"We must achieve the character and acquire the skills to live much poorer than we do. We must waste less. We must do more for ourselves and for each other. It is either that or continue merely to think and talk about changes that we are inviting catastrophe to make. The great obstacle is simply this: the conviction that we cannot change because we are dependant on what is wrong. But that is the addict's excuse, and we know that it will not do."
—Wendell Berry

Tuesday 21 July 2015

Through the eyes of my child

We did the beef cut up a few weeks ago. As I would not be able to handle the camera due to mucky hands I gave it to my son instead. After a quick tutorial we left him to it to see what he would do. So here is the view from my sons world.


















This last photo is my absolute favourite.
I learned many things from these pictures when I discussed them with my son. Highlights include:
  1. Daddy is a huge giant with a booming voice. He is mostly composed of trousers and gumboots with a red bushy beard on top. Lets me do lots of stuff mum doesn't.
  2. What is in a bucket is really interesting and has to be photographed often.
  3. Patterns on the floor are interesting.
  4. Focus is optional.
  5. The dogs are easier to photograph if they are first sternly ordered to sit and stay.
  6. Peoples heads are optional when framing a picture.
  7. I can look into the camera to make sure it is working. This has nothing to do with there being seven hundred pictures of myself  up close...

2 comments:

  1. Ulf you should be very proud of your pictorial record of the days work.
    The one shot of the meat looks good. Seems you had plenty of onlookers, I hope that is where they stayed.
    Good to see the culprit took a selfie. They all seem to be doing it these days.

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  2. Jim,
    It looks like I have a new cameraman for future projects. The meat was excellent! Three year old beef, hung for two and a half weeks. Absolutely rich and tender and I am glad to say all the critters behaved themselves. They all now know it is easier to stay at a distance and wait for the occasional scrap to be flicked in their direction. I did not need to feed any of them that evening.

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