>> Wednesday, 5 December 2012
This post is for Wk 125 of Tara's Gallery (click here to see the other great entries), and the prompt this week is 'Colour'.
A couple of weeks back I was given the opportunity to exhibit some of my photographs at a small event in my neighbourhood. I was nervous - putting yourself and your interpretation of images out there for criticism is never easy - but went ahead with it and to my amazement, even made some sales. Most of those photographs I've already posted on this blog at some point, so won't repeat them again here - despite the fact that they perfectly fit with today's prompt. But there was one lady who wanted a photograph that I didn't have, of a specific building in downtown Moscow to give to some friends.
I promised her I would do what I could to get the right image and a few days later travelled into town on a bitterly cold grey November day to give it a go. The light was terrible. The cold was so raw that there was practically nobody around as I walked across Ploschad Revolutsi (Revolutionary Square) to the Bolshoi - the building she was hoping I could photograph for her. My hands were freezing; I had forgotten to bring glove warmers, so within 5 minutes of starting to take photographs my Reynaud's Syndrome had kicked in and my fingers resembled a dead person's. (Don't worry - that's not the photograph I'm going to show you). But I took as many photographs as I could before my camera battery went on strike from the cold*, and hoped for the best.
I wasn't totally happy with the results and went back a few days later when the sun WAS shining to retake some of the shots. But guess what? My customer preferred one of the photographs from the grey and overcast day. And here's why...
* Another lesson learned is that camera batteries go flat very quickly in the cold. My thanks to Heather at Not From Lapland, my guru on all things cold-weather related, who has told me that the answer is to keep a spare battery cosily tucked into your bra for this very situation. Who knew?