Capture One, Adobe, and Malaysian Influence

I’ve had some bourbon tonight, which puts me in a somewhat philosophical place right now. Which is good, because I’m STILL trying to find a photo editing workflow with which I am truly happy… or at least not mostly unhappy.

A few days ago I purchased Ming Thein’s Photoshop Workflow III videos. There is a lot of valuable information there, particularly on his dodging/burning workflow, and I was really hoping that this workflow — especially in concert with his supplied camera profiles for Lightroom/ACR — would set me up to quickly and effectively process photos in Adobe’s tools.

Alas, after doing a quick comparison of ACR to C1, it is *still* not even close…

The colors coming out of Capture One still blow away anything Adobe can produce. They feel more natural, tonal gradations and transitions are head and shoulders above. Where Adobe throws a green veil over everything, C1 produces clearly-separated colors.

I really wanted this to work out, if not in Adobe’s favor, as a close enough race that I could be happy enough to use it as a starting point for further editing in Photoshop. But it is just not there.

Why I Do It

I've loved photography for many years. Loved it deep in my soul. And the other day I finally figured out why.

As temporary as this life is, I suppose it's natural to want to leave one's mark. Well, my pictures are my mark -- part of it anyway. The real mark I hope to leave behind is in the hearts of people who look at my photos, and more importantly the people in and around those photos. Last week, making family pictures for good friends, I wasn't just making photographs; I was creating memories while I captured them. The pictures are great, but they are only sub-second moments in time.

The pictures are only keys that unlock memories of the beautiful time shared between the frames -- that's where the real gold is found.

There are lots of things I'd like to be remembered for when I'm gone. But most of all I just want to be remembered fondly. And for me, the surest way to make that happen is to build and capture memories with the people in my life.

The challenge here is that people are the subject that scares me the most. Heck, the only subject that really makes me nervous. So it's a choice between staying in my comfort zone, or building the kind of legacy I want for myself.

For now, I photograph the lovely people in my own little circle -- every one of them beautiful whether they realize it or not, and surely worthy of having proper pictures made.

And soon I'll have to push the envelope further, expanding that comfort zone while I expand my circle and my world.

Drunken Midgets (or: Portrait Session with a Two-Year Old)

Bright and early Sunday morning, I arrived at Sidecut metropark in Maumee with my good friends Matt and Kristy along with their adorable two-year old son, Malcolm.

Like you do, us adults tried to get young Malcolm to cooperate with our preconceived notions of how the photo shoot should go. Well as it turns out, at 9:30 on a sunny Sunday morning in a beautiful metropark, the last thing a two-year old is interested in doing is sitting still while people flash lights in his face.

Since the sunlight wasn't cooperating anyway, we relocated and tried a little reverse psychology on the boy. Of course this didn't work either. Adults cajoling and playing tricks just doesn't compare to grass, trees, bugs, and frogs.

We decided to give our young subject a little break and horse around. This is when things started coming together. Crazy as it sounds, letting a two year old just be a kid seems to work itself out.

After a fair amount of running around in circles, hiking around the park, and just having a good time in the early fall weather, we decided to just go with the flow and get shots where opportunities presented themselves.

As we let Malcolm burn off some of that seemingly endless toddler energy, he began to be slightly more cooperative. Slightly indeed.

After all was said and done, the morning was a stunning success. Many laughs were shared with good friends, the boy got to express his glorious youthful sense of wonder, and we even managed to get a handful of good pictures from the deal.

Sometimes you just have to stop getting hung up on your expectations and just enjoy the ride.