AAA – African Art & Affect

Affect is a psychological term that refers to the feelings and emotions that are seen when we observe another person. People reflect what they are feeling inside and we can see those feelings through careful observation of their nonverbal behavior.

I am thinking outside the psychological box today and reflecting on how the images we capture with our cameras elicit different emotions in our viewers when we take them from different perspectives. We can capture the “affect” of people in portraits but we can also “create” affect in inanimate objects by altering our perspective in relationship to the object.

Last February the Naples Botanical Gardens had an exhibit of African art. This piece is titled Seduction and was created by Joe Mutasa.

Seduction, by Joe Mutasa, Zimbabwe; Medium: Springstone

How we perceive her seductive nature is very different in this first photo than what we see in the second photo taken from the front. The drastic difference wasn’t evident to me until I was editing the photos.

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I have found that moving slightly to the right or left when photographing a path or road can make a dramatic difference in the feeling elicited when viewing the image. I usually take several macro photos of the same flower and find that moving just a fraction of an inch up or down creates an entirely different emotional tone in the final image.

I am still at the beginning of the very long photography learning curve and this African Art increased my awareness of how much the emotion elicited by my photography is determined by how I frame my subject matter. Taking pictures is great fun but I have as much fun editing and choosing which images to use to convey what I want viewers to experience.

We would love to see what your brain sees when you think of the letter A. You can join Frizz’s Challenge at:

http://flickrcomments.wordpress.com/2013/07/04/aaa-challenge-4/

 

Tagged Z: Zebra Butterfly

Ah, we made it through the alphabet and it was a marvelous trip. Frizz posted his version of zebra and here is mine.

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To see what others came up for their final post on this series of A-Z, go to:

http://flickrcomments.wordpress.com/2013/06/25/tagged-z/

 

Tagged Y: Yesterday

Day before yesterday I thought of this “Y” but that was a busy day. Yesterday was our “Wandering Photographers” morning and then I took a loooonnnnng nap after we returned. Isn’t it amazing how quickly the yesterdays pile up. Somewhere in our 40’s we realize that we have more yesterdays than we have tomorrows. We shift from thinking about how long we have been alive to wondering how long we have to live. We begin to wonder if time is running out.

Good morning, Evening Primrose. Yesterday was your day.

Good morning, Evening Primrose. Yesterday was your day.

One of the advantages of having a lot of yesterdays, is that I have a lot of memories. Not that I live in the past – it’s just that so many things trigger memories of things I’ve done, places I’ve been, experiences I’ve had. My memories are good company in my quiet moments, bringing a smile to my face and a giggle to my soul.

Good morning, New Dawn Rose.

Good morning, New Dawn Rose.

I am ready to face a new day while hanging on to my yesterdays. Not all of them were good yesterdays, but I think I’ve forgiven those who have made yesterdays painful. I’ve also forgiven myself for the mistakes I made in the long ago yesterdays. I wish I could say I would do things differently if I were given another chance – but I don’t think I would. I did the best I could, with who I was, and where I was at the time. I was “good enough”. Now I have things to do with my new day.

Good morning, sunshine.

Good morning, sunshine.

Good morning sun. Thank you for a wonderful yesterday.

And thank you Frizz for another week of challenges. To see more “Y” interpretations go to:

http://flickrcomments.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/tagged-y/

tagged x: Xanadu

The dictionary defines Xanadu as an idyllic, beautiful place. There really isn’t a place named Xanadu – I don’t think. The word comes from the poem Kubla Khan by Samuel T. Coleridge.

That means that we can make any place our own Xanadu. It is that place that we find idyllic and beautiful. It is our ideal get-away place.

Morning Light

Morning Light

I spent some time thinking about what images of real places would best convey my Xanadu. There are many but when I think of the beautiful places I have been, it is hard to remember specifics. What I remember is how the space made me feel. I remember smells and temperatures and smiling. I think my Xanadu is carried around within me and is triggered by all things beautiful. And my best Xanadu time is morning when the sun is coming up to greet a new day, after a good night’s rest has healed body pain and my mind is alert. All that and a hot cup of joe can make any place my Xanadu.

Here is the link to see what others are doing for the letter X – or maybe you want to put on your thinking cap and join the fun.

Tagged W: Whatever

Last week I had a hard time coming up with a post for “U”, this week I’m having trouble because I have too many things I want to post. Whatever is a Woman to do?

My first thought was to use the Windows I’ve taken recently – Windows begin with W but didn’t feel very exciting. There were other problems, too.

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This is an interesting widow that we can see into – don’t worry it is a museum not a person’s house. But yesterday I was reading about Lady Godiva and Peeking Tom from Coventry England. Peeking into this window spooked me out a little even though Tom was peeking out from his shutters ┬áto see what he could see as our fair Lady rode naked on a White steed. I hope Adam’s owner doesn’t get any ideas.

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These windows are in the pavilion up on the hill in one of our parks. It is a big pavilion and it has a Frank Lloyd Wright feel. Wright Windows should get me double points but I don’t know if these are really windows because there isn’t glass in them. Can we compromise at 1.5 points? But you can see why I’m conflicted about using these windows.

I decided to think about it as I was taking my morning walk, and what should I see… but a robin finding a Worm (look closely and you’ll see it).

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Didn’t Elmer Fudd say wobin? That would also give me double points – a Wobin with a Worm. Then I decided this wasn’t a good choice because yesterday I posted about my “I’m going to eat worms and die and then you will be sorry” day on Sunday. I didn’t want anyone to think I was stalking this poor Wobin to steal its Worm for my pity party.

I have one more idea: Wool as in Wool socks!

What is Wrong with this picture?

What is Wrong with this picture?

Hubby walks by my reading room. “What’s you doing?” “Taking pictures of my feet.” “You are bored and need a life.” No, I’m not bored because I’m taking photographs. How can a person be bored with a camera in their hands?

Well, actually what I need to do is finish the other sock. I have it started…

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but had put it away for a year or so. I’ve been working on it a little during the past few day but boy those are little knitting needles and I am about as graceful with them as I am with chopsticks. I’m getting back in the groove but these stitches are soooooo small and it takes a long time to see progress. And when I get this second sock done, I have yarn for another pair.

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I still don’t know which set of photos to use for my W so I think I’ll sleep on it and, like Scarlet O’Hara, deal with it tomorrow. When I Waken I’ll know Whatever one I use Will be Wonderful!

For more Wonderful W’s, Waggle your Wazoo over to Frizz’s post and hear his Wazoo and guitar while you click on some links.

http://flickrcomments.wordpress.com/2013/06/04/tagged-w/