Fred Fraser Commercial Photographer

Thematically … the same as a morning with Sasha but with a different cast. It’s a shorter story, but Wyatt is a shorter person and although he has a cat they are indifferent to each other … for a few more months anyway.

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A little collection of what’s been in front of me the last couple months, click the pic for larger version:

It was hard to throw this away after it burned out. Immortalized in pixels I guess.

Cat mouth sand.

Fireworks!

Stripes.

According to Jessica, this some kind of weird elephant.

Octopus, for Jessica.

I like looking up …

In a strange turn, the rainbow came before the storm.

I love a big production. Sometimes there’s more fun in the making then there is in the taking. Watching all the little pieces coming together … it’s like watching the cake being iced.

Although, sometimes I just like to grab a camera stuff and idea in it and start shooting. Way back when, I grabbed a friend, some white clothes and went hunting for chairs in alleys to see what would happen. I put some great shots in my book after those sessions. I wanted to get out there again and shoot something unscripted and spontaneous where I was in the scene but behind the camera. My friend Sasha works hard, and late and so gets a late start – late enough for me to gather up my camera bag and get to her bedroom door before she’s starts her day rolling.

Click here for Sasha’s morning as it happens.

I get a kick out of doing this. Ant cam. Noodle around on my web site for another POV photo in this vein.

Click on the photo for the big unfuzzy version

I wonder what the ratio of flowers in the world to photos of flowers is. 1:1 I’ll bet. But that’s not nearly as ridiculous as the ratio of sunsets to photos of sunsets because there is only one sunset in existence at any given moment as opposed to millions of flowers in existence at any given moment.

It’s also interesting that laying on your stomach attaching a micro cam to a rock ant in the garden can lead to mathematical musings.

Ordinarily I am not driven to photograph anything but people, but now and again I get the urge to go out and take the world I live in apart. I suppose I should have some impressively artistic reason for doing this – which, in less appealing terms, means filling some physcological need  – and perhaps I do, but if that is the case my reasons are hidden from me. I don’t consider photos like this creations per se, but interpretations and renderings. I am not making anything, only selectively recording someone (or something) else’s creation. I can manipulate the image in the camera, in the darkroom, or in the computer and say I am creating a photograph – but that’s not the same as creating the content in the photograph. I don’t consider photos of this nature to have less value as images than photos where I create a scene and photograph it. In one instance I am saying something about something, in the other I am saying something.