneuver, the head bang. My neck hurts just thinking about it.

rock on!
Lindsey aka modchik

When I came across  and was drawn to the softness of the light and how it shone through the girls ringlets and reflected off her long fingers. I imagined her playing a controlled classical piece in perfect tempo. A completely different performance photograph with equally stunning results.

auld lang syne auld lang syne by mapleeye

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

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

fingertips

Flute 8 RS
I wish someone told me, when I was younger, how cool it was to play an instrument. Growing up, I took piano lessons from a retired woman in my neighborhood. I was convinced that people only played the piano in churches...it was not cool. Interestingly enough, I didn't consider the cool factor when I entered middle school and decided to play the flute...in our school band (no, not marching band, but still). Had I only known then what I know now, I would have practiced more...appreciated more...listened more.

Years later and I haven't touched my flute or the piano (other than to take a photograph). However, I'm always mesmerized when I watch a musician put their fingertips to work. There's something about their energy that inspires me. For example, when I look at Leanne@123's photo below, I imagine what this musician must have been playing at the time she took the photo. Whether they were playing rock, country or soul, my hips start moving. In fact...now that I think about it, I kind of want to dance.

Will you join me?
Ashley of Ramblings and Photos
B&W guitar
B&W Guitar by Leanne@123

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

the music room


My father-in-law is a violinist. He shares his music with large audiences, on the radio, in church, with pupils and friends, in small groups and big ones. But I love it the most when he practises in his music room, surrounded by his instruments, music and paraphernalia. Hearing him playing without any accompaniment, not performing or practising, just messing around for the fun of it (he likes to play "Day Tripper" and other Beatles songs when he thinks no-one is listening), makes me smile. And even though he's a professor he still insists on casually calling his violin a "fiddle". Which is what makes me love it even more!

It's lovely to see mthoodmama (Barbara)'s daughter also share her love of singing. Are there other people in the room listening, or singing along? As long as she enjoys making music, that's the important thing.

kirstin of fleeting moments.


Christmas Songs

Christmas Songs by mthoodmama (Barbara)

Monday, March 5, 2012

and the next theme is...MUSIC

Do you love music as much or more than photography?


Photography makes my heart sing by Libertad Leal

everyone needs it by Anna Gay
Maybe it is your favorite musicians, 



{music maker} by tolly p


or the music you dance to, 


“Dance for yourself, if someone understands good...” by photos=happiness
or for the memories it brings back to you,



"was i miserable because..." by anniebluesky

or just the challenge of shooting live musicians or the excitement of a live performance.



Whatever it is, we look forward to seeing your MUSIC photos in our Flickr pool.


And remember to join us tomorrow when we start musing on Charm -  as always, on the last day of the theme we'll be holding our usual linky party where you can add your own links and show us how you've interpreted Charm.


happy snapping,
cara of cararosephotos