The happy accident of one person and their nicotine addiction wandering perfectly into picture while trying to avoid all in order to steal a couple of puffs on a robotic cigarette only to be caught up in someones street work just as they were setting up to snap a few test shots. And breathe. I didn’t think I would every be cool enough to talk about myself in the third person but that description complete fits the narrative. I am counting it so I can tick it of my achievements list. It’s the small wins! And the fake ones.
I knew how I wanted the stage to be set, so I positioned myself in the corner of the scene and set about composing the shot. However, I couldn’t quiet picture how a person would fit into the piece. Walking towards, walking away, walking across, do I want short or tall, larger or small, in the light or the dark and as all this was going through my mind a person appeared, out of the blue, well black, and answered everything. The blown-out shirt of the gentleman smoker sits in brilliant contrast with his dark, shadowy surroundings and a bonus as far as I am concerned.
The original image is a little light and pale for my taste. I remember the scene being much higher in contrast so in post processing I adjust the levels and curves to reflect my memory of the area. Once I had the atmosphere of the photo right I removed the van in the background as I found it very distracting and a hinderance to the image. Once those adjustments were made I felt the image was complete.
All thoughts and comments are welcome.