About Naomi Figueroa Photography

Traveling. Farmer‘s markets. Changing of seasons. Latin America. Cooking. The color blue (definitely not pink). Maine. Fresh fruits and veggies. Photography. Big dogs (if you‘re going to be a dog, be a DOG). Writing. The smell of pine trees. Jesus. Teenagers. Speaking Spanish (or trying, at least). Learning. Fair trade coffee. Dancing salsa with my husband. Nature. Family.

Just a few snippets of my life, but it all comes out in my photography because it is part of who I am. The why of everything I do is to bring glory to God. He is the ultimate Creative and the reason that we have this wonderful gift of being able to create, whether our medium is art or language or technology or music.

I‘m so glad you stopped by my blogsite. I hope you‘ll enjoy exploring a bit. Leave some love in the comments, or send me a note on the contact page! :D

Archive: February, 2011



The Big One

Monday, February 28th, 2011

When I was a girl, our family vacations consisted of going camping every summer, which included such adventures as biking, canoeing, swimming, going for drives to look for moose, exploring waterfalls, white-water rafting, and, of course, hiking. Ahh, hiking…there was nothing quite as lovely as reaching the top of a tall peak after a strenuous hike, enjoying a sandwich and a Diet Coke, with my dad reciting their old slogan “Just for the taste of it!” Each and every hike, I inevitably reached a point of exhaustion, and my daddy would hoist me up on his shoulders and carry me. Every hike.
Then one day it came time for the Big One. I’m not just talking “big-to-a-9-year-old-girl.” I’m talking, Maine’s highest peak, the northern point of the Appalachian Trail, considered to be one of the toughest climbs in New England and possibly the most difficult on the Appalachian Trail. And we weren’t just going to climb it, we were going to climb one peak, cross Knife’s Edge to get to another peak, and climb down. It was the Big One.
I’m not sure if I was just a little more grown up, or if it was my pink T-shirt that read “Don’t Give Up!” in fabric-painted letters…but I wanted to do this one on my own. We had a long hike up to one of the 5 peaks of the mountain, then began our trek across the Knife’s Edge. We finally made it across the jagged stone path when my dad asked me if he could carry me. I didn’t need him to…I could do it by myself (which, coincidentally, was my slogan from the time I was 2). I was big enough and strong enough to make it, and I had the endurance I would need to make it on my own.
I’ve learned now that what made that hike so special was not how strong or brave I was, nor how much I could brag about my accomplishments. Rather, it was the precious time spent with my family and memories that I’ll never be able to go back and change.

That was the last hike I remember with my dad. I’m so glad I wasn’t too stubborn to let him carry me that day.

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1 Simple Tip to Improve Back Lit Portraits

Friday, February 25th, 2011

I love those moments when head knowledge becomes working knowledge, and something clicks so much that you can almost hear it. Oh, learning is a wonderful process!

So, here it is…I love backlighting, and I’ve been practicing using it more over the past year or so. But one of the problems I was having was shooting in strong or somewhat strong sunlight–there was often a lot of hazy light filtering in between the camera and the subject…some people like that look. It can be nice when coupled with sun flare, but there are times when I want the dramatic backlit portrait to be crisp with clean colors. I was really just shooting in the dark (yes, play on words totally intended…i look for those cheesy opportunities whenever possible) until I read through Jasmine Star’s post on her workshop in January. She had a “behind the scenes” shot of her and the other photogs shooting the models with the “really high budget and classy technique” she taught everyone.

I read the blog post and kept that little nugget in my back pocket until I had a chance to use it. And here’s the difference it made:

So here’s the basic rundown: In the first shot, I used spot metering to get a reading from her face, then set my camera on manual to f/2.5, 1/250 sec, ISO 100 (50mm lens). I kept the settings the same for the second shot, but simply put my left hand up in the air to basically create a small spot of shade for my camera (check the link to Jasmine’s post for a visual–it’s about halfway down). I edited them only slightly (contrast, exposure, and vignette) but applied the same settings to both.

The picture is totally not perfect (there is a stray ray of light that may have crept in through my fingers), but I’m so excited to practice it some more. I hope you’ll be encouraged to experiment a little with backlighting–it’s a beautiful way to add a little spice to your portraits.

*UPDATE 10/18/11* Just thought I’d add a couple of other great options to make this trick work. Basically, you want to make sure your lens is in the shade. So you can position yourself in the shade if there is any to be found. Or, you can have an assistant hold something up that is large enough to create the shade needed (the black side of a 5-in-1 reflector works great). Or you can also use a lens hood (pros: leave it attached and you have shade for your lens as well as protection, can use it when you’re constantly moving while shooting, such as at an outdoor wedding; cons: different hoods for different lenses, may cost you extra if it doesn’t come with your lens).

There are lots of options, but the idea is the same: get your lens in the shade! :) Whether you step into the shade or create it with a lens hood, another object, or your own hand, it is a very simple concept that will help you get gorgeous contrast in back lit portraits.

Reminded

Tuesday, February 22nd, 2011

I had truly forgotten what they looked like. I mean, really looked like. Unpolluted by the light and smog of bustling cities. Shining and sparkling more clearly than ever through the cold winter air of northern New England. The shapes they make in the sky are easy to make out when you can see so many of them, even the tiniest ones that must be many more millions of miles away than the others. Surrounded by the scent of pine trees, I gazed at them for a few moments as I stood outside my mom’s house on this little dirt road, tucked away even in a small town, lit not by street lamps but only dimly by the light emanating from the few houses set within these woods.

Not being able to fully enjoy their beauty all this while has made me stop and stand in awe, once again, of God’s amazing power and beauty. Oh, may I never forget! But if I do, God, please remind me once more.

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