If I'm serious about AP Photography next year, I probably ought to kick my eleventh hour work ethic. However, it was okay here. I had like a day of nothing but photo, and this assignment was done on time. I think I have learned a bit about efficiency (the goal I set for this term), but very little about procrastination. Working on that, I swear.
So, this assignment felt like a bit of a turning point for me. Not really because the assignment itself felt big and dramatic (I love contrast, but it feels...old. Like been there, done that, probably need to still work on it), but because I actually convinced my parents that photography matters to me. Usually they're just irritated when they see me carting around a shadeless lamp and taping bed sheets to my wall and setting up odd arrangements of eggs around the house. But they had a bit of a change of heart, and for some reason, watching my mom look at my blog made me feel more like a real photographer than anything else has. Like I'm not just a person who snaps pictures. I make a statement, or an image that hasn't ever existed before, and then I freeze it.
Now, for all that build up, the actual assignment might have been a bit anti-climactic. It felt done. I did like the photograph of the statue. I like the angles and the drama. But the hands feel like everything I've ever seen on TNT. And the black was just ugly. Upping the contrast helped, but really, it was a boring picture. It only barely won out over eighth grade bowl of potatoes. In all honesty, I just didn't have the assignment sheet with me and completely forgot to shoot flat images on purpose. But I probably wouldn't have shot them anyway. I hate flat pictures. They're gross.