It only takes a whisper of rustling wind to diffuse the sharp colour of an autumn morning. It gave the leaves a translucent blurry feel to them. I took this photo last Saturday morning while walking amongst the large colourful maples on the grounds of the Lieutenant Governor's estate in Fredericton. The trees were just ablaze, peaking in their brilliant reds, oranges and yellows......the sun was tickling the tips of the leaves and sending rays down in between the strong branches. Picture perfect.
I looked up while standing under this mightly maple with a trunk so wide I couldn't get my arms around it and saw the light dance in colour. Knowing the wind had stirred up and the chance of capturing the picture I originally had in my imagination, I decided I'd see what would it look like with a little wind to lift. It turned out to be one of my favourite shots that morning.
Sometimes the best shots are the ones you initially consider deleting because they aren't in complete focus. We are sticklers for perfection..........looking for the gotcha photo. How often does that happen?? RARELY! What a small window of creativity we allow ourselves if perfection is our goal. Life is rarely in focus, so why should all slices of life captured through a lens be sharp, balanced and frame-worthy?
Light and movement allows colour and shade to bleed together and blend into an impressionistic softening blur......offering us a gazing gift of beauty we may not have experienced if we only ever strive for perfection.
This week's thematic photography prompt is blur............For more interesting impressions, check out Carmi's corner of the blogworld.
2 comments:
You're absolutely right Dana. we are always striving for perfection when nothing and no-one is perfect. Why do we always try to reach the unattainable I wonder? Doing so means always setting ourselves up for disappointment.
That is a beautiful picture, perfect or not.
Lovely. Perfectly lovely.
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