Monday, August 3, 2015


I'm confused, but then it doesn't take much. 

They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world's a sunny day

Several weeks ago, in an email I received from Charleston Magazine, I read about their annual Reader's Photo Contest. The entries were due that week. I was intrigued. Wanting to know more, I went to the magazine's site and did a search for last year's winners. The dozen or so they showed were fairly eclectic. They ranged from what I would consider the average tourist shot to some images that were incredible.

I got a Nikon camera
I love to take a photograph

Knowing I had nothing to lose, I signed up and started going through my 100's of Charleston area photos. The contest allowed 5 entries per person, so I did not have to settle on just one image. After 20 minutes or so, I selected what I thought were the best photographs for the contest. My criteria for selection included: nothing mundane (as in an iconic scene everyone had seen), nothing so artistic that the subject got lost in the medium, something that represented the essence of the city, and something I felt was unique but extremely well done.

That was a while back. I marked my calendar for August 1, the date they would publish the winners to be voted on for the "Readers' Choice". This morning was the day of reckoning. When I saw the winners, I was a little taken aback - not that I was not among them. I knew I had not won, for they would have notified me earlier. But the subjects of the photos and some of the photos themselves surprised me. 

One was a picture of Drayton Hall taken across the pond in front of the house - a picture anyone with a camera (and an eye for photography) had taken. This one was nothing special. There was a photo of a lady casting off the battery, cropped below her waste around her thighs (draws the eyes down and asks - what was down there they did not want one to see?)  A black and white shot of a shrimp boat trawling? 

There was an alligator's head hidden in duck weed. (I have that shot also). And there were some incredible scenes like the oyster man with his boat full of oyster baskets, the dog outside the shack waiting, the stoplight on the corner in town, among others. Yes, there truly were winners among them.

I realize that the magazine was probably inundated with 1000's of photos from both professional and amateur photographers. And I am sure there were many images of the same subject - God knows the 100's of shots of Rainbow Row, the Battery, beaches, seagulls, and sunsets they had. But I was surprised at some they selected. And, I did not think mine were inferior among the bunch.

My entries:

Hands of a Basket Weaver

Magnolia Cemetery

Docks in Mt. Pleasant

Sunset over the Mark Clark

Weaver and his Wares

So mama don't take my Kodachrome away

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