Focus on Photographers; Tuesday, First Period [01/28].
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"Hey, guys," Prompto greeted the class with a sheepish, apologetic smile and a shrug, "sorry about missing last week, but, hoo boy, let me tell you, when a kid gets sick, they get sick. Thankfully, everyone's feeling much better now, and we can keep on keeping on with our Focus on Photographers!
"And hopefully," he chuckled a little, also a bit sheepish and apologetic, he was going to be stuck in that mode all class, so you might as well get used to it, "you guys got my email about the homework assignment! And if not, that's fine, too! Maybe you can google something real quick while someone else is going. I was hoping to take today to talk about some photographers you might enjoy! But I'll definitely get you started and introduce you to two of mine."
And, with a click of the projector remote and a dimming of the lights, Prompto pulled up a picture that was very clearly just a sort of candid shot of a close-up of a cat's nose. Anyone who knew him well would recognize the fur patterns to indentify the cat as clearly Liz's cat, Rain, leaning in to sniff and inspect the lens. He chuckled faintly and clicked onto the next one, which was a beautiful shot of a tropical sunset over the water. The other one featured him, actually, also clearly in the middle of taking a picture with an African savannah stretched out behind him as a backdrop. There were a few pictures of several other cats far less familiar, and one more was a beautiful night sky, in the snow, with a glowing light that made the snowflakes and stars beautifully indistingishable, and Prompto had developed a big, stupid grin on his face as he finished up his examples.
"These," he said proudly, "are all photographs taken by my wife, Liz. She doesn't do photography professionally like I do, she does it just as a hobby, but she's easily my favorite photographer, and I'm glad she let me share some of these shots with you. She's got a really keen eye for just little magic moments. She and I both started being interested in photography as kids, for similar reasons, too, so it's always been sort of something we've had in common and bonded over. In fact, I met her when she showed up to breathe new life into the Photo Hut here on the island! And as for my other favorite?"
The next collection of pictures were much more....abstract? Big blotches of things, or perhaps a little bit of something familiar at an odd angle, or with a weird big smudge in the corner of it, definitely more pictures of that same cat, and a surprisingly good picture of a big chicken stuffed animal with a circle of rubber duckies in attendance.
"Remember that kid who won that contest with that photo of the bird for photographers under twelve?" he asked. "Well this photographer isn't even two yet! Although, to be fair, her birthday is next week. These are pictures taken by my daughter Noctra with her first camera that she got for Christmas, and I'm pretty sure you'll all agree," his chuckle now was incredibly proud and adoring, "the photographic talent runs in the family!"
He typically didn't like making references to his bloodline if he could help it, but this one was fine. This one, he could just say she got most of it from her mom, obviously!
"So those are mine," he concluded with a big, dorky, shameless grin. "What are some of your favorites? Who wants to go next?"
"And hopefully," he chuckled a little, also a bit sheepish and apologetic, he was going to be stuck in that mode all class, so you might as well get used to it, "you guys got my email about the homework assignment! And if not, that's fine, too! Maybe you can google something real quick while someone else is going. I was hoping to take today to talk about some photographers you might enjoy! But I'll definitely get you started and introduce you to two of mine."
And, with a click of the projector remote and a dimming of the lights, Prompto pulled up a picture that was very clearly just a sort of candid shot of a close-up of a cat's nose. Anyone who knew him well would recognize the fur patterns to indentify the cat as clearly Liz's cat, Rain, leaning in to sniff and inspect the lens. He chuckled faintly and clicked onto the next one, which was a beautiful shot of a tropical sunset over the water. The other one featured him, actually, also clearly in the middle of taking a picture with an African savannah stretched out behind him as a backdrop. There were a few pictures of several other cats far less familiar, and one more was a beautiful night sky, in the snow, with a glowing light that made the snowflakes and stars beautifully indistingishable, and Prompto had developed a big, stupid grin on his face as he finished up his examples.
"These," he said proudly, "are all photographs taken by my wife, Liz. She doesn't do photography professionally like I do, she does it just as a hobby, but she's easily my favorite photographer, and I'm glad she let me share some of these shots with you. She's got a really keen eye for just little magic moments. She and I both started being interested in photography as kids, for similar reasons, too, so it's always been sort of something we've had in common and bonded over. In fact, I met her when she showed up to breathe new life into the Photo Hut here on the island! And as for my other favorite?"
The next collection of pictures were much more....abstract? Big blotches of things, or perhaps a little bit of something familiar at an odd angle, or with a weird big smudge in the corner of it, definitely more pictures of that same cat, and a surprisingly good picture of a big chicken stuffed animal with a circle of rubber duckies in attendance.
"Remember that kid who won that contest with that photo of the bird for photographers under twelve?" he asked. "Well this photographer isn't even two yet! Although, to be fair, her birthday is next week. These are pictures taken by my daughter Noctra with her first camera that she got for Christmas, and I'm pretty sure you'll all agree," his chuckle now was incredibly proud and adoring, "the photographic talent runs in the family!"
He typically didn't like making references to his bloodline if he could help it, but this one was fine. This one, he could just say she got most of it from her mom, obviously!
"So those are mine," he concluded with a big, dorky, shameless grin. "What are some of your favorites? Who wants to go next?"