I took this shot today of a 78 y/o neighbor looking out of his door window this afternoon waiting for his daughter bringing his wife home from the doctor's office.Ok, I'm kidding. I made this shot of myself tonight using my son's pocket camera, a Fuji Fine Pix Z20. And I wasn't "by a window".
I was walking down the hall this afternoon when I saw that one golden beam of late afternoon sunlight coming from the window in my son's bathroom reflecting on the door jam on my bedroom about 20 feet away. I saw my shadow pass in front of it as I walked to my bedroom and stopped. The word "composition" flashed through my head and I started playing.
I put the little camera on a tripod and then stood about halfway between the window and the door, lining my shadow up on the wall. I then reached down and snapped the shot.
To give you an idea of how small of a sliver of light this is, here is the rest of the light that was caught by a wall by the bathroom. Only the right edge of the octagonal window was hitting the door jamb in the first photo.To be honest, I'm pretty damn proud of the image I created in the first picture using a crappy camera. This is what I like about photography. Sometimes it's not just "recording a happening". Sometimes, it is creating a scene, developing a mood, and telling a story.
I still can't wait to get MY camera back.