Portrait Photography, Baffled Looks and Musings
I love a good portrait. The play of light, the deep shadow, and the ability to manipulate both with a tweak and the shift of the lights.
I always come from my own experiences of art when it comes to doing a portrait. I’m pretty stubborn, a portrait must have those classical touches that translate well into the modern mind.
Unfortunately, if you’re hoping to discover the delights of what real portraiture is all about, you have to search around a little. You will find it, but there is such a plethora of amateur ideas about what a portrait is supposed to be, that you are confronted with fashion shots, candid street shots, and holiday snaps that apparently, the photographer calls a portrait.
The worst scenario is when an amateur attempts to emulate the first classical idea that comes to mind.
They seem to have an image of a Pre-Raphaelite Lady. She, forlorn, and garbed in swathes of floral clothing, flops herself into a pond (normally the photographer suggest the local village pond, with plastic garbage as backdrop), then, she must…
