My photography lecturer at university used to have this thing that the final frame would invariably be the best shot on a roll of film. His argument was you’re worrying less about getting the perfect shot and are rushing to get through the last couple of clicks of the shutter so you can start afresh. He was a bit of dick and prone to wafflely bollocks but he was often right on that. Although the clunk of the final frame not completing and then the whirr of the automatic rewind is not a sound we really hear anymore!
Aaaaaaanyway, the point of that anecdote (old fart’s trip down memory lane!) is that last week @19syllables and I were playing around with a mirror on the bend of my hallway stairs. I was trying to get a cheeky shot of her arse as she scampered down the stairs. It didn’t work. As I was giving up I shot one image of her looking out the window as she came back upstairs. I dismissed it immediately – out of focus, too much face (not that her face isn’t awesome, of course!).
I didn’t even download it with the rest of that day’s photos. Then for some reason, on Saturday morning I decided to get it off my camera and had a play with the edit. The result? I bloody love this shot. The out of focus blurring creates softness and a wistfulness that is echoed in the thoughtfulness you see in the setting of her mouth. And I love the way the light frames her and accentuates her curves.