Welcome to n2images Photography
Through these words and pictures, we hope to share our love for and experiences in photography.
neal & nita
We love Family
This session was just about a year in the making - due to hectic schedules. I'd say it was worth the wait. A typical session can be completed in an hour or so, but we had so much fun it was difficult to stop.
We start with traditional family poses-
Then we move on to find what we can find to make an interesting photograph-
How convenient is it to have a railroad car?
Often times we can find really good shots that are just there - ready for the "click". We just have to see.
It is always fun to bring one personal item. It makes the shoot, well - more personal - here we go-
"I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Asked the Lord above for mercy- Save me if you please."
passing on the passion
We love Families- neal and nita
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Morgan
Nita and I love to photograph students. A few Saturdays ago we had the opportunity to capture Morgan as a part of her senior year portrait collection..
Morgan is beautiful through and through - ambitious, thoughtful and driven. Morgan is an AP student who is dual enrolled, taking college level courses while finishing her last few classes at WLHS. She has been a band student since the 5th grade. As band parents ourselves, we know they are special kids - of course we are partial. Morgan is Section Leader of the flutes and has been a member of the Mercer Macon Youth Symphony Orchestra, an achievement earned by only the best student musicians.
So we headed out - Nita and I, with our cameras in tow to take a few photographs of this beautiful young lady.
n2 - neal & nita
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Road Trip I
Last weekend Nita and I decided to go on a date - simply head out in the Jetta, with our cameras of course and see what we could see. Northward-ho!
The journey is what we were after, and the gems just off the main route, tucked behind a tree, overgrown, longing for just a little attention like a forgotten senior. They stand like sentinels. Most passersby simply do not notice them as they fade into the landscape. These relics remain, having lived past their usefulness but still provide us beauty - but we have to look. Even in silence, these places speak.
The day included a nice leisurely drive through back country roads, plenty of U-turns, and a wonderful lunch in historic Madison GA served up by a spunky waitress that could have been Jody Foster's double. We plan to make this Road Trip the first in a series; We simply love exploring and imagining what once was.
South from Elberton, we were thinking about lunch and this caught my eye, so a quick U turn and we explored this field for about an hour..
In Bottles..
The house behind the house- not so bad unless it's really cold, or on a hot steamy day... or any other time for that matter..
Moonshine still - probably hidden from the "revenuers" for the longest time - Now a roadside relic.
.. notice the wheel so the entire contraption could be quickly moved at the first sign of trouble ..
My Bride
Thanks for checking out our blog - We love taking photos ..
n2 - neal & nita
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Opportunity Lost – Lesson Learned
As long as I can remember, I have had a fascination with the camera, of the images it makes and of photography. The bug first bit, and probably for many, on a family vacation.
I was eight – remember it as clear as day. My grandmother came to visit us in Dallas, Texas. She lived in Kansas and we decided to take a trip to show her the Alamo. So we packed up and headed to San Antonio, a few hundred miles to the south. I was in charge of the camera.
It was (is) a camera made by Kodak – a Brownie Hawkeye; high tech at the time. Basically a light-tight box, with a fixed lens set up so that the depth of field guaranteed anything you pointed it at was in focus, because there was no way to actually focus the camera. The box was held just above belt level and the photographer would peer down into the viewfinder so most photos were taken at an upward angle. Now there is a tip for taking chest up portraits, a technique basically lost on the masses with their fancy schmancy DSLRs.
Attached to the box was a flash with a gangly arm with a nice sized reflector-diffuser. Modern day photographers can take a note – get your flash away from the lens AND diffuse the light. There was no such a thing as red eye with this relic. Only with the modern conveniences of the point-and-shoot and the pop up flash was this malady introduced to images. Red eye is prevalent in amateur-land and easy to prevent, or fix.
We arrive at the Alamo with great anticipation. I felt this was going to be a wonderful photographic opportunity and I was to take full advantage for our family scrapbook. I walked around the grounds of the old church, fort, and battleground and “found” many photos.
The Brownie Hawkeye is a film camera. Pre-dating the 35mm canister, you had to insert the roll and thread it around the back to the opposite spindle and turn it to frame #1. I shot lots of frames.
We enter for the most exciting part of the tour- a place where Sam Houston, Jim Bowie, and many other heroes made their last stand. What was the first thing I saw…. a sign: NO PHOTOS. Ugh.
What was a poor boy to do? I made a decision that I believe many true-blooded photographers have made as well. I was going to shoot till asked to stop. That call never came and I quickly got my treasures.
As we drove as away from this historic Texas landmark I knew I had something special - photos when most would simply put their cameras away in quiet obedience. I wanted to insure these would make it to the local developer and to do this I felt it best to get a little air to the film seeing how it was all enclosed in the air-tight camera back. So in the mind of an eight-year-old, I OPENED the camera back to allow a little air to the film. When my dad realized what I had done, without words, he simply raised an eyebrow, and I knew what I had done. Ugh --- big surprise when we picked up the pictures from the developer. Opportunity lost and lesson learned.
Many years later I returned, camera NOT in hand. I simply walked through the museum and just enjoyed the artifacts and reflected back to an earlier time when at the spark of my fascination of photographic art, I knew it would be life-long.
Can you remember your first photograph? Leave a comment...
good shooting.