I simply expressed my impression; the shot seemed staged to me, with everyone frozen and staring at the lens. All that was left was to say "cheesy"... Yes, there's rhythm, but the first impression is very intrusive! Perhaps I'm wrong; there are certainly viewers who will disagree with me...
Mikhail 57 Mir, What about the mood? What about the composition? What about the rhythm? And, mind you, I don't know any of the girls!
Aida, this shot has poor composition, mood, and rhythm (whatever that means). You still have the same lack of sense of composition as you did a year ago. No progress. Although, obviously, you're not looking for that.
I also think it's from the "home photo" series. And the highlights are knocked out...
Mikhail 57 Mir, So what if the "highlights are knocked out"? I knocked them out! To make it more fun! Here's the original! It was actually dark there...
Aida, this shot has poor composition, mood, and rhythm (whatever that means). You still have the same lack of sense of composition as you did a year ago. No progress. Although, obviously, you're not looking for that.
Vlad O, The thing is, I love people, and you don't! That's where we disagree. And don't blame it on sense of composition and progress!
"Girls come in all shapes and sizes..." and so do photographs! You can't do everything by the book. Especially in a reportage, I think. I definitely liked "The Mood of the Photo."
"Girls come in all shapes and sizes..." and so do photographs! You can't do everything by the book. Especially in a report, I think. I definitely liked the "mood of the photo."
"Girls are different..." and so are photographs! You can't do everything by the book. Especially in a reportage, I think. I definitely liked the "mood of the photo."
IgorM, I think the "mood of the photo" and the mood of the girls are not the same thing.
I just expressed my impression; the shot seemed staged to me, with everyone frozen and staring at the camera. All that was left was to say "cheese"... Yes, there's a rhythm, but the first impression is very intrusive! Perhaps I'm wrong; there are surely viewers who will disagree with me...
Mikhail 57 World, Can the shot be considered staged if, instead of "cheese," I ran up and exclaimed, "Girls, wait, don't eat, I'll take your picture."? I stopped the moment, so to speak...
Aladdin Dinosaurovich Motylkov, It has. This is no longer a cheerful photo. The space has narrowed. There's not enough air. Although, it would probably be suitable for a student cafeteria in the 1950s...
Aladdin Dinosaurovich Motylkov, It's changed. This isn't a happy photo anymore. The space has narrowed. There's not enough air. Although, it would probably be suitable for a student cafeteria in the fifties...
Aida, if you haven't noticed the main difference... maybe then forget about this photo!? Maybe then you'd be better off writing poetry, or prose, or composing music = well, it's not your thing, it's just not-your-thing.
Aida, if you haven't noticed the main difference... maybe then forget about that photo!? Maybe then you'd be better off composing poetry, or prose, or music = well, it's not your thing, it's just not-your-thing.
Aladdin Dinosaurovich Moth, Don't stop me from living and enjoying my life in my own way!
Aida, four tense, attractive girls, smiling tensely, lined up in a row – that's not composition or rhythm. The mood is: "Well, so be it – let the lady take the picture." The photo is boring to begin with, and editing won't fix it. Tip: if you want a lively photo, don't say "I'll take your picture" – the person will immediately become tense, unless it's a professional model, of course.
Aida, four tense, attractive girls, smiling tensely, lined up in a row—that's not composition or rhythm. The mood is: "Well, so be it—let the woman take the picture." The photo is boring to begin with, and editing won't fix it. Advice: if you want a lively photo, don't say "I'll take your picture"—the person immediately becomes tense, unless it's a professional model, of course.
ultimar, Thank you! Your statement is to the point. Although I don't agree with everything, I understand you. I hope for such an honest conversation in the future.
Why do you need this photo? What are you going to do with it? Are you selling it to magazines too? P.S. Actually, while Dinych isn't talking about the elderly in balance, you might want to consider why he's showing you such pictures so selflessly, instead of "having reasons" for his own joys.
Why do you need this photo? What are you going to do with it? Are you selling it to magazines too?
P.S. Actually, while Dinych isn't talking about the elders in balance, you might want to consider why he's showing you such pictures so selflessly, instead of "having reasons" for his own joys.
Oleg Popov, So why do you think so? Personally, I think love (hidden somewhere very deep) is involved!
ultimar, Thank you! Your statement is to the point. Although I don't agree with everything, I understand you. I hope for the same honest conversation in the future.
Aida, don't get your hopes up (judging by your latest work, I'm wasting my time).
I'm a big believer in a time and place for everything. If someone thinks that the pictures, distorted by senseless pampering, or the stories about Teacher Kaledin, are empty chatter, then there's no point in forcing any explanations. Let everyone move on with their lives.
Yes, there's rhythm, but the first impression is very intrusive! Perhaps I'm wrong; there are certainly viewers who will disagree with me...
Author, why did you call posing a genre photo?
You can't do everything by the book. Especially in a reportage, I think. I definitely liked "The Mood of the Photo."
Aida, has something changed?
Okay. As you say. I get it, you don't need advice.
maybe then forget about this photo!?
Maybe then you'd be better off writing poetry, or prose, or composing music =
well, it's not your thing, it's just not-your-thing.
P.S. Actually, while Dinych isn't talking about the elderly in balance, you might want to consider why he's showing you such pictures so selflessly, instead of "having reasons" for his own joys.