A Short Story in Two Chapters, 2011

Jack,

Taking a break of my poor philosophical self, this is simply funny and cleverly captured and titled. Thank you for the laughs.

Regards,

ricardo

It should not be a surprise this one being right in my alley. Just a curious question: I wonder whenever you had shot this if that buss were of different color? Oops, I know better by now, methinks... Worthy additional to your theme collection, obviously. Only by you, Jack.

As always, thanks for taking the time to comment. This type of shot doesn't get much attention nowadays, tastes seem to have moved in other directions. It seems that the people who appreciate/create these sorts of pictures have a rather short stay on pn. They tend to move on after a couple of years which is always a disappointment, at least to me. This type of picture is really an abstract, relying on the discerning eye and composing abilities of the photographer rather than on the natural beauty or attractiveness of the subject itself. They are the type of picture that tells you how the photographer sees, how he uniquely organizes his perceptions of the world he encounters and transmutes them into a personal vision. You two are long practitioners of this dark, alchemical art, so I'm not that surprised to receive your comments here.

My power is not so great (yet) as to be able to change the color scheme of city busses :-))

 

I must have been unclear with my thoughts, my bad trying too hard ;-)

 

I wasn't thinking of your skills in post-editing, no, rather your take on a scene where an element has unwanted color: do you leave such scenes (often) and rather return another time, provided the scene allows that?

Very rarely. sometimes there is a scene that lingers in my mind and I make a conscious effort to return to see if maybe the light is better or an unwanted element has perhaps gone away. But as for waiting for all the ducks to line up, I'm afraid I'm just not cut out for that and usually I move on and continue the hunt elsewhere. Unfortunately, I lack the patience to sit and wait for the perfect moment. I've tried that and it just doesn't seem to work for me. I guess each of us is different in that way

Now we salute our fallen comrades.