The Art of Photography

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Photography is another way, beyond, yet complementing my writing, that I have found to express feelings, thoughts and discoveries. Each shoot is unique; each approach is a new, personal leap into a concept or an emotion, into closeness, or into freedom.


Top left clockwise: Sunset in Mallorca, Castellammare del Golfo, Lighthouse in Colonia di San Jordi, London, Paris, Sicily, Boat on the sea, rose, sunflower, primrose, stairs in Castellammare del Golfo, Ancient Theatre Sicily, Disney Paris, Cappadocia – Turkey, Dublin

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Photography Can be printed in photography paper with frame, acrylic, or canvas, You define the size and which photo on the email you will send to helenyg4@gmail.com The price is for printed photo in photograph paper, Another media consult.

€100.00

Science, Photography, Art, Expression : if you’re wondering what all these words have in common my answer would be ‘people’ – humans! The human understanding of how light and chemistry interact enabled inventors – human beings likeme and you– to create devices capable of capturing instants in time; recording them chemically in a sensitive film, or electronically using image sensor. If that’s the human science behind photography, where, then, is the art?

That derives from humans too: Before art, came feeling. The human feeling of the photographer’s sensibility – her need to capture an instant, the millisecond when light and action are perfectly syntonised, recording forever a meaningful moment passing in front her eyes. For a holiday ‘snapper’ it is a  moment, any moment that shows the event that occurred. For the artist it is the moment trusted by the universe to the custody of a thinking, human, photographer. A unique individual, who, by selecting the precise moment, may give the image a further significance, an interpretation, a personal approach where the instant is now a reflection, from both a personal and technical point of view of that photographer’s thoughts. The instant is no longer simply public, it has become private, singular, personal…and in so doing it reveals to an empathetic human; to a contemplative viewer, much about that photographer’s mind. 

Those with a vison beyond the scene, the story inside the moment, without fear to tell the tales they want to tell, are photographic artists. Annie Leibovitz, Dorothea Lange, Diane Arbus and others took the camera and transformed it intoa powerful messenger, conveying the pain, happiness and beauty hidden in our world.

Photography however, is not only art. There is a social and scientific role to the combination of art and velocity . Photo-journalists register actions, freezing them in time to our drive our understanding. Like the iconic photo of a young girl running from a napalm bomb, or when the International Space Station took images of our planet. There are more when you close in on the invisible world where only different lights present you to forms and information you are unable to see. 

Personally, photography is another way, beyond, yet complementing my writing, that I have found to express feelings, thoughts and discoveries. Each shoot is unique; each approach is a new, personal leap into a concept or an emotion, into closeness, or into freedom. Here you can find the images from my travels; images wheremyindividualperspectives are present, capturing not only the immaculate beauty of bright vistas but also the forgotten solitude in those darker corners of the world that I dared enter. Photos from my books Seasons of a Soul, and Turkey – West to Eastare here to let you experience both the allure of the seasons changing before  your eyes, and to travel to the unequivocal enchantment of a country like Turkey.

2 Replies to “The Art of Photography”

  1. Awesome! Inspiring for another insane writer who currently suffers writers block.
    Ever since I wrote a play at 14 and someone stole it just 10 min after I typed the end…
    My honors English teacher had edited this play and sent it to a publisher friend of hers who enthusiastically asked if he could publish it as a screenplay, not knowing the author was only 14 and in the 8th grade of middle school.
    I’ve written poems and great stuff for college assignments.
    Even a poem that inspired the song by Martina McBride called Anyway. I’m not going to dispute her or want it known even but I wrote that poem word for word except the last credenza, I song anyway, that she added. But I was in a psych ward being diagnosed bipolar with ptsd when I read that to my Dr and he asked to put it on the bulletin board for inspiration for others.
    So I’ve become a reclusive full time college student, which could be because it’s my outlet for my writing hunger. My next endeavor is to start a series of informative websites, lol, one will be called East Tx Trails the Hairy Tale of Foot. Bigfoot that is. He’s been seen all around my home, not by me, but I’ve smelled this God awful stench before outside when my mastiff started raising Kane then refused to go back outside, and he’s massive and brutal to predators of his domain. But something had him very spooked like a nervous chihuahua.
    Not to mention other crazy things I’d endured and lived through in my life, but my stories will come out as fiction because no one would believe it as truth.
    I admired your work and thank you for sharing publicly.
    Would you be ashamed to have your site referenced and a link to it on my sites? I’ll send you a link once I start working on them if your interested in the local East tx tales of sightings and scares by Bigfoot.
    My house is also sitting on a ley line and water line crossed causing a very strong vortex where dead phones with no service ring and connect a real call. And our house is full of ghosts, not seen but felt and other objects show they’re there, like curtains having faces appear in them or like impressions behind the curtains.
    I am not a crackpot. I almost finished two BAs in Business and Nonprofit Business mgmt until I fell ill. Now I’m attending Purdue Global for BA in Psychology and further a Masters in Counseling.
    My dream is to find and build a rehabilitation and recovery center in the middle of the worst area for recreational drugs in Texas I think. Too many lived one’s need help but refuse to admit they have a problem, I’m determined to find a way to bring them peace and relief. Along with my own demons and action packed past.
    Have you ever known someone to be kidnapped twice in their life in two different towns? I have. It was horrible the second time.
    I have lots to share but can’t get my thoughts synchronized. Could be the multiple personalities make it harder. Lol.
    I joke but I really live this crap. Time I did my own therapy and got it all out on paper and exorcise myself of all of it.
    Although Recovery truly have me a new lease on life with finding proper perspectives and forgiveness, for myself and all those I hated.
    So your prayers would be appreciated as I will pray for your success as I like your style. After only one chapter I feel a soul deep connection somehow and will continue to enjoy your work.
    Thank you and God bless…
    Sincerely,
    Sherron Woolf
    Blooming Rose Inc
    RoseofSherron@BloomingRose.info
    http://www.bloomingroseknows.WordPress.com

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