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Miranda flopped down into one of the two arm chairs in the family's living room, just having showered; and reached for a college headed letter paper and read the brief brief for the semesters major photography assignment.
Second Semester's Project
'The Human Touch'
You are to produce a portfolio of portraits; of at least three individuals but a maximum of five. Your subjects should be a mixture of male and female and a broad spectrum of ages. The portraits should reflect your subject's character and profession consisting of a mixture of posed and 'real life' situations. Full Glamour poses will not be acceptable That will be the subject of a minor piece of course work). Please visit the course intranet pages for full guidance as to what is and isn't acceptable for this assignment. One of them ideally should be a child, though we appreciate this may not be feasible.
The aim of the project is to get you thinking not only how to take the photographs, but how to pose the model, the subject and to think what lighting and props are required to photograph them in their 'natural environment'. Also consideration to their clothing. Full details suggestions and tips again can be found on the intranet pages.
Miranda turned to her laptop on the coffee table and reached for it. It wasn't a small laptop, it was rather powerful to allow her to edit in Photoshop her photographs, and it also had a large 17inch high resolution screen. She had an even more suitable desk top upstairs for keeping her photographs and editing them.
She turned to 'Evernote' and opened the program, before starting to type ideas of subject for the project; when she heard two voices approaching from the kitchen. She looked up to see her mother and her friend Jennifer enter the room, carrying a tray of cups, a coffee pot and condiments. She smiled and placed her lap top back on the coffee table ensuring there was space for the tray.
Miranda had recently turned 18, and passed her A-levels well. She intended to go to University, but wasn't sure what to study. She was academically bright, and was encouraged to study something like pharmacy, where there is always a requirement. That would suit her science interest well, but she also had an artistic touch, specifically photography. As such she could alternatively try a career in photography or some form of graphic design. She wasn't sure.
Since she picked up an old film compact camera she had enjoyed, and had an eye, a flair for photography and until now had been her hobby, an interest. She had whilst in the sixth form been offered work as a wedding photographer, but turned the work down. She wasn't sure if she could cope with the pressure of having to provide. Instead, she offered to be a unofficial photographer, catching the more candid moments of the days events. Her resulting portfolio had been very much appreciated by the couple, who had given her a generous selection of amazon gift vouchers for her to spend on what ever she wanted. With some of her own money she had bought a new portrait lens.
And so whilst she decided to have a gap year, she had enrolled on a 12 month photography course at a local arts college, where she attended lectures workshops and tutorials two, occasionally three times a week. The other days, she was either working at 'Boyden's Kitchen' a local coffee house where she works part time, or working on her assignments.
Miranda assisted her mother and Jenifer with the tray and soon they were all sat down, with their coffees and some home made cookies.
It was then that Miranda's mother saw the college headed letter on which had the details of her next semester assignment.
"Oh its the details of the second major portfolio, portraits.... " She then proceeded to read out the brief of the assignment, before sipping her coffee as she finished.
"Well I need to decide who I should ask to be my subjects." Miranda was about to use the term 'model' but realised that wasn't quite the right term, subjects being better as it is about the person and their environment. "I was starting to generate a short list of who I could ask. Was thinking of Uncle Adrian either in his garden or his bike - possibly both and Grace, her younger cousin. But that is all I have at the moment."
It was her Uncle Adrian who, when Miranda was curious about taking up cycling as a form of fitness encouraged her. He was now in his 40s and slightly over weight, but he was still pretty quick on his bike, and had actively encouraged Miranda to ride, taking time out to ride with her, advise her on and even, when she passed her GCSEs at 16, with very good grades, had bought her; her first decent road bike. Because of her interest in cycling, Miranda was slightly tom boy looking slender, muscular, shapely legs and bum. Because of the cycle helmet, Miranda had kept her brunette hair short, and so at times could, had been mistaken as a boy, despite being blessed with a small B cup bust, but where pert and uplifting; firm enough to go bra-less when she could.
"Any thoughts, suggestions?" Miranda took another sip of her coffee and lent back into the arm chair she was sitting on, feeling the cool leather on her back and the back of her arms. She was wearing a baggy red racer back top and a pair of black leggings, still airing her body after her early morning cycle with Uncle Adrian
Miranda flopped down into one of the two arm chairs in the family's living room, just having showered; and reached for a college headed letter paper and read the brief brief for the semesters major photography assignment.
