This is my last image taken in Maribor. All in all I can say is, that I was surprised by how lovely this small city is. Maribor is actually not far from home, but it is in that unfortunate zone that is a little bit too far to drive there for a coffee, but on the other hand so near that most of the time we drive by to another destination. It shares that fate with Udine or Ljubljana. The question is always: “Why not drive a little bit further and down to the sea?”. Well, this time we didn’t and I’m glad about it 🙂
I have no idea what they do when suddenly rain comes falling, but I found the idea of having that furniture out on the street pretty charming 🙂
By the way, I’m writing this on March 8 and yesterday Adobe released new versions of ACR and Lightroom with full support for the E-M1 MkII (among others). Sweet! I can again choose from the Olympus camera profiles (like “Standard” or “Vivid”) as starting points.
Not long ago, during the Yugoslavian War, Rovinj was almost empty – shunned by tourists. Yes, this was 25 years ago (really? oh my!), but you wouldn’t believe it when you see it today.
This has been taken a bit off the night tracks. It’s one of the streets leading up to the church, and most people at that time of the evening are busy finding a table in one of the countless but hopelessly overcrowded restaurants.
A small twig with leaves on a white patch of paint on the street. I didn’t arrange that, I just saw it.
Some people do, but even if I don’t, it has nothing to do with purism at all. It’s not my thing. Photography is a meditative act for me, an act of seeing, not an act of arranging.
This is not good or bad. In the end both ways of photography are acts of creating. It’s just that I find one relaxing and the other tedious. Most of the time.
This is an almost certainly wrong statement. In a way all images lie, and the more a lens deviates from the “normal” range between 35 mm and 70 mm, the more the image lies. Here the equivalent focal length of 120 mm compresses the width of the street away, and it fabricates a connection between the woman most likely waiting for the bus and the circus tent far in the background.
There are “Sights” and there are sights. Today it’s about those lower case moments when you walk along the streets of a city and just feel the urge to take a photo.
It’s the mode of seeing that you are in when you are on home turf. You don’t try to depict a characteristic view of a place that you likely won’t return to, you try to depict the feeling of being where you are, regardless of where that is.
Whenever I am on vacation, I try to get a fair mix of the two. “Sights” are what you came for, sights are what let’s you feel relaxed. Skip them and you haven’t been there.
This image has been taken three minutes after yesterday’s. The sky may have been slightly darker if at all, the street lights had the same color. I could again have played off orange against blue, but with the strong light fall-off from top to bottom, I figured I would need more violent manipulations to make that image sing – if it could be brought to sing at all.
In that situation I normally go B&W. It’s easier, because when you raise extreme contrasts from shadowy corners, you often have to struggle with color casts. You can get the tonality that you crave for, but the colors betray you immediately. It’s not something that can’t be fixed, but for one it’s hard, and then, it may not even be worth it. There are scenes that cry for B&W, and in my opinion this is one of them.
If there is anything like a composition typical for me, this is probably it. You may have seen similar pictures over and again. If it’s not your thing, you must be annoyed by now. I can’t help it though. The moment I see such a scene, dying light caressing an old wall, I have to take a picture. It’s automatic.
If it’s not your thing, please come back tomorrow. There will be something different 🙂