Yesterday

I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.

• — Lewis Carroll

This is obviously(?) a different version of the photo I posted for Sinful Sunday this week. 

This was my first pass at editing and it's very soft and bland and easy. It has soft core porn lighting and I gave myself a little bit of a California tan but overall it looks much less sexual than Sunday's black and white version. This version is more accessible but it also has hardly any impact. 

Sunday's version of the photo is by far my favorite interpretation. In fact it's one of my favorite Sunday pictures this year. It's stark and hungry and fixed, an effect achieved by way of the different black and white filters and also the border, It looks like a complete moment in time. Captured. Or trapped. And the quote gives me shivers.

I'm amazed by the way a picture changes in the editing process. Not just the obvious things like focus and light but the actual spirit and intent of the photo can swing 180 degrees. 

I've not thought much about editing up to this point. I mean, I've thought about it in technical terms like the way my skin looks or the cropping and composition but not the story. Not what a picture wants to say and how I can help bring that out. It's opened up a whole new world to me.