These two were grazing at Lost World, a remote corner of Lamington National park.
Hello Bloggy friends,
Would you be so kind as to cast your artiest eyes over these two pics, and give me your thoughts on the composition, specifically, the issues of cropping and focal point.
Here is Blossy loving Angus. I don’t mind this shot, but something about it doesn’t feel right.
After cropping I think it has more interest, but.. does it change the subject from Blossy to Angus, or does it make it .. feel like it has no subject at all because Blossy is sharp and Angus isn’t? I feel that cropping as I have makes Angus the subject (therefore he should be in focus..?)
If you’d share your thoughts on this one, I’d be grateful!
Oh, brave soul!
This horse was enormous. Truly enormous.
Apart from being a spectacular looking beast, this horse had a way of looking at you, to suggest a knowing. It really made me want to take her home.
Friends of my Bluestockings blog may recall the report of one of our more adventurous days where we were introduced to a barn owl, borrowed five turkeys, and several other out of our ordinary life happenings.
Late afternoon we went exploring the creek after a thunderstorm, arriving at a neighboring property to find the owner bottle feeding a new born foal. It was just three hours old.
I didn’t have my camera at the time (it had been too wet to take it out) but we returned next day to see how the owner and the foal had fared during the night. Suffice to say I am grateful I don’t have all night vigils in the rain, expressing milk from reluctant maiden mares!
As the property is used to breed race horses, there were foals everywhere. It was little girl heaven.
Nearby to my parent’s house lives a man who collects race horses. He allowed us to wander around and see the horses, which the little girls enjoyed immensely. This was my favourite of the foals. He had four white socks to match his blaze, and such an inquisitive manner.
Just a friendly little nip!
Sharing a spot of dinner.
Three legged horse?