The sunlight has struggled between the leafy branches of the river birch and sifts down into the little teapot holding feverfew blossoms, crossing over each blossom with the shadow of another to reach the darkness of the leaves below.
Originally, I thought this would be a great straight black and white shot because of the contrast in the lights and darks and the abstract shapes it created. I don’t like the way my camera captures black and white, so I take the color photo into Photoshop and desaturate it because that captures more levels of gray.
But that one just fell absolutely flat for me—losing the lighter tone of the yellow created too many dark areas. So I tried one that was desaturated, but only to about 75%, and that is the one you see at the top. It’s just right.
Below is the original color version, which I like as well. In any case, the light traverses a tangled path.
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So, so beautiful, Bernadette. The first paragraph is very poetic. Every time I read it, it gets better. The photograph is stunning!
September 23, 2014 at 10:26 pm