We're not talking veggies here. So what do I mean when I say 'dip what'? ... it means I'm inspired! What would we do without our friends and connections who inspire us on to create more ... be more?
Today I'm thankful for my friend Debra over at Doodlebug Designz. She and I bounce ideas back and forth off of each other and it really helps to improve both of our photography skills.
Diptych is a word that had never entered my vocabulary and yet here I am, in love. It's actually similar to something I've done before but just thought of my creations as grids. Grids with stories that is.
They always tell a story. That's what I love about them. Storytelling with photography is challenging. Drawing people into your scene so that they can imagine themselves in the midst of the story makes a photo so much more interesting.
What do these shots above make you think of?
What story do you see?
Are you in the center of that story?
I'll share what they make me think of down below ... let's see if we thought of the anything near the same.
Both photos were taken at different times and with different intentions. They just happened to go together so well for this diptych. I did have to lower the saturation on the grasses to match the green of the eucalyptus leaves, but that was a quick and easy fix.
This next set was taken at different times too but in the same location. One is just a straight on shot of the window and the other a flat lay taken with the beautiful light flowing in through that very window.
One of the great things about these is they don't have to speak anything to anyone but you. You can create your own and have photos that really tell a story.
So, if you're a photographer, maybe you'll go and create some of your own diptychs. And if you're not, well I hope you enjoyed this little venture I went on with my photography Sixteen Miles Out.
I'd love to hear what you see in the photos in the comment section below. See you in a few days!
p.s. On the first set of images, what I imagine is a warm summer day, walking through the grasses, totally carefree, wearing a beautiful flowing dress and that hat ... hands out, touching the grass, moving the windblown hair from my face. Not a care in the world ... at least for that day. 😉