What can I say about this week with the letter “G”. I’ve started to notice that besides getting out and shooting, which was really the reason for starting this blog, that I’m also looking for the story behind the photos. In fact, the two are becoming hand in hand. Really, what fun would it be to just go and shoot a bunch of pictures.
I did run into some trouble this week with my camera. No, not the same as I spoke about in my Review and Redefine post. What happened was I noticed, after I had uploaded the photos into my computer that many of them had a black spot almost in the center of the photo. I immediately, researched and found that if your camera gets dust on the mirror, your photos reflect the dust with a black spot. Makes sense. I did a cleaning and should be good to go for the letter “H”. So I wouldn’t have to spend a ton of time in PSE, to remove this spot, on the photos, I decided this week will be quality over quantity.
My story for the week is about the garbage dump. I went to take photos, and of course there is a barb wired fence around the site. I took a few photos from a distance and thought well that is that. I then remembered something my husband always tells me………”Remember it’s always no unless you ask”. With that, I drove to the entrance, told my spiel about being a photographer and wanted to shoot the garbage dump. As usual that person would have to ask his supervisor. Ok, so we talk to the supervisor and that person has to ask his manager. The manager is nowhere to be found, so the supervisor stated, that he would take responsibility for me going into the dump, that the rules are no photos are allowed, but would I write my name down for him. No phone number, no address, just my name????? I did and off I drove deep into the dump. Back in the states on the evening before garbage day, a couple of guys drive around the neighborhood looking in the garbage, for items that they can get money for. such as metal objects, appliances etc. Here in Aruba, there are actual people in the dump looking for who knows what. I can’t imagine what they would be finding, didn’t want to ask after sneaking and taking their photos.
One quick note: I am a passionate gardener, however, here in Aruba all the homes are fenced in, so without getting permission, there is no way to get photos The two I’ve posted are from the million dollar homes that have landscaped outside their fencing.
Until next Tuesday
Happy Shooting

nice gate

GARDEN

SHOPPING FOR GROCERIES

GOATS




GARBAGE DUMP




SEE YOU NEXT TUESDAY FOR MY “H” PHOTOS