It’s back to school in the new year and photography assignment time. I might be an ageing student but somethings never change – like in the “good old days” I am desperate starting the assignment only the day before. The voice inside me is nagging – “You have not taken any photos for your assignment.” It didn’t help that there was no sun in the morning – it remained gloomy with a biting cold wind. But the luck changed somewhere in the evening when a watery sun appeared and I rushed out at tea break hoping to catch the evening light.
The assignment is on colour, shape, lines,low and hi depth of field, blurring of images all the basics about composing a photo.
The curry leaf plant that was a gift by my colleague Momina catches my eye. OK, that looks fine — at least one in the bag so to speak. …
Outside near the billboard two young photographers Sayed Asif Mahmud and Wahid Adnan are having a smoke. Here all the young smoke — so sad. Asif once pulled rank jokingly and says he is my senior at Pathshala photogrpahy course. At my age its good to find a senior in school. Adnan on the other hand has adopted me as his Granny! So now I have a 2 year old granddaughter going on 3 and a 30 year old grandson going… gosh! I wonder where? But he says “Granny matters” and it was time to pose for Granny.
Then a quick fix on lines.
Asif says as a beginner I should keep my images sharp and its only as you get older that photographers start blurring images.
This one taken at the only Bangla wedding I’ve attended was a tray of betel leaves at the entrance.
And then a creative dinner sometime ago got me more shapes and colours.
How can one do composition assignment in Dhaka without the ubiquitous rickshaw walla?
And how not to include a portrait…
‘We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.’ — Kahlil Gibran