And frustration is your game.
Last night I went to Temple Square to take some pictures. I went alone so that I could take all the time I needed. Anyway, I waited 40 minutes in the church office “plaza” waiting for the following shot to clear of people. 40 minutes in the rain/snow standing in one place worrying if my battery is going to die before getting to take to the picture I want, worrying about the rain getting on the camera, 40 minutes of kids running WAY TOO close to my setup. At one point two people in an empty plaza just stood in the middle of my shot for 10 freaking minutes for no reason what so ever. The plaza cleared of people, and I was able to finally get my shot.
35mm f/25 8s
Can the class tell my what is wrong with the above picture. That is right. It is out of FREAKING FOCUS. ARRRRGH. I was in such a rush I hit the shutter release instead of using the remote. This caused the camera to shake and blew the whole picture. By this point the battery was gone so no chance to try again. I will try again later in the week.
This is the Father from the Mormon Handcart monument near the Assembly Hall. Look at it as big as you can. It appears to be sweating and crying as he is pulling his cart. As soon as I saw it I felt like it was saying to me “You are here on my shoulders.” Anyways, it was meaningful to me.