When I was asked to go take some photos for a Hockney-esque collage, I jumped at it. Grabbing my camera and many rolls of film, I tore down to the bridge where the Humber River empties into Lake Ontario. It was early morning, sunrise, and being Toronto and all, I thought I would not have to worry about people interrupting the shot … boy was I wrong. The bridge was crammed with joggers, walkers, scooterers and cyclists. The only thing that saved me was being quick on the shutter and managing to snap a few shots on the rare occasions that the bridge was actually empty.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Homage to Hockney - Photo Collage
When I was asked to go take some photos for a Hockney-esque collage, I jumped at it. Grabbing my camera and many rolls of film, I tore down to the bridge where the Humber River empties into Lake Ontario. It was early morning, sunrise, and being Toronto and all, I thought I would not have to worry about people interrupting the shot … boy was I wrong. The bridge was crammed with joggers, walkers, scooterers and cyclists. The only thing that saved me was being quick on the shutter and managing to snap a few shots on the rare occasions that the bridge was actually empty.
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