When photographing the scenes around me, I’m obviously very drawn to the people and things around me. But I’m also very drawn to the lines and shapes within a scene.
Perhaps it’s from being a street photographer and not having the ability to see vast landscapes, thus being forced to make the confines of my concrete jungle appear more visually appealing. It may also stem back to my high school art classes, where I would mark a point on my page, or often somewhere on my desk that was off my page, which would be the anchor for my leading lines in the drawing I was about to create. I learned that the placement of that anchor point was vital to the success, believability, and realism of my art.
For me, lines often play a large part of the story I’m trying to tell in my images. For instance, the lines in the farm image below all lead to the same place, a central barn, and convey a story about the barren landscape, as farm country often is. The convergence of these lines bring the three colours in my image to a single anchored point on the page.
The gallery below shows a sampling of how I have used the convergence of lines to tell a story. The lines either tell a story of sparseness, as in the image above; of grandeur, as in many of the building images below; or as a way to teleport us into the mind’s eye of the people in my street images so we gain a sense of what they’re experiencing in the moment, where they’re going, or where they’ve been.
Convergence is everywhere in our world, and without it our own little worlds may not be as interesting… at least photographically speaking.
This image and I go way back. In fact, I think I took this shot on my very first street photography shooting attempt. At the time, I had no idea what I was doing or what I was looking for, but for some reason this particular image has stuck with me from that day.
I think the thing that strikes me most about the image, despite it’s poor quality, is the contradiction between the two strong opposing lines of the windows in the building, and the leading lines that force the viewer up through the middle of the image.
The journey seems to begin at the lady frozen by her cell phone, then travel up the stairs to the patrolling security guard as he passes, and finally through to the tip of the Christmas tree.
It’s an image that proves that image quality doesn’t necessarily matter, since I was still shooting in jpeg at the time, but the combination of photographic elements do matter. Perhaps no one else will think much of this shot, but it has always been one of my favorite shots.
This is a new take on an old friend. I think I’ve shared this image at some point in the past, but in colour. So, I decided to try it out in black and white and I think I really like the result.
I’m not sure if it’s simply because I’m Canadian and we have these big fluffy guys in our Great White North, but I’m fascinated by polar bears. They’re such massive animals that truly live at the top of the food chain. This was shot at the Toronto Zoo, and though I’ve written about my feelings on captive animals in the past, this will likely be my only opportunity to see these beautiful beasts up close.
I love animals and nature so much, and I feel that this image captures the true innocence and grace of the polar bear.
Today we must all take a moment to remember those who came and went before us, who fought for all of our countries, who had the good fortune to return home, and who were unable to realize their sacrifices.
This year marks one hundred years since our nations entered into the war to end all wars, but we still fight today, and it bewilders me to think that our children will still see fighting tomorrow.
Lest we forget…