1) What caught my eye when looking at my photographer's photos is how he used light and dark variations of black and gray and white to make the nighttime photos interesting.
I Feel:
I feel the bumpy ground, careful where I step. I feel the rough surface of the tree, as I brush the pads of my fingers along the bark. I feel the lonely, yet peaceful atmosphere of the area creep up on me.
I See:
I see the bridge, visible due to the lights that frame it. I see the gentle waves crashing up against the shore. I see the lone two trees, sitting by the river bank.
I Smell:
I smell the water from near the riverbank. I smell the remains of car exhaust that surround the bridge. I smell the freshly placed soil near the tree.
I Taste:
I taste the crisp, cool air. I taste the blood after I bite my lip, thinking about the almost ominous atmosphere.
I Hear:
I hear the quiet sound of the water slowly moving. I hear the tree branches gently swaying in the slight breeze. I hear my footsteps as I walk to get a better distance to take the picture.
I Feel:
I feel the smooth surface of the lamp post. I feel the cool air on my bare arms. I feel the gentle breeze blowing through my hair.
I See:
I see the man standing by the lamp post. I see the few cars that make their way by me. I see the blinding lights that line the street.
I Smell:
I smell the gas in the air from the cars that drive by. I smell the scent of food from a nearby cafe. I smell the unique smell of a fire nearby.
I Taste:
I taste the coffee that I hold in my hand. I taste the freezing air that surrounds our bodies. I taste the smoke escaping from the flames that the fire gives off.
I Hear:
I hear the gentle steps of pedestrians walking by. I hear the engines of the few cars that drive by. I hear the quiet whispers the man by the light post speaks to himself.
3) To show the world my great photographer, I'd like to create a power point.
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