I used to obsess over technical details. Everything had to be perfect (in my mind, although probably not by other people’s standards). I wouldn’t post or even bother to edit a photo if it was slightly out of focus, too grainy, or if the composition was off. But lately I’ve found a love for imperfection… tilt shift, out of focus, grainy images… there’s something very real and very endearing about a moment captured imperfectly.
Like this picture of Binx.
It tells a story about a quick little kitty playing in a shadowy room.
It’s a real moment, as it really happened…on a dark and rainy day, shot at 3200 iso to keep the motion blur at bay. I had been tossing his ball across the room so I could take his picture, a few times I landed it on the bed.
Eventually he grew tired of that game and he lounged around a bit, watching me and that funny clicking thing I kept sticking in his face.
He also found a new nap-spot on top of my jewelry box!
Each of these is noisy and dark and I’m probably over-processing them to hell but who cares, I love them. They’re beautiful to me and they capture the spirit of the day we had together. Sometimes life is imperfect and it’s best to embrace it.