Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Cups? Cups!

As I mentioned in my previous post, one of my favourite things about sharing a photography studio is getting to play with what the other photographers keep in the studio. It's a little like sharing a giant toy box, and a little like going "shopping" in your friend's closet; except, you know, with a much more mature, sophisticated and photographic twist.

... Yeah.

One of our members kindly contributed an espresso machine to the studio. I don't drink espresso (any any other kind of coffee, really), but that didn't stop me from being excited about it, because the machine had these really cute little cups that looked like they needed to be photographed. So one day, after an unrelated shoot, I did.

At first I tried some white-on-white stuff, then experimented with grey and black backgrounds, going for a monochromatic theme, but everything looked deeply uninspiring. On a whim, I leaned a gold reflector against the table on which I had the cups set up on a piece of black plexiglass.

Gold

When that didn't turn out too bad, I decided to ditch the black and white thing and add a bit of colour into the mix. The cups are still on black plexiglass, against a grey background, but this time with a bunch of red beads (from a random necklace we also had around the studio) spilling out of one of the cups.

Red

When that worked as well, I decided to try a similar thing with blue. This time the cups are on clear plexiglass, with a sheet of bright blue paper underneath, and the blue beads spilling out of the cup are yet another prop necklace we had around.

Blue

I think I only stopped because I ran out of necklaces.

Doing this completely impromptu shoot was a lot of fun and reminded me of a side of studio photography that I love: taking things and playing around with them until you make them look good. They might not always be the most significant or groundbreaking of subjects, but there's always a way to make the mundane look extraordinary.

Ever been inexplicably drawn to shoot something apparently insignificant? I'd love to hear those stories!

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