"I don’t want to have my picture taken," she said. "I’d like one of those puffy flower things though."
"Well go pick one," I replied.
The next thing I knew, there she was, all settled in with the tall grass all around her. Suddenly, I felt like I was photographing an angel...
Later on, when I sorted through the images, I thought to myself how every so often, we are graced with a miracle shot. I suppose that some people can produce them all the time at will. I can't do that. Especially when I'm working with people.
My goal in photography is to be an artist. I have no interest in being a professional, and the two are significantly different in my opinion. My interest lies in catching something that is just a bit more than a photograph, and with this shot, that worked out.
For an entertaining read, visit Ken Rockwell's site and read his Seven levels of Photographers artical.
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