Smiling for the camera is such a cliche – but catching a genuine smile on film (or in pixels) is lovely. I like to take unposed photos of my grandkids (and my kids, back in the day), with them going about their business. The “look at the camera and say cheese” variety have their place, but I like more natural portraits – and if I capture a smile – bonus! We are going to visit Juniper and Banjo next week – we haven’t seen them in person for months, so whatever next week’s challenge theme is, I may have to work them into it!
Portraying a convincing smile in a painting is harder than catching a smile in a photo, which is why this acrylic has pride of place on my wall.
I wasn’t at all sure what I could find for this weeks Photography Challenge – I don’t think I’ve got many photos of “Descent” in my files, although I did think that if only I was in Melbourne I could go to Parliament Station, and take a photo down the horrendously long and steep escalators…But I wasn’t. So I didn’t. However, Bryan decided a day out was in order, and we went to Hall’s Gap in the Grampians National Park on Sunday, and I found some decent descents along a walking track. The photo above shows the long scar down a steep hillside resulting from extremely heavy rain in the area some years ago – water and rocks descended with great force.
The town was packed with visitors, thanks to Cup Day’s long weekend, but the visitor centre at Brambuk, where we had lunch at the cafe, was quieter.
From there, we set off around a walking track, which went down to the creek, then up and around through bushland, and then down and across the creek again before looping back to the carpark. It’s an easy walk, and we enjoyed spotting wildflowers in bloom and seeing some birds, even though there was nothing new or unusual to be found. Except this….
This week’s Photography Challenge is “Grand”. For today, I have gone back to The Trip Of A Lifetime for images of both human-made and natural grandeur. The Australian Alps are much older (and smaller)- a grand old dame of a mountain range – than the massive splendour of Mt Hood and her strato volcanic sisters which are strung out along the Pacific Northwest of America. The oft maligned city of Aberdeen Washington, has many grand old buildings from her glory days, such as the lovely Driftwood Playhouse, and the timber baron’s mansion – now a B&B, I think. Plus the iconic Space Needle in Seattle, built for show, a futuristic exclamation point in that lovely rainy city. Not that it rained much while we were there – just look at the blue, blue skies in Aberdeen, famous as much for rain as being the birthplace of Nirvana.