What do I talk about when I talk about autumn? My head immediately tells me two words: trees and leaves. .If there are any memories about autumn, it would be me picking up all the leaves that fell from the big tree in front of my house. Orange, red, brown, yellow, and sometimes green. The plenty of colours makes autumn an unique season.
The first picture is a woman exercising in the breeze of the autumn wind. The leaves are falling from the trees and the woman is running away from the sun to the shade. The second picture uses the rule of third to show a interesting point of view. The slope of mud seems like the underground roots of the trees above. No other season would allow me to capture this. The third one is a cliche but it is still worth shooting because it is what autumn is to me. The yellow leaves on the trees..falling everyday. The last one is my favourite. The scattered leaves and beautiful lighting give this picture a mystery and fantasy feeling.
The first picture is a woman exercising in the breeze of the autumn wind. The leaves are falling from the trees and the woman is running away from the sun to the shade. The second picture uses the rule of third to show a interesting point of view. The slope of mud seems like the underground roots of the trees above. No other season would allow me to capture this. The third one is a cliche but it is still worth shooting because it is what autumn is to me. The yellow leaves on the trees..falling everyday. The last one is my favourite. The scattered leaves and beautiful lighting give this picture a mystery and fantasy feeling.