Practice, Practice, Practice

This is what tell myself everytime I post an image that I know is little more than a study in something. In fact, this is what I tell myself "everytime" I post an image... whether I think anyone else will like it or not.

I tend to beat myself up pretty badly for being lazy with my photography, and for being lazy with pretty much everything I do, for that matter. The thing is, I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up, and so I do this in hopes that I "don't" get too cozy with everything I'm not doing.

It's all practice. And you know what they say about practice. The problem, though, is that if you don't even know what it is your practicing at, how can you possibly get any better at it?

Anyway, today's image is another from the daily file. Taken with the new little Fuji f31 at work. (I carry that little sucker with me everywhere.) I have always enjoyed trying to exploit the quiet drama in the mundane, the excitement in the ordinary, all without resorting to spending too much time in front of the computer to achieve the look I'm after. Post processing is a necessary evil as far as I'm concerned, and my laziness dictates that I keep it as simple as possible. Here I actaully did quite a bit. Transformed to straighten the lines, cropped, adjusted for B&W, added the tone, then resized and sharpened an itsy bit.

Whew. I need to lay down.