2009. szeptember 30., szerda

39 - Photo Essay

Harvest

Few weeks ago we harvested grapes at my friend's vineyard. Although it's a long time it becomes wine I tried to document the the first part of that process. If you are well organized you still have a few bottles from the prior year by the time the new one becomes ready. This essay is about the first actions from picking the grapes until it gets to the barrels. Hope you enjoy:









2009. szeptember 20., vasárnap

38 - Patterns

Learning from Marek's comment last week, now I was trying to get the best out of the subject by moving around and using different focal lengths. I shot quite a few pictures and this is what I liked the most, but I have to tell you, I'm still not 100% satisfied. I wanted to create more dramatic feelings. Looking forward to your comments and suggestions.

2009. szeptember 13., vasárnap

37 - Paths

Today I went for a bike ride with my son and I was looking for some paths along the way. It was difficult because we didn't plan to leave the town, so we rather saw roads and sidewalks, but not paths. After a while we arrived to a very old bridge which was crossing over the railway. The bridge had a small path for the bikes.

Not sure it is really called path, neither in Hungarian nor in English, but looked good and really helped to climb up with the bikes...

2009. szeptember 3., csütörtök

36 - Opening

I was thinking long time how and what to shoot this week. First I thought the opening ceremony of the school-year might be a good opportunity, but didn't know what exactly. Then I didn't even participate on it as I stayed home with the four-month-old.

Later I started to think about a door that is being opened, but no exact pictures in my thoughts.

Yesterday evening I was tired like hell. We put the two boys to bed one after another with my wife, but then I had to "pray" to my daughter to go to sleep. I said to myself: Okay, I'll have a beer, then I go and sleep even if my daughter is still awake, I don't care.

...and that was the moment, when I opened the beer, I knew what my picture is goanna be this week: