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The Girls I thought it would be interesting to shoot in Reno one evening. It definitely won't be high on my list in the future... but it certainly was interesting. The proprietress of this classy establishment was a loud, huffy, brassy sort, who got all up in my face because I had a camera. And I was outside. I better not be shooting her 'clients'... I'm not allowed to shoot pictures, even outside... blah, blah, blah. Luckily for me, I have a 2 secret weapons. My mother... who could smile and "innocent" her way through, past, or around anyone... and my acting ability. I locked and loaded. I told her I was taking photography classes via correspondence school and we had an assignment called "Retail At Night" and truly, I only wanted to shoot her window. I loved her display. Did she design it? It was amazing. I told her she needn't worry; our assignment didn't permit shooting any real people, just mannequins. Then I smiled. She didn't know what to make of me. Just stared for a minute, then stomped back inside muttering something about having to be in Las Vegas at 5am. Reno. Classy town. ©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
I Need Glasses For the Grasses Reno, NV I love this because it's just so simple. And proves that you can find wondrousness to shoot in the unlikeliest of places without missing a beat if you're paying attention and carrying your camera around with you. I shot this in a parking whilst out on errands in Reno last week. I used my f2.8 70-200 and let it do all the work. With this POV and its selective focus, all I had to do for post-processing was a little curves and sharpening - but not much - and a case could've been made for skipping that part altogether. The light, the lens and Ma Nature did the heavy lifting... all I had to do was press the shutter and giggle in delight. OK, and notice the grasses in the first place. It does help to pay attention. Oh yeah, and never whine about how there's nothing to shoot close to home. grin. ©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

The Girls


I thought it would be interesting to shoot in Reno one evening.
It definitely won't be high on my list in the future... but it certainly was interesting.

The proprietress of this classy establishment was a loud, huffy, brassy sort, who got all up in my face because I had a camera. And I was outside. I better not be shooting her 'clients'... I'm not allowed to shoot pictures, even outside... blah, blah, blah.

Luckily for me, I have a 2 secret weapons.
My mother... who could smile and "innocent" her way through, past, or around anyone...
and my acting ability. I locked and loaded.

I told her I was taking photography classes via correspondence school and we had an assignment called "Retail At Night" and truly, I only wanted to shoot her window. I loved her display. Did she design it? It was amazing.
I told her she needn't worry; our assignment didn't permit shooting any real people, just mannequins.
Then I smiled.

She didn't know what to make of me. Just stared for a minute, then stomped back inside muttering something about having to be in Las Vegas at 5am.

Reno. Classy town.


©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
The Girls I thought it would be interesting to shoot in Reno one evening. It definitely won't be high on my list in the future... but it certainly was interesting. The proprietress of this classy establishment was a loud, huffy, brassy sort, who got all up in my face because I had a camera. And I was outside. I better not be shooting her 'clients'... I'm not allowed to shoot pictures, even outside... blah, blah, blah. Luckily for me, I have a 2 secret weapons. My mother... who could smile and "innocent" her way through, past, or around anyone... and my acting ability. I locked and loaded. I told her I was taking photography classes via correspondence school and we had an assignment called "Retail At Night" and truly, I only wanted to shoot her window. I loved her display. Did she design it? It was amazing. I told her she needn't worry; our assignment didn't permit shooting any real people, just mannequins. Then I smiled. She didn't know what to make of me. Just stared for a minute, then stomped back inside muttering something about having to be in Las Vegas at 5am. Reno. Classy town. ©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

The Girls


I thought it would be interesting to shoot in Reno one evening.
It definitely won't be high on my list in the future... but it certainly was interesting.

The proprietress of this classy establishment was a loud, huffy, brassy sort, who got all up in my face because I had a camera. And I was outside. I better not be shooting her 'clients'... I'm not allowed to shoot pictures, even outside... blah, blah, blah.

Luckily for me, I have a 2 secret weapons.
My mother... who could smile and "innocent" her way through, past, or around anyone...
and my acting ability. I locked and loaded.

I told her I was taking photography classes via correspondence school and we had an assignment called "Retail At Night" and truly, I only wanted to shoot her window. I loved her display. Did she design it? It was amazing.
I told her she needn't worry; our assignment didn't permit shooting any real people, just mannequins.
Then I smiled.

She didn't know what to make of me. Just stared for a minute, then stomped back inside muttering something about having to be in Las Vegas at 5am.

Reno. Classy town.


©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
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