This is another photo that I took when my brother and his family were visiting recently, and even though there’s some clear similarities to many other images I have shared there’s also something kind of unique about it that I really like. (Though my uncle would quibble with that phrasing: it is not possible, he would say, for something to be kind of unique. It is or it is not. There is no middle ground. But if language is merely a vehicle for transmitting meaning, then my reply would be simply “Yeah, but you get what I’m saying.” I digress.) It’s not necessarily the glowing leaf, or the color palette, or the overall composition with the bright orange/yellow subject in the middle standing out against the greens behind it. Those are all well and good, but what I find kind of fascinating about this image, in a way that keeps surprising me, is how the more I look at it the more I find in it.
Side note: I thought about writing the rest of this post in second-person, but the more I typed the more presumptuous it sounded. Who am I to say what you or anyone else might notice or glean from one of my photos? Instead, the traditional first-person narration not only suffices but fits quite well.
The first thing I noticed about this scene, which is also the first thing I see when I look at the image itself, is the bright yellow leaf in the center. Sure that sounds a bit obvious, but it’s true–and it’s also what serves to build a foundation for the rest of the image. The yellow contrasts quite nicely with the light green leaves and clear sky in the background, and it immediately drew me in as I looked around for photo opportunities in my neighbor’s field with my brother while our kids played makeshift disc golf. I dialed in an aperture of f/8, got close enough to fill a decent amount of the frame with the subject, and fired off a couple of shots. Bam! Done and done.
Later on, as I was looking through my photos in Lightroom, something changed. Not the picture itself, but the way in which I engaged with it: I started noticing all kinds of other elements that were already present, but hitherto unseen despite being right in front of me the whole time. The wispy lines of dark brown on the upper portion of the leaf. The bright glowing edges along the perimeter of orange. The circular spots of out-of-focus light speckled all throughout the right side of the background. The stick curving sharply up and to the right, coming ever so close to the leaf but not quite touching it. The vertical smears of burnt umber on the left, as if a pale imitation of Bob Ross had just let loose with sweeping whimsical brush strokes. And on and on.
Usually my photos are pretty simple: a subject, more often than not in the center or along a vertical third, with an out of focus background. Nothing too complicated, nothing to challenge the photographer or the viewer all that much. And by some metrics this one serves to maintain status quo. But then, upon closer inspection…well, I wonder if it does for you what it did for me :)
Side note: This publication of this photo coincides with the 13th anniversary of Weekly Fifty going online–give or take a day or two. Whether you’ve been following for years, months, weeks, or this is your first time here…thank you! I hope you enjoy my photos and the posts and/or audio messages, and here’s to many more to come.



