Sometimes rocks on a blue table are just rocks on a blue table.
I would love to think that everything that squirts out of my camera is art with a capitol "A." But I know better. Sometimes I shoot things because I like the color and sometimes because I like the shape and almost always when there's a beautiful person involved.
Udi asked me to review the Lensbaby Composer for his site: http://www.diyphotography.net So I did. He might not like the review. I was amazingly honest. And then, after dinner, I came back out and looked at this photograph and wondered if I would have gotten it with any other lens.
Don't know why I like this so much. I was out shooting test shots and I parked near a little crepe trailer a block off south Lamar. I walked over to the table, picked up a few rocks and put them down, played with the lens and shot them. Then I moved on. It was only a few minutes ago that I really looked at the image in earnest and decided I liked it. A lot. Interested how a brain works.
Sometimes there's no meaning in what we photograph. Just a juxtaposition of color and shape that seems to resonate with something deep down. That's what I did for a few minutes this afternoon.
Don't forget to set your clocks back an hour on Saturday night, if you live in most areas of the U.S.A. Are we the only nation that messes with time?