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    • Photographers and photo enthusiasts: let's see your favorite photo(s) and a description of why.

      I'll start. This is my favorite because it was one of the coolest scenes I'd ever seen, and I was able to capture what I felt.

      A couple of years back I happened to be in very close proximity to a prescribed wildfire when camping in Sequoia National Park. I had no idea there was even going to be a wildfire. Fire crews assured us our campground was safe, so I setup my camera and took long exposures through the night.

    • It's hard to choose a favorite, but I've always been fond of this photo I took of @Felicity and her pal Hypolimnas bolina nerina (common eggfly butterfly) at the Melbourne Zoo.

      The little guy perched on her head for just a brief moment, and I snapped a photo just as Felicity looked over at me and smiled.

      Btw, your wildfire shot still blows my mind every time I see it. 🤯

    • Burning trees, reminded me of this one, we came across this tree alight in the middle of a field, after a lightning strike.
      Fire and broken tree limbs.
      No one around.
      Wish I had a decent camera that day.

    • I'm going to take the liberty of posting two shots. They could hardly be more different both in subject matter and in process, so I find it hard to choose one as my favorite.

      The first was taken outside of the cathedral in Madrid. I saw a group of nuns and had in mind a frame that consisted of nothing but their habits in front of an iron gate. As I was shooting, one of the nuns unexpectedly turned around. The earlier shots captured my idea well enough, but after seeing her expression, I tossed them all in favor of this happy accident.

    • I'm a lazy street shooter. I tend to walk around in the same neighborhood all the time. You get to the point where you know where good possibilities are to be found, but it's a matter of chance whether it all comes together or not. About four blocks from my apartment, there was a lingerie shop that regularly had large posters in one of the shop windows. However, there were usually cars or motorcycles parked in front, partly blocking the view. I had seen a worker washing the window, which gave me the idea of the shot, but it took two years before I actually had the chance to shoot what I had visualized. Call it a planned but unposed shot, I guess.

    • That photo is incredible, Kevin - really wow. 😲

      It's always tough when someone asks what you're favourite photos is. So many for different reasons, but I'll go with this one. Taken at Loch Onich, Highlands, Scotland in September 2013. This scene usually has no reflections and often has white skies, so I think I love that it was a one-off. It was well worth the early morning wake-up call.

    • Lots of good stuff in this thread! I have three I'm very happy with but I'm going to limit myself to posting one.

      In the Catacombs of Paris I captured this shot. In Lightroom I was going for classical painterly approach with light. This isn't the type of thing I typically shoot, but I hope you enjoy it!

    • I don't take great photos, but enjoyed seeing this one - I really enjoyed visiting the Paris Catacombs! My husband was a little creeped out, but my daughter and I thought it was weirdly beautiful, and actually very respectful of the dead.

    • I took this photo at Kells Road Races in 2005. It was the last lap, last corner and Ryan Farquahr, 77, outbraked Guy Martin ( I think) by moving off line onto an area of the road where cement dust had been laid to cover an oil spill from a crash in the previous race.

      Farquahr's front forks are completely compressed as he brakes.

    • For me the favorite picture is the one that moved me the most...

      I was out on early November 15' motorbike ride in a place called North road.. Collingwood Nova Scotia . The road seemed to have an odd amount of graveyards,but for the most part you could easily look in from the road to see them while riding..except for the third one..which had a small sign pointing off onto a winding field road...

      After crossing the large field..... maybe a few hundred acres in size.. i encountered a fenced in graveyard which had an old 4x4 truck parked in front of it.. There was an 81 year old man showing his respects to a comrade he had attended a funeral service for {in the same spot} circa 1950's.. then told me....

      He wanted to mow the grave yard so others would know the deceased were "not forgotten"

      I ride during week days and had to keep moving to get back in time for work.. my heart was saying something much different...

    • Hi Kevin. I chose this picture because of its simplicity. I was testing a Bronica ETRS Medium Format Camera and I was caught trying to get a candid shot. I aptly named the photograph “Caught Red Handed”.

    • This is my favorite photo I have ever taken. It was shot in Gion in Kyoto, Japan. I shot it on Ektar film with my Leica M6. I was walking around in Gion trying to see if I could see any Geisha heading out. One end of the street was packed with photographers and tourists. I ended up walking around some of the smaller street and then in a second this scene appeared in front of me, but only for a second. It was just starting to get dark and I was shooting ASA 100 film. I end up shooting wide open at .95 or 1.4, or something like that. I think the shutter speed was like 1/30 of a second. I wasn't sure what I had captured until a few weeks later when I got my film back.

