You Think I Would Learn

OK, so as I talked about in my last post about always being prepared. Making sure you carry your camera everywhere. You never know when you'll find a descent shot. You think I would have learned something, but turns out I have a long way to go. So What brought me to this ramble and somewhat didactic speech you might wonder? Well I'll begin from the beginning.

I woke up this morning to a beautiful day. The sun was shining, and I would have sworn I heard birds chirping. It was a warm pleasant day. No need for a coat right? So I head up to campus a little before noon with light jacket (and when I say light I mean like structured suit jacket). By 4:15 when I exited my class for the day, it was a freaking blizzard. The wind was blowing and snowflakes the size of pennies where sheeting down. I could barely see what was in front of me. Snowflakes encompassed every square inch of me, from my pants up my shirt to my eyelashes. Anyways, there was no way I was going to walk home in this without so much as hood, so I decided to wait it out. Two hours later I headed back home.

Now this is where the regret begins. The atmosphere was absolutely beautiful. I can't even describe it. The sky was gray, except where the sun was setting. The clouds had parted, and the sun was setting through them. The sky over there was gold and pink. It reflected off of the white frost trees, giving them a soft yellow and pink glow. It was picture perfect, and did I have my camera? No... I was kicking myself the entire way home. Well maybe now I'll have learned my lesson... Only time will tell.

Unexpected Instances

The thing about photography is you never really know when you'll see something absolutely splendid, something that you know you have to document. That is why one should always be prepared, taking their camera with them everywhere they go. Unfortunately, and although I've missed dozens of shot, have yet to learn this valuable and crucial lesson. So there I was driving home for the weekend when I saw it. Just a few miles from my hometown sat a dilapidated brick home, which was in the process of being knocked down. Apparently they let the fire department use it as practice, for it was charred and burnt in places, had no roof, and some brick and windows were knocked down in various places. As I drove by that very spot I knew I needed to find someone and get some portraits taken there. I called a young woman I know in high school who lives near me and we went out there the next day. As I mentioned above, I was not prepared. I didn't even bring any of my cameras home because I knew I would be there for only a few days. Luckily my dad has a great camera, unluckily though I was unfamiliar with it. Before we went out he gave me a quick run down of how it works and I was off. The setting was perfect, I was surprised that their was no trespassing signs or caution tape blocking our way. I really thought once we got their we wouldn't be able to take any pictures. Although I did have a few technical difficulties with the camera a lot of the pictures turned out great. The girl in them was amazing and just looked great in the environment. Thanks to my dad and my friend, I was able to get some excellent shots.