I've been totally trying to get that blurred with lightness, airy, and soft effect that Kim Klassen achieves in her photos. Yes, I have gotten close to it before. But only after A LOT of editing manipulations, adjustments, and swearing. But now? With the f1.4 I can now get it practically SOOC (why do I hear an info-mercial when I read back that sentence?). Only a couple of balance adjustments and voila! What is even MORE impressive? A couple of months ago I wouldn't have understand ONE WORD of what I just wrote! haha.
And here is my first assignment from Kim's "Beyond Layers" class, with my new lens. I honed in on the word "Tradition" as it pertains to a string of pearls my Granny gave me to wear at my wedding 30 years ago. The clasp is now broken, and they sit in my jewelry box gathering dust. I think it is time to get that fixed and let them see the light too.
"String of Pearls"
(f2.0, 1/4000 shutter speed, 1600 ISO)
My Granny was a tough old bird. Truth be told, she scared me a bit. At the very least she intimidated the heck out of me with her bravado. There are two things she told me that have had an everlasting effect on my life:
1. "Are you SURE you want to major in "Speech Communication" when you talk so funny?" (and I promptly switched to "Advertising")
2. "I like you Kathy. I HAVE to love ya cause I'm your Granny, but that doesn't mean I HAVE to like ya!". (I was 14 when she told me that...I realized I had won her over at that moment, but it also begged my life long quest to figure out who she DIDN'T "like" in my family).
Eleanor certainly navigated a few bumps in her road. Quite scandalous to marry a divorced Catholic in the 1920's. Lost her husband when she was in her 30's and had to raise 5 kids on her own. She never re-married. But I have no doubt she lead quite the "interesting" life none the less. And as much as she intimidated me, I loved her and admired her. There was one summer when I was in college where I would drive to her home in Philly a few times a week. We would sit on the front porch of her row home on 5th street watching the traffic and trolleys drive by. She would indulge my college newfound "sophistication" by letting me smoke my cigarettes while we talked about everything and nothing. And she would remind me to eat some peanut butter before I walked into my house so my dad (HER son) wouldn't know I had been smoking.
AND...Granny would always tell me to "Lighten Up Faffy". Faffy? When I was little apparently I couldn't say my K's. She knew I was a fairly serious soul. So yes, now that I got these pearls out to try out my f1.4's capabilities to "lighten up" my photos, I think I will get the clasp fixed so I will continue to remember to "Lighten Up Faffy". I guess I should probably add a third thing to my list of "Granny-isms". Oh yes...she DID tell me she hoped my "smoking phase" wouldn't last long...and it didn't.