Magic Touch
“If you take a picture of a child and you like it it’s a snap shot, if your neighbor truly likes it it’s a picture but if the world likes it it’s a photograph.”
This is a world class photograph. What joy, what fun, what can one say except I love this image? The child is so genuine in her joy that this universal image can be related too by anyone. You can almost hear her child’s giggle as she attempts to hole each ethereal globe in her hand.
The composition has allowed a little extra room from the right hand frame for the bubbles to float into. The dappled background is dark enough to let the highlights of the floating spheres to standout. I think the child is a little soft but this does not detract from the overall feel of the shot.
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June 12th, 2008 at 11:24 am
SWEET SURPRISE!
I was so thrilled to hear you say the softness was all right. I almost tossed it because of it, I almost did not send it to you either. I did not have the heart to throw it out though. So off to you it went. ☺ sooo glad! This is one of my more needy images for a critique. I cropped in closer for the subject matter (the burst) for a more focal point of capture. But this softened it even more. So I did some line drawing on her eyes for a little bit sharper look to try and save it, with my WACOME. I suppose I could have done that with traditional dark room B&W spotting ink for B&W traditional paper as well, if I still did that process, I also did some burning in that I did around the background, where you see the bubble, to help it come forward more. I used the burning tool in Photoshop. Thank JIM!!!!!
June 12th, 2008 at 11:34 am
I forgot to mention where I took this L.O.L. A candid shot I took at a Renaissance fair at Lake Casitas california Mothers Day weekend. My husband and I camp over for the weekend allowing for some wonderful opportunities. I play as a sixteenth century Gypsy and I sell some of my hand painted items such as wine glasses, and hand painted feathers.
I am not sure who was having more fun me or her.