Saturday, March 14, 2015

Being there


Watching the budding photographers find their way through the viewfinder is a pleasurable experience. I know they are looking for colour and spectacle. They can find it without the camera, but the camera can guide them. At least it gets them out there. I watch with interest at their reactions. It becomes all too much for them. They are failing.
"Put your camera down and just look." I call. They do. Its as though they might have missed it.

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