Second Semester's Project
'The Human Touch'
You are to produce a portfolio of portraits; of at least three individuals but a maximum of five. Your subjects should be a mixture of male and female and a broad spectrum of ages. The portraits should reflect your subject's character and profession consisting of a mixture of posed and 'real life' situations. Full Glamour poses will not be acceptable That will be the subject of a minor piece of course work). Please visit the course intranet pages for full guidance as to what is and isn't acceptable for this assignment. One of them ideally should be a child, though we appreciate this may not be feasible.
The aim of the project is to get you thinking not only how to take the photographs, but how to pose the model, the subject and to think what lighting and props are required to photograph them in their 'natural environment'. Also consideration to their clothing. Full details suggestions and tips again can be found on the intranet pages.
Miranda turned to her laptop on the coffee table and reached for it. It wasn't a small laptop, it was rather powerful to allow her to edit in Photoshop her photographs, and it also had a large 17inch high resolution screen. She had an even more suitable desk top upstairs for keeping her photographs and editing them.
She turned to 'Evernote' and opened the program, before starting to type ideas of subject for the project; when she heard two voices approaching from the kitchen. She looked up to see her mother and her friend Jennifer enter the room, carrying a tray of cups, a coffee pot and condiments. She smiled and placed her lap top back on the coffee table ensuring there was space for the tray.
Miranda had recently turned 18, and passed her A-levels well. She intended to go to University, but wasn't sure what to study. She was academically bright, and was encouraged to study something like pharmacy, where there is always a requirement. That would suit her science interest well, but she also had an artistic touch, specifically photography. As such she could alternatively try a career in photography or some form of graphic design. She wasn't sure.
Since she picked up an old film compact camera she had enjoyed, and had an eye, a flair for photography and until now had been her hobby, an interest. She had whilst in the sixth form been offered work as a wedding photographer, but turned the work down. She wasn't sure if she could cope with the pressure of having to provide. Instead, she offered to be a unofficial photographer, catching the more candid moments of the days events. Her resulting portfolio had been very much appreciated by the couple, who had given her a generous selection of amazon gift vouchers for her to spend on what ever she wanted. With some of her own money she had bought a new portrait lens.
And so whilst she decided to have a gap year, she had enrolled on a 12 month photography course at a local arts college, where she attended lectures workshops and tutorials two, occasionally three times a week. The other days, she was either working at 'Boyden's Kitchen' a local coffee house where she works part time, or working on her assignments.
Miranda assisted her mother and Jenifer with the tray and soon they were all sat down, with their coffees and some home made cookies.
It was then that Miranda's mother saw the college headed letter on which had the details of her next semester assignment.
"Oh its the details of the second major portfolio, portraits.... " She then proceeded to read out the brief of the assignment, before sipping her coffee as she finished.
"Well I need to decide who I should ask to be my subjects." Miranda was about to use the term 'model' but realised that wasn't quite the right term, subjects being better as it is about the person and their environment. "I was starting to generate a short list of who I could ask. Was thinking of Uncle Adrian either in his garden or his bike - possibly both and Grace, her younger cousin. But that is all I have at the moment."
It was her Uncle Adrian who, when Miranda was curious about taking up cycling as a form of fitness encouraged her. He was now in his 40s and slightly over weight, but he was still pretty quick on his bike, and had actively encouraged Miranda to ride, taking time out to ride with her, advise her on and even, when she passed her GCSEs at 16, with very good grades, had bought her; her first decent road bike. Because of her interest in cycling, Miranda was slightly tom boy looking slender, muscular, shapely legs and bum. Because of the cycle helmet, Miranda had kept her brunette hair short, and so at times could, had been mistaken as a boy, despite being blessed with a small B cup bust, but where pert and uplifting; firm enough to go bra-less when she could.
"Any thoughts, suggestions?" Miranda took another sip of her coffee and lent back into the arm chair she was sitting on, feeling the cool leather on her back and the back of her arms. She was wearing a baggy red racer back top and a pair of black leggings, still airing her body after her early morning cycle with Uncle Adrian
