Does the tree make a sound?

Ok, let me get us back to the original intention of this post, described a little differently. If you make a print of your photo but nobody sees it, does it Inspire, affect, thrill, touch?

Yes. when it's me alone, which it usually is at first, I am inspired, affected, thrilled, and touched by my prints. I like to share my prints as well, and that achieves a different sort or different degree of inspiration, effect, thrill, and touch.

[There are a small number of viewers I encourage to touch me back. ;)]

Ok, let me get us back to the original intention of this post, described a little differently. If you make a print of your photo but nobody sees it, does it Inspire, affect, thrill, touch?

I think one can be quite happy with one's own work, but it isn't nearly as satisfying as having others (or at least one other) enjoy it (which is why sites like flickr are so popular).

Does the tree make a sound?

If you listen carefully.

"but it isn't nearly as satisfying as having others (or at least one other) enjoy it (which is why sites like flickr are so popular.

some truth in that thought, but some truth.

Not all of the greats walked that path despite not having flicker.

Even a humble tree has a story to tell for the seeing eye.

What story does this tree have to tell?

Ludmilla said: ↑

I’m never gonna shoot a masterpiece so I needn’t worry :)

Perhaps you Ludmilla one day....Never under estimate yourself as a purveyor of Art.

Respect you photography and your Art.

Did I write that?

Sort of have a feeling I was gifted from above.

”I had learned already never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well.” —Ernest Hemingway

They all talk.

They talk a lot.

I think they like talking.

Sometimes I wonder what they are talking about- Joe nobody.

It's not just the trees:

The creek roars, the trees whisper, the wind sings

Boulders think their long thoughts

And offer silence

Ok, so when I told my wife about this posting she did not get it. I told that's the story of my life; most people don't. What I really wanted to discuss is whether you think it is worthwhile to take photos if nobody else sees them? That is not to say we should derive pleasure from our own work. But, is that the end game? Are we not looking for some validation from other people? And for some, in the form of monetary compensation?

In 47 years of marriage, my wife has probably asked me at least 5000 times why I took "that picture". The answer is and has always been that I like it, although the reasons may differ greatly from image to image. I still have hundreds of negatives from my high school and college days, and I've enjoyed digitizing and playing with them to make even better interpretations of the original message - whatever it may have been. No one has seen the vast majority of the pictures I've taken except me, and that's fine because they were only talking to me.

When asked, I've exhibited many times in local and regional venues - I even won "Philly Photo Night" (a juried exhibit that used to be run regularly by the Philadelphia Photo Society) some 15 years ago. But as good as I feel when others clearly like what I've done, I bet that I get more pleasure from favorite pics I've taken & printed than most other viewers because the meaning to me is clear and ever-present.

One negative from about 1966 (that I haven't been able to find since we downsized) is particularly pertinent to this thread's stated topic. I was walking down a side street in center city Philadelphia with my Leica IIIc. We still have a fair number of trees along our sidewalks, but back then there were many more and they were well maintained. On one block, each sapling had wire supports running from stakes in the ground to hold it straight. But one little tree was standing tall and straight, while the stakes supposed to be anchoring it were loose and falling over - the tree was supporting the stakes, which I thought was a profound statement. I took several shots of it with my beloved Tri-X, and printed a few images from different angles before choosing the one I liked best and hanging it on the wall wherever I've since lived. Not one person has ever understood that picture's message and irony. No one has used it as a springboard for philosophical thought. I don't care because I love it!

If you take a picture but no one is there to see it, does it make a sound?

If a man is alone in a forest, is he still wrong?

Michael said: If a man is alone in a forest, is he still wrong?

The full quote is: If a man is alone in the forest and no woman hears him, is he still wrong? (Ken Robinson TED talk on creativity)

Read about the "strong baseball principle", and you should be able to figure it out.

The question is, does watching a baseball game on TV have any effect on the

outcome, and, whichever way you answer, how do you know?

https://www.sciencenews.org/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/baseball.pdf

 

BTW, it is not the tree that makes the sound - the noise is made when it hits the ground.

Oh but trees do talk. And make other sounds.

If you take a picture but no one is there to see it, does it make a sound?

I took a photo (photo or picture, your call) recently and when I clicked the shutter, I heard someone behind me say to another person, "THAT is the best shutter sound you will ever hear". I guess there were people there after all. And a sound was made. Oh but not that the photo has ever been seen, I haven't had the roll of film developed yet.

So really, that photo has been heard but not seen.

Imagined, composed, and shot.

Heard.

Felt.

But not seen.

A shutter click rocketed into the uni-sphere, creating vibrations in a collective ear.

The speed of light.

The speed of sound.

Physical motion.

Precision engineering.

Ancient technology.

Aesthetic excellence.

Chemical reactions.

Electrical impulses.

Brainwaves.

Vocal vibrations.

Imaginations sparked.

Interest piqued.

Anticipation and angst.

Results and ramifications.

Internal and external.

Conversations were had.

Friendships cemented.

Commonalities explored.

A single shutter click with endless possibilities.

"Does it make a sound?"

Hmmm. What sort of sound, the sound of satisfaction, that of accomplishment? The sound of failure? Of hope? Of intent?

Why does anyone do anything? Because they have to, want to, need to?

Why indeed; then again, why not.

Why does anyone do anything?

Because we can! :)

that photo has been heard but not seen.

On sound and visuals ...

The sound of colors is so definite that it would be hard to find anyone who would express bright yellow with base notes, or dark lake with the treble.

 

The deeper the blue becomes, the more strongly it calls man towards the infinite, awakening in him a desire for the pure and, finally, for the supernatural... The brighter it becomes, the more it loses its sound, until it turns into silent stillness and becomes white. —Wassily Kandinsky

It has been my experience that as I get older I had better take a photo to remind me a couple of years later. :)

The problem is most times what we remember what we saw, is better than what we saw.

To answer the OPs question, I take pictures of what I like, the sound stays in my head if no where else.

The problem is most times what we remember what we saw, is better than what we saw.

Good one!

And sometimes what we create is as well!

I’m still waiting on some creative type to come up with an original color......

NEW COLORS

Thanks for the reply, interesting stuff.

From your link.....

But, as usual, nature has got there first. Reflective structural colour can be found on the scales of Sardina pilchardus, otherwise known as the humble European sardine.

Blackest Black?

This particular article suggests a .01% difference between the artificial “blackest” and the natural “blackest” found so far.....

Scientists are stunned by this bird’s feathers, which are so black they absorb 99.9% of light