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: ‘Photography--Travel/Street’



Photography Book Review: Within the Frame

Friday, February 24th, 2012

“Vision is the beginning and end of photography. It’s the thing that moves you to pick up a camera, and it determines what you look at and what you see when you do. It determines how you shoot and why. Without vision, the photographer perishes” (p. 2).

My photographic journey has ebbed and flowed between focusing on creativity and learning all the mechanics…sort of a back and forth rhythm of learning, discovering, and processing. When I first began dabbling in photography, the only tools I had were my eyes and my creativity because I had no idea how a camera formed a photograph, nor how light interacted with the film. Disappointed with the fact that many of my images didn’t turn out the way I had envisioned them, I began down the road of learning mechanics and all things “technical.” As with any new thing, the scales tipped in the direction of perfecting the image for quite some time. I became focused on light, sharpness, shadows, focus, quality of lenses—and the idea of vision was buried deep in my creative mind, somewhere behind thoughts of gear and aperture and off camera lighting.

And as with any tide that ebbs and flows or scale that gets tipped to one side, I began to yearn for balance. I wanted to create something deeper, something creative and an expression of myself. Around the holidays, I stumbled upon David duChemin’s blog and began poring over his posts. I loved his writing style and connected deeply with the content and humanitarian work he does. I began to take a look at some of the books he has written, and I chose Within the Frame: The Journey of Photographic Vision to dig into first.

As soon as it arrived, I began reading, and underlining, and reading more. I devoured every chapter. I was reading so fast that even in the first few chapters, I had already begun thinking about rereading it. I was coming from a place of knowing a good deal of the “technical” or “how-to” information, but my soul was longing to go deeper, to use these tools I’ve learned and go back to my first love: having a vision and expressing it creatively. Within the Frame connected with me exactly where I was at in my journey and began to tip the scales back towards creativity. The goal is be able to live in the tension between the two and to find balance between technical perfection and creative expression of my vision.

“It’s as though photographers are afflicted with a chronic split personality. One personality is the Artist, the other the Geek. One is Vision, the other Craft…and in the middle where they meet is the art of photography—the expression of our unique vision through practiced technique. Great photography happens where craft and vision meet” (p. 38).

What I enjoyed about this book most was David’s ability to discuss some technique and technical aspects of photography within the context of beginning with your vision. He stresses that this is not a how-to book, but rather a why-to book. The book is written from the perspective of traveling and photographing in other places and cultures, but I think the content is applicable to doing work in your own hometown as well. “The art of expressing an encounter with people, places, and cultures remains the same whether or not you get on a plane” (p. xvi).


This is a book I’ll be going back to many times. I’ll take it with me when I do travel work. It is truly a great reference and one I’ll be keeping in my library for many years. I would recommend it to anyone, whether you’re just starting out or have been on your journey for years. However, I doubly recommend it to those that are at a place of knowing your craft pretty well, knowing how to wield your tools, understanding light and the mechanics of your camera (although, if you’re like me, with plenty still left to learn), but perhaps the scales have tipped and you’ve buried a bit of your inner creative. You’ve practiced your technique, but as you perfect your craft, you want your images to say something, to mean something and connect with your audience.


“Vision is everything, and the photographic journey is about discovering your vision, allowing it to evolve, change, and find expression through your camera…It is not something you find and come to terms with once and for all; it is something that changes and grows with you…Finding and expressing your vision is a journey, not a destination” (p. 4).

Cafecito

Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010

Before it got too hot, and before we stepped out onto the cobblestone streets and into our old yellow school bus, we began our day sipping cafecito and eating some rationed bread. A simple breakfast, but it was enough. A stark contrast to the breakfasts in Nicaragua, where the first had plenty and the last had little. Here, we all had just enough.

There was a lot of hustle and bustle out in the streets, and soon we’d begin a day packed with activities. But just for the morning, we could enjoy conversation and reflection with good friends over cafecito and ration bread…in the serenity of this old convent in a little corner in Havana.

Oh, how my heart longs to go back and capture the beauty of a place I have been blessed to see and of people I have been blessed to meet. There is a lot to be said about Cuba. There are a lot of presuppositions and impressions and debates. All I can say, for now, at this moment, is that I am longing to return to that beautiful island….algún día.

Photographers for Haiti

Sunday, February 14th, 2010

I’m UBER excited to announce something that I’m taking part in, and I want to involve YOU as well. Actually, to be successful, I need you to be involved! What is it? I thought you’d never ask…

Those of you that know me well know that I absolutely love Latin America and the Caribbean, and I’ve had the wonderful privilege to visit numerous places and have been welcomed into many homes and communities in my travels.

One place I’ve been several times is Sabana Cruz, Dominican Republic…a small village on the border of Haiti (the river that we “bathed” in actually forms the border between the countries). There were Haitians in that village, along with racial strife and tension because of their presence (much like the sentiment of some Americans towards Mexican immigrants). I remember the school principal’s daughter telling me about the Haitians and her native Spanish tongue. “Lo mataron,” she said to me forcefully. Such a little girl telling me that the Haitians had killed her language…made me wonder what the conversations around the dinner table in her house were.

The poverty in that little town was not unlike many other towns in the DR. It was painful to see our friends there struggling to get food and clean water, a clean place to go to the bathroom, and good medical care. The few teens that made it to the city for school or work usually did not return. Seeing that kind of poverty might make one wonder why the Haitians would cross over the border illegally, trying to make it past the armed guards standing on the river banks, and risking their lives in the process. One may wonder…unless, of course, if the situation in Haiti were much, much worse than that in the DR.

I’ve never had the chance to actually visit Haiti, but the earthquake that struck there a little over a month ago really rocked my heart. It is going to be a very long road to recovery for them, and I feel compelled to give and pray. And perhaps, someday, to go.

So, you’re still wondering….what is this “Photographers for Haiti” thing??? The details are posted here!

For now, here are a few shots from my last trip to the DR in 2006 (shot with film and scanned…forgive the quality).

The land in the background is Haiti. This little boy was carrying water from this dirty river back to his family…probably at least 1 or 2 miles away. When I chug a cool glass of water on a hot day, I think of my Dominican friends (where it’s hot every day) who struggle to find water during the dry half of the year.

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