Oct 7, 2011, 12:58
Aw..no, not really!
I'm really not very good with oudoor people shots using a 50mm, though I still hold to it being an excellent portrait lens, and on full-farme too that is. I really like it wider, is my excuse; that and seeming to get the 50 to "go" better for female portraits than male ones what with that lovely halation(or naff softening if you wish to be needlessly cruel) at f1.4.
Anyway.
This lovely chap is a city treasure, rightly deferred to when the "Buskers' Union" allocates its pitches, and he gets prime place right outside the abbey just as it's getting busier.
He always has a crowd around him, so I never have chance to frame up properly and chat with him, yet I throw in a generous clinky coin or two which I consider fair exchange for a few moments grovelling around in the dust and pretending to look like a pro.
This gentleman has a grand talent for fiddle-playing, yet he generates remarkable interest because he has a foot-powered machine that plays some kind of zither-type instrument: he presses the treadle, the machinery rotates and I'm assuming a roll of punched card enages the zuideco-style backing. He's a personable and smiling chap, the tourists love him and I consider him to be one of the unsung heroes of the southwest. That'll be the wild wild southwest, thar. I photographed him once before, a couple of years ago, and was blessed with a scorcher. These are just captures, though I do hope they present him in a complimentary yet interesting manner.
My biggest mistake was to keep my polariser on, though I did roll it t the "off" position. I chose the widest apertures I could without going girlie-soft, that is, f1.8 and f2.
I'm really not very good with oudoor people shots using a 50mm, though I still hold to it being an excellent portrait lens, and on full-farme too that is. I really like it wider, is my excuse; that and seeming to get the 50 to "go" better for female portraits than male ones what with that lovely halation(or naff softening if you wish to be needlessly cruel) at f1.4.
Anyway.
This lovely chap is a city treasure, rightly deferred to when the "Buskers' Union" allocates its pitches, and he gets prime place right outside the abbey just as it's getting busier.
He always has a crowd around him, so I never have chance to frame up properly and chat with him, yet I throw in a generous clinky coin or two which I consider fair exchange for a few moments grovelling around in the dust and pretending to look like a pro.
This gentleman has a grand talent for fiddle-playing, yet he generates remarkable interest because he has a foot-powered machine that plays some kind of zither-type instrument: he presses the treadle, the machinery rotates and I'm assuming a roll of punched card enages the zuideco-style backing. He's a personable and smiling chap, the tourists love him and I consider him to be one of the unsung heroes of the southwest. That'll be the wild wild southwest, thar. I photographed him once before, a couple of years ago, and was blessed with a scorcher. These are just captures, though I do hope they present him in a complimentary yet interesting manner.
My biggest mistake was to keep my polariser on, though I did roll it t the "off" position. I chose the widest apertures I could without going girlie-soft, that is, f1.8 and f2.
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