I’ve been quite hard on some of those self-shot photographs which daily grace the monitors of many Internet surfers. I don’t think that I really need to apologize in any way; some of them really do deserve a High Five, with a stool, to the face. And there are others which have really come out well, which show a little bit of artistic ability and taste. The thing is, well, the latter are few and far between.
Really I am expecting even more to appear in the new year, simply because so many younger people will have got that present, and will be wanting to try it out as quickly as possible and, while maybe not intending to share with the rest of the world, they will at least share with one person who doesn’t have any inhibitions about passing it on.
The thing is, once they’ve got this fantastic new piece of equipment, whether it is a (real) camera, an iPhone or whatever, they are going to experiment. That’s fine. What they are not going to do, however, is take a look at real photographs, at the work and experiments of others, and try to get the best possible shot. They’re probably not even going to bother reading the instructions. Just aim and shoot, and it’s in the bag.
Which is fine for experimenting, especially if you happen to look like this young woman above, but no more than that.
Few are going to check out the possibilities for improvement through cutting, checking and adjusting the lighting, the shading, working on perspective and depth of field. It takes a photo, and that’s what I want type photography. Not everyone is a professional – certainly not me, but still.
A little bit of adjustment and this would have been a wonderful self-shot: she is, after all, someone we’d all like to look at for a while and, since we can’t do it in the flesh, so to speak, a photograph is pretty dang close.
Recently I saw a beautiful woman in a self-shot who had tried a little bit of experimenting, a little bit of adjustment. And I do mean beautiful, she didn’t need to Photoshop out any spots or anything like that. But she wasn’t happy with the image – which I can’t find now, much to my shame – and so she adjusted. That is, she adjusted and played around without really knowing what she was doing and came out with one big boobie and one small boobie. Perhaps she has two close friends with differing tastes, I don’t know, but still. It looked weird.
And if you don’t take a little bit of time and care, what you imagine is not quite what other people get to see.
But, as I say, not everyone is a professional, not everyone takes the time or has the patience and not everyone can play with an image to make it just right. That’s what makes life so interesting, and the occasional really good self-shot so worthwhile.
Love & Kisses, Viki.