A few months back I mentioned how hard it is for me to get anywhere on time, because I see a potential photograph and feel compelled to stop and take it. Well it happened again the other day. I went to my friend Michael Dulin's recording studio, Polymusic Studios. As we were leaving to have lunch, I spotted these shadows on the wall, and you know what happened next. Mike understands me, so he waited patiently, and we were only a little late for lunch!
I know you expected BW on this one but my producer/manager Wayne and I reached consensus ( drumroll please!) that this was the way to go.
My friend Laurie at South Pasadena DP, likes to post a photo and have her viewers conjure up a possible movie script. This photo has Laurie written all over it. Have at it you creative viewers out there.
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I think this works perfect in color. It has that burnt orange hint of red appearance. funny, I tend to get into a bit of trouble when out on photo walkabouts. I typically get home much too late.
I'll call this Miss Virginia's Opus.
I love this, and would have stopped for this one, too, even if my soup got cold.
Hi dear virginia, thanks for your hopefully comments and ideas :)
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I agree with Dusty Lens: it works out perfectly well this way and don't worry...arriving late (not too late!) at an appointment is better than loosing the opportunity to make a good photo!
Give my best regards to Michael!
Diederick
Yes, I agree with DL too! It's very atmospheric and I wouldn't have missed it for all the world, had I seen it!
And did you enjoy the lunch? This shot is perfect in colors, in my modest opinion.
Beautiful helleborus yesterday . In my garden, the white ones have now faded, it's the turn of the pinkish ones. And I agree, not easy to shot!
Where is the score? lol
That's why taking pictures is so well in accordance with being on a diet...
Great shot.
It was worth it being a little late for lunch... This is a lovely photo, V.!
C’est bien d’avoir des amis qui comprennent ta passion !
Yikes! I see I forgot to link to Michael's site! I'll so that now.
Diederick, I will give Michael your best. He's enjoyed your music!!
Dl, The music stand was right there. How could I walk away!HA
It is a photographer's perogative to be late. It is a sitter's to be even later, hence I don't do people, although I got tourists blogwise today. I have know idea why but I'm getting .......Hitchcock.Perhaps beacuse of his use of striking musical scores and shadows. Just need a V reflection cameo to be the full Monty.
I got stuck on producer/manager. I'm totally impressed.
Petrea,
And he's worth every penny I pay him too!
B
I keep thinking the old detective show "Dragnet" for some reason!
Alice,
Yes we had a great lunch. This is how our lunches usually go....I do most of the talking and he does most of the listening! Imagine that!HA
This photo was shot just seconds after the conductor fell to the ground, victim of a mysterious and fatal poison... Like that story idea? :-)
V,
play and accord of colors matching very well. Blend is wonderful. I think, the accord of colors cannot be attained with black & white.
Juergen
I'm always running late and only at times because of a photo op... With shots like this no one can blame you.
It's fantastic!
Producer/manager is OK but what I really want to do is direct.
I am glad you stopped. This photo is lovely. Ciao!
Sorry Wayne, you're just another pretty face.
This looks like a scene from a French movie Virg -- prior to the new wave, maybe Renoir or Carne. A movie of cool tragedy, sophisticated humor, and some bon mots I don't get.
My word is hypeter; totally inappropriate for this post.
Love your ideas, AH and Saretta!
Wayne, You REALLY want to try and direct a Control Freak like moi? Mighty big job!
I envision a bit of magic realism directed by Louis Malle involving a young violinist. His father was a strict disciplinarian a great player before his untimely death in a car accident. The boy had been groomed to follow in his musician father's footsteps. The boy plays his dead father's Strativarius, and when doing so channels his father's talent. No one except the boy knows that he is unable to play well any other violin. He has become a sensation, in a world of celebrity that rules and frustrates him. In the first act, the Strativarius goes missing and the young boy doesn't show up for his concert because he knows he cannot play another violin. Instead, we follow him as he travels across the French countryside by train -- trying to find that instrument, but also not so secretly hoping he doesn't so that he can be free from the trappings of fame.
You can be late for lunch anytime my dear! We all reap the benefits of your delays! Lucky us.......
"Les murs ont des oreilles"
-Literally :"walls have ears"...
-Meaning: Be careful of what you say, you never know who could be standing behind that wall listening to your conversation!!
That is what came to my mind when I saw your photograph!
Nice shadow shots, V. I don't have a story, although I think yours is enough.
hee hee, Wayne, you at least have a foot in the door.
I like Laurie's scenario.
Looks like the writing is on the wall!
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