beauty on the street OUT OF THE LIGHT

THIS is really my first attempt at street photography. These were shot in

San Francisco in the Market Mission area. After getting a few

uncomfortable looks I chose to leave the darkest of streets and to try

again another day when I have a buddy tagging along, ( to keep an eye

on me).

nice original idea, composition, title and light. Well done..!

 

Ricardo

the light in the background was the sun shining down brightly between tall buildings at that point and time. I focused on the girl and set my exposure for the girl, leaving the background overexposed, or showing the brightness of the sun light.

You got a very effective image here, and possibly some luck (but luck helps the ones who do not keep the lens cap on as they say :-) : The girl is beautiful, the bright backdrop is ideal to have her stand out, and there are two more elements that help I think: first, the light/dark difference in the dress that adds a lot to the graphical impact, and second, the motion blur of the feet that gives movement to the image. Really well done! L.

She was as if an angel walked into my lens. When I saw her walking towards me out of the light I just had to shoot and shoot and shoot. All photos that day were shot in BW as I was making my first attempt at street photos in the bad area of market street SF and love BW photos. I still cant get my eyes off of her and the photo.

I don't want to critique this photo as not to give you advice because I am new to this but the picture is very interesting to look at. I also have wondered how I would be percieved while out taking photos. I am a big guy so I don't get to many problems from other people but I don't want to invite trouble either. Great photo.

Very well done, well composed and nicely exposed. Quality work. regards

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