Actually, to be precise, Gel and I had a nice coffee together before I ventured out etc etc
I took a few shots, had a(nother) nice coffee in North Tea Power, and bumped into Christopher Ecclestone outside the Royal Exchange. We had a brief conversation,
Me: Aye up.
Him: Alright.
Which is almost exactly the same conversation I had with Robbie Coltrane and then again with Alex Ferguson in the 1990's.
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Tonight is competition night at the Photo Soc. How will I do? I'm unlikely to win, or pick up a place, and I am at peace with that. I wouldn't always have been so relaxed about it.
When I first started out taking photography seriously, I joined the local Photo Soc and entered the competitions they offered. My photography improved and I quickly understood what was needed to do well in those comps. The improvement was a consequence of the feedback from these comps, as well as from friends (Phil) and other external sources (magazines, internet etc).
After a while I started to realise when I was out and about taking pictures, I was thinking "Oh, this is a competition pic" rather than "This is the sort of pic I'd like to take".
I have gradually changed and now I take pictures of what interests me, and, as evidenced from recent comps, doesn't interest judges. Would I be happy to pick up a prize? You bet, but I'm not taking pictures to win competitions anymore, I'm taking them for me.
Here are the entries, and they will be scored out of 20. Have a go yourself and tomorrow you can compare your score with what the judge thought.
Mono
Billy Bragg
Mist over Ennerdale Water
The Art Critics
Colour
Don't Bomb Syria
Manhattan Lightplay
Rather embarrassingly, I can't remember what I submitted as my third colour entry.......
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