I cooked Asparagus a few hours ago. I thought I would take a photo before I sprinkled olive oil, ground pepper and Kosher salt on them and popped them in the oven at 350 degrees for about 20 minutes (I love Asparagus cooked this way–you should try it too).
My hunger caused me to be careless on the focus (I wanted to cook them already so we can eat), but just a few days ago I read something that my father sent me about making compelling photos. I thought that I would give something a try.
When I look at the photo, I feel that I WANT to see the tip of the Asparagus in the middle of the photo. But I can’t because the tips are before the plane of focus. And that makes me… anxious. I’m not sure what other single word would describe it. It makes me feel this tension when I look at it. I know what an asparagus tip looks like, but I still want to see it. It’s like the photo is taunting me.
And it was all by accident. Maybe one day I’ll learn to do this intentionally.