Ah, the poor cousin to the Art Shot, or so were told.
No effort spent to take it, just point, and click.
Nothing to it really.
And yet, it does its job, uncomplaining. Recording moments in peoples lives. Or something that was important to the person with the camera. Or maybe it was just something you had to be there for.
There are no rules.
The horizons kinda tilted. And the focus is somewhat soft. Maybe the exposures a little light, or maybe its just a little dark
But really, it doesnt really matter. Because the snapshot is the most honest picture youll ever make. No elaborate preparation. No fancy multi-sourced lighting. No makeup artist in the background making sure all the hairs are where they are supposed to be. No props. Heck, not even a fancy location. No creation of a fantasy that never existed in this world.
I like snapshots. They catch all kinds of little things, in the foreground, in the background. Clues that tell a story. Stories that come out of seeing snapshots taken thirty, forty, fifty years ago. Crooked smiles, stiff poses, funny-looking clothes. Whos that lady standing next to Uncle Joe? Boy, were we ever goofy-looking as kids! Hey, I dont remember Grandpa having a dog? Oh man, what a weekend that was when Suzy and Rob came over for the BBQ
You wouldnt get those stories if the photographer actually did what we think photographers should do get rid of the distracting foreground, background, adjust the light just so And wait until everyone but the subject is out of the picture.
Yep. I like snapshots. Theyll never win a prize, but they keep warm the memories. They are not about the camera, or about the photographer. They are about... life.
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