Picture time!

25 June 2012, a photo by Snowlet on Flickr.

Of late, I'm much more interested in my baby pictures. Until I had my own kid, I was largely indifferent to the photos that my parents so lovingly took of me doing all the usual baby things.

That said, my favorite photos are the ones with my mom, which are few and far between. She was/is the photog of the family. I love seeing how stylish and pretty she is in old photos. . .

I hate having my photo taken. And I'm frumptastic, but I thought I would make an effort.

Baby love

Today I'm teaching a class on photography at Falmouth Hospital.  As promised on my past post on photography, here are some guidelines for taking better photos.  All of these "rules" should be broken from time to time, except perhaps rule one. . .

Here is the abbreviated version:
1) Have a camera
2) Take lots of pictures (then choose the best ones)
3) Don't forget to look at the background too
4) Turn off the flash if you can
5) Be in the picture

Here is the slightly longer version:

Photography for the sleep deprived

On the 21 June, I'm teaching a photography class at a breast feeding support group at Falmouth Hospital (a wonderful group by the way: it meets on Thursday mornings).  It will be a short and simple class on how to take cute photos of your baby.  While not everyone can take great photos, I think everyone can take good photos with a few simple techniques.

I thought I would write this entry as a way of getting organized but instead decided to write about what photography means in my life. (I'll write the easy photo tips for new moms on another day.)

I started taking photos in 2007, while in my former incarnation as Senior VP of Global Robber Baron, Inc.  I was working 80 to a 100 hours a week, living in hotels, and planes, and life seemed grey.  Nothing inspired me except work.

Meetings in London