To market, to market.....

Trip Start Jul 31, 2009
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Trip End Sep 01, 2009


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Sunday, July 12, 2009

It was deja vu all over again, back up the mountain for some more edumacation in the fine art that is photography with the lovely folk from BlueDog.

A small but select band of intrepid of students joined Danielle in her garage for some pre-shooting discussion about combining my two of my favourite things in life travel an photography. Now if I could squeeze a Bundy in at the same time it would be truly magical. As my mother and father used to say the sun is always over the yardarm in some part of the world I was never sure what that meant but it sounded good and always preceded a drink so who was I to complain?

This is my third lesson with the BlueDog and it has been money well spent. After parting with tidy some to buy my D90 and some, erm, most of my Rudd money to cover the Sigma 10-20mm UWA why wouldn't I try and get the best results that I could from them? 

The mix of classroom and practical is really how I learn best and the BlueDog format for teaching really works for me. So after the Powerpoint comes the practical photography. We headed off in the badge-less Honda Civic. Why badge-less you ask? Well someone swiped the nice silver H if you can believe it *rolls eyes* I comfort myself in knowing that it went to a good home and someone obviously needed it more than me.

After turning right instead of left and having to negotiate the hang gliding traffic on the ridge we arrived at the market car park to be greeted by a chatty volunteer who was scared her toes were going to get run over, after Danielle came up with the gold coin donation, and, I promised not to squash her pinkies we parked and headed into the Tamborine Mountain Market. A quick hello to Nick at the Dog stall, and the three of us followed Danielle into the crowd.

For the first quarter of an hour I felt as though I had left my photographers eye at home, no not the glass one either. Nothing I saw through the viewfinder or looked at with the naked eye seemed picture worthy, most disconcerting. But I just sat with my discomfort for a while and the images started to form in my head and I could see photo ops all over the place to the point where I was back late and almost missed the great raffle draw.

Some of my results are sprinkled through this article and I hope you enjoy them.




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