got my mojo working

Stanley made the comment that I know how to work the camera, and I thought I should share a few of my techniques.

First lesson:
know where the camera is at all times. In this shot I wasn't paying attention.

(Please note that Dad has started to pull Airedale frowns even when he is perfectly happy. heh heh.)

I quickly corrected my error and stood closer to the camera in this shot, thereby making my Dad look tiny and myself look grand. Note the noble stare into the distance to show off my profile. (Please ignore my curly tail. If you call me a pug I'll steal your dinner for the next week.)


Second lesson:
Wide angle is good. See here where I am destroying the sports section of the Sunday paper that Dad is trying to read? How big do I look. Positively huuuge.


Whereas here I look like a normal sized pup again. Of course, it helps having a plump mum because she always makes me look good.


There's another story behind these shots. Mum is holding the remote control for her camera to have a practice with it. And the train station pics are her heading off to Exeter for the day to go to the museum. Someone noticed some of her old photos on Flickr and has invited her to take part in a photographic exhibition. Wow was she excited. She's a complete amateur and has never done anything like this before. It's one of a few things planned to happen while the museum closes for refurbishment. Anyway, she has been taking lots of shots today and is going back on Friday. The curators are kindly unlocking some of the cases too. She's like a kid let loose in a sweetie shop!

Of course, I was less than impressed by her leaving me for the day, even if I did have Dad at home. When we picked her up from the train station I ignored her all the way home in the car. But then once inside I went nuts! I suppose I ought to show her a bit of affection now and then.

Anyway, I digress.

Camera lessons.

One day soon I am going to show you my Blurpup collection. They are splendid. I also have a collection called Terrier Butt, which I should arrange in chronological order; let's call it Terrier Butts Through the Ages. And I have a special technique called Headless Pup which is great for winding up the photographer.

Watch this space.