Just so you know, no forensic dummies were harmed in the making of these photos. But there is a new, to me at least, photo group in my area, and it’s led by a forensic photographer. This makes for interesting conversations because as she describes setting your camera a certain way she talks about how that setting would apply to her work; photographing blood spatter, or bullet wounds, or, gulp, the body. So when we went to a cemetery to shoot pictures and she asked if we wanted to recreate a crime scene I couldn’t help myself, I asked which one of us was going to be ‘the body’. But she said, “No, I have a head.”, and we all looked around at each other. LOL. My new van hasn’t been completely empty since I loaded it up and headed north, but what she carries around in her car is a heck of a lot more interesting, or possibly alarming, than what I carry with me It was a very interesting lesson, but my reaction was that it would be a tedious process to take the zillion photos and do it in such a manner that you haven’t distorted anything. If taken properly the photographs should allow investigators to recreate a crime scene very accurately. This gal created a specialty of forensic photography at Syracuse University because she saw a need, after realizing that in the past most of these forensic specialists were handed a camera and expected to take the pictures with no training at all. On the job training, I guess.
At any rate, these photos have nothing at all to do with me. It was just a setting with lots of light and shadows, and friends to spend time with. A great opportunity to take the HDR photos that I love with the new camera and lens that I opted for the other day. It was only a matter of time. These particular friends are a bad influence on me…
Just a little bird in a far off tree, checking out the new lens. I’m a happy camper!
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 