January 2010

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1/8 sec. f22


1/250 sec @ f 4.0

Here is an example of a past student’s work showing a slow shutter speed and then a fast shutter speed but the EXPOSURE VALUE remains the same. Just because the shutter speed and aperture changed for creative content purposes, he still was able to dial in the correct ratio with aperture, shutter speed and iso to get these exposures.  Two things you can notice – first the water has been frozen in movement BUT the dof has also been altered because of the need to stop down to an aperture size of 4.0. The amount of available light will affect the ability to accomplish this. Remember that standard shutter speeds are:

  • 1/1000 s
  • 1/500 s
  • 1/250 s
  • 1/125 s
  • 1/60 s
  • 1/30 s
  • 1/15 s
  • 1/8 s
  • 1/4 s
  • 1/2 s
  • 1 s

Your digital cameras will have additional values found between each of these “sets”.

Creative Shutter Speed





For those looking for additional info read shutter speed. There will be terms we have not yet touched on so it may seem a bit confusing or complicated for right now but by next class the terms around shutter speed will be familiar.

For Photoshop at SFX


Proudly Canadian.


Watching the Olympic torch make its way across Canada on television really didn’t mean much to me. It was not until I was lucky enough to have it arrive in Winnipeg while I was visiting. My sister and I walked out of a mall and saw a line of people gathering on a snow bank along Regent Street. Immediately I knew it was the torch. We ran to the street and ahead of the celebrations. The procession had not made its way yet and it gave me time to get ready with the camera. I noticed only 50 meters away from me a small crowd gathering. It was one of the runners with his unlit torch waiting and ready for the “flame off” – where his flame would be ignited by the finishing runners torch. I ran towards him.

When I reached him I was struck by one of two things. What it means to be Canadian or what it means to be a Winnipegger. I am not sure which one it is- maybe it’s both. Living in London,UK I have become accustomed to so much security around everything grand. Even things not so grand, one always is aware there is someone watching you. It is what separates the viewer and waters down any experience. Yet here I was standing inches away from THE TORCH. The runner had no security around him. People were making friends instantly with him for a photo op. He smiled and smiled and enjoyed his short lived fame.

As the other runner approached I was asked to stand back politely by Olympic officials – not police or hired security – guys in track suits clearing the way so the flame could be lit safely. Mobile phones freezing glows capturing history as cheers wailed in the air. Chills filled me. This was an act of celebration and even liberation – for me any ways. I was included in this process. This EVENT. No wall of security nor armed guards were quelling me from it. After the torch was traded I ran with it. 400 meters to the next runner and the next exchange. Running and taking pictures on my point and shoot. No one telling me anything. No orders given to stop.  I was truly free to participate.

Walking back to my sister and brother-in-law I couldn’t believe this had happened. How much I was able to be a part of a national event. How much we at that moment were all part of a national and soon world wide event. And it was the inclusion – the trust the city had in its people to have open access to this symbolic torch which made this for me a stand out celebration. I was not only celebrating the Olympics, but also celebrating liberation. That in this dark,cold Winnipeg night a warmth was found, not from the flame of a torch, but through a trust in the citizenship of a city.


Running in -37 C is an inspirational experience but running through a herd of white tailed deer in -37 C is something out of this world!

I never thought I would appreciate running in the icy cold air of Winnipeg, Manitoba but I have to say that it does something to the spirit if not the body. Being out in the streets and parks and breathing in ice crystals for air fills the lungs with some sort of Arctic cleanser. I am left feeling exhilarated and alive. Completely beautiful in the joy of being human.