
On the Polo Rail
The pleasure of delving through archives of my images continues. I faintly recall a photographer who was lecturing at Northeastern talking about the importance of going back and pouring over your past work, noting that you should pick your favorites from the bunches and study them. Why you like them. Why and perhaps how you shot them. He said it was akin to taking notes, hopefully strengthening your eye and reminding you what exactly your personal style is and has been.
While perhaps not obvious, this is another Lensbaby capture. There aren’t the distinctive egg shaped lights, but rather this really beautiful blur that looks somehow different from your standard shallow depth of field blur. On the very left it looks almost like motion blur, his skin and hair being seemingly pulled off of the frame. On the right I think there may be some further distortion or … I can’t quite put my finger on it. But whatever it is I’ll be damned if it’s not some high grade eye-candy.
I’m really digging those bright splotches of blue and red against the general beige that seems to fill out most of the surfaces. Those two pops of color really stand out, and I think it’s important that they’re kind of top-center in the frame. Maybe. Now I’m not so sure. But wherever they are, they’re a strong eye magnet away from the dominating facade of Man Left whose frontmost outcroppings of mustache and glasses frames seem to be the only thing here in sharp focus.
Best of all, they’re all watching some great polo in paradise.