    • Chichicastenengo market in Guatemala, I try and take a sly sniped shot of this lady selling petals next to the chapel.

      I had the perfect profile of her, right as i click the shutter she turns and stares at me, then goes off, screaming at me in her indiginous language of kaqchikel.

      I try and apologise but she won't have it, a lady standing near me told me "she just put a cusre on you, get out of here".

      I walk round the corner sheepishly and continue to take more shots...but the camera won't work, I swap sd cards, nothing, swap again nothing, swap batteries twice and on the third battery the camera comes to life.

      Before I take the next shot i look at the info screen, and on it are the numbers 666

    • Hey everyone, these are all incredible photos and wonderful backstories. Thanks for sharing 🙏

      I know it's a loaded question, asking to see your favorite photo, because I understand that we all have multiple favorites.

      Keep them coming. Feel free to show more!

      Here's another favorite photo of mine. It's a favorite because it captures one of my photographer heroes, Tim Kemple, betting his life on a few ice screws and static line to photograph ice climbers ascending hundreds of feet from the depths of a glacier. I admire his dedication. This is a behind the scenes photo from a film we made in partnership with GoPro and Black Diamond.

    • Hey Lauren, thanks! And I love this shot of yours, it's so peaceful!

      I still need to make it out there to see the Scottish highlands. My ancestors would be disappointed in me as they once lived there.

    • i stumbled upon this thread from @Julianne 's photography themes post

      for my shot it is more about the story than the shot, but they are very much intertwined for the moment i captured. it is a bit of a tl:dr post so venture in if you have time as it is most likely the most important photo i have ever made

      back in 2011, i had just begun my foray into self portraiture and was starting to really enjoy it. i took part in a bi-weekly theme called The selfy sunday project over on G+ that was more about learning and improving self portraiture rather than just posting selfies and it was a great group and a very nurturing environment and occasionally there would even be themes within the theme

      it was around this time of year in 2011 that the upcoming theme was a halloween theme and so i was going to dress up as a swanky devil drinking a martini and had everything ready to shoot it that weekend but before that could happen something very tragic mother had a stroke and was hospitalized

      they were able to stabilize her and all seemed well until that saturday when unforeseen complications arose and mother passed away. my mother and my father where such an important part of my life and always so supportive of my art that i decided that even in my grief i was going to go home and create my art and do it in their honor.

      in the original idea for the self portrait i was to be a swanky devil but instead i turned the concept on it's ear and went in a different approach, an approach that is steeped in meaning and symbolism. in the image i am wearing a jacket and tie that once belonged to my father, i am sitting in a chair that was once at my house growing up as a child, and i am holding a photo of my mother and father that she gave to me after my father passed away years before. the idea was simple; my parents were two of the most loving, giving, caring, and nurturing people i have ever known and the devil was sad because these were two souls he will never have

      after i completed this image i really realized how cathartic self portraiture could be and it literally changed my entire outlook on how i viewed my art and the direction it has now gone since then. it is for this reason i always to encourage other photographers to at least try it at some point even if they never post any of the images public, it is a great way to work through any issues you might be having and explore yourself

    • Totally love the story behind the image the depth and emotional anguish shows. Sorry that you had to loose loved ones to create it, but maybe this is their way of communicating thru you to do what you do so very well better and with 💓.

      Ps thank you for the mention. x

    • And favourite in terms of professional remuneration. This one won a $2k prize in the 'My Auckland' 2006 competition and I made a good earn on the rights.

      My favourite thing about the image is it was taken with a kit lens that the galoot at the camera store told me was 'absolute rubbish' and to 'chuck it away'.

    • thank you. i was in art school when my father passed and i threw myself into my work with the same mentality then as well, make them proud by doing what they helped me become

    • This one’s my favourite shot today, May not be my most technically correct shot, but it was taken from a helicopter doors off, hanging out the side with a lap belt on and flying over the Western MacDonnell ranges in Central Australia. Every time I see this image, (And I have it printed 3 foot long) I imagine just how much force has been exerted on the range to turn it ninety degrees so the layers of sediment are now vertical instead of horizontal in the top left you can just make out a bit of the settlement there so starts to give an idea of scale then imaging just what happened to turn a whole range on its side. The image always brings back the memories of the flight over the range and the experience of it. Still my favourite image today. (Best viewed large.)