I take a lot of photos of flowers. And food. What does that say about me? Perhaps nothing significant.
Yet, I also have noticed that when on vacation I take relatively few of people. Instead, it’s this scene, that item/artifact. In the travel photos of others I see shot after shot of smiling faces. The travelers themselves. It’s this scene with faces, that item/artifact with hands and faces.
Mind you, I don’t believe that one approach to travel photos is better. In fact, I’ve lately tried to change my habits to include more shots of me, my wife, and/or family and friends. But the self-focus does seem to go against my grain, somehow.
Everybody is different. And maybe you can even see it in the photos they take.
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Tags: behavior, personal, photography
August 15th, 2010 at 7:19 pm
I’ve always tended to do it your way. I have some friends (he, a psychiatrist, and she, a PhD psychotherapist) who travel extensively and always send me photos. Dead center and crowding out most of the landscape in each and every one of them is one or the other of my friends, occasionally both, wearing the same beloved expressions I’ve seen on them since the seventies. And they like to repeat their trips, take more photos.
I love them, but I don’t bother opening those attachments anymore. One day, one of them will write and ask me why I didn’t say something about the fact that she’d let her hair go white at last. Or that he’d lost all his bicuspids, but it must not be as noticeable as he feared, since I hadn’t mentioned it.
August 16th, 2010 at 8:27 am
Glad to learn I am not just an anti-social cyborg!