TOLAROIDS: How to take photos if you don’t own a camera?

*all photos in this post are taken with a phone unless stated otherwise 

 

I knew I wanted to make this post at some point, but seeing how quickly the weather changes I decided to encourage people to make use of what might be the last weeks of the colorful and warm fall season.

Whether the goal is to get into photography or to simply spice up their Instagram, I’ve had quite a number of questions from people wanting to take more professional-looking photos about how to get around not having a camera. Contrary to a popular belief, you don’t need fancy equipment to take good-quality photos. The vast majority of phone cameras nowadays have specifications that are more than enough to take photos for use on social media or even small photography blogs – the major difference here is you probably won’t be able to print them on a big format due to lower quality and that often (as you will see in the post) phone cameras don’t have the same depth as a photo taken by a DSLR (Digital Single Lens Reflex camera that uses mirrors to take a photo).

 

For the purpose of this post, I will be using an iPhone XR with f/1.8 12-megapixel wide-angle camera (equivalent to a 26 mm lens which means you can’t really take portraits from up close as it will distort the person’s face).

 

 

So, how do I take photos with my phone?

Use the grid!

On most phones there is a feature that allows you to see the grid when taking a photo: use it. It can help with a better composition of the photo, color balance, and highlighting details you haven’t noticed before!

The grid can help you adjust your composition and find interesting subjects to photograph

 

(hover over pictures to get a description)

Find your center (please)

There are many pet-peeves photographers discover as they work on their skills, and one of the most well-known ones is being off-center. This applies mostly to photos of roads, interiors, alleys, bridges, but also anything really where you can find symmetrical features. You don’t have to be in the center to take a photo of a pretty street, of course, as long as that perspective is intentional. Many beginners though (myself included when I first seriously got into photography) sometimes want to get a quick photo without caring for finding symmetry, or think they found it without actually paying attention. Whether it’s just the environment you’re photographing that doesn’t have any symmetry or whether it’s you stepping this one centimeter away from where you should be, just please: try to find your center if you want to take a central (first point) perspective photo.

This attention to detail can actually make your photos look more professional. Just next time you take a photo from this perspective, turn the grid option on and look at whether your central point is in the middle of the middle column of the grid and whether the two vertical lines divide the space you’re photographing evenly/symmetrically.

 

Or try the rule of thirds

What is known under the name “rule of thirds” is a way of diving the image into three equal parts but having only one of them occupied by the main subject, leaving the other two-thirds more open. This just “feels right” and often makes the photograph more interesting.

This is a good example of using the rule of thirds. The tent is in 1/3 of the image on the left, leaving the space on the right more open. At the same time, the 1/3 space from the top of the image has something “interesting” going on, so the mountains illuminated by sunrise, with the bottom 2/3 of the photo being darker.
Here the bottom 2/3 are “busy”, while the top part is more “empty” which creates more harmony in the photograph

 

Another important element is power points, so the points where lines on the grid intersect. You would want to locate the most important parts of the subject in these points – again, it just feels right to the viewer and helps with getting a more professional-looking composition.

 

The power point is located on the head of the palm tree, making it the most important subject in the picture

Try not to zoom in

As tempting as it is sometimes, it’s much better to get closer to the subject than trying to zoom in. The reason is that phones tend to use digital zoom instead of optical zoom that is usually found in DLSRs. An optical zoom adjusts the physical zoom lens to make the object appear closer, making the process essentially lossless. Digital zoom though involves literally cutting off parts of the image without the mechanical work of the lens, which is why the picture often looks blurry or pixelated. Some phone manufacturers like Samsung started introducing optical zoom in phones, but the effect (while generally much better compared to that of other products) is still far from that of an actual camera lens.

 

Adjust the light

Most phones have this little quick setting that allows you to adjust the exposure while taking a photo. While the camera app is designed in a way that can detect light and adjust the setting on its own, it happens that the device is simply wrong. If you want to experiment with that just click on the screen where you want your focal point to be and slide your finger up and down to adjust the exposure (in the case of an iPhone, it will be different on other devices)

 

Other things to consider

There are many other things we should consider when taking a photo. In general, try to take more landscape photos as it’s the default photo format, but of course, the portrait format is also very useful (well, for portraits for instance).

Try not to use the ready filters and effects that the phone camera has, instead, work with the lighting while taking a photo or play with some photo editing later! (I will write a separate post at some point about editing, but apps I can recommend include PicsArt, RNI films (for nice presets), or Lightroom mobile)

Of course, finding the right subject is also an issue, but there is no trick to start “seeing” some photo opportunities – just look around and you will find them! For now though, just take photos of whatever looks interesting and try to use some of the tips mentioned here.

 

If you want any further tips, have any questions, or want to show off what you’ve learned you can catch me at @akilian.jpg on Instagram 🙂

See you next week!

– Tola

Leo the Mer-Guy! Chapter Eighteen: The Bite

“Oh, uh, wow,” Leo said, mind racing  as he processed Alfia’s words. He could be a pond Mer. A mer-person. But not just any mer-person. A were mer-person. A were mer-person witch.

 

Who could shapeshift, look like anything.

 

Look like himself.

 

Leo understood, on a practical level, that this was a big decision. That this would change his life. That there would be problems–big problems. That it wouldn’t magically make his life any better or any cooler. That he would have responsibilities.

 

Leo had read his fair share of fantasy novels. He knew it was not a unicycle ride through a spring park.

 

Knowing all this, he still knew his answer, immediately, enthusiastically, and without reservations.

 

The answer was yes.

 

He’d always loved the water, he’d always been a dreamer, he’d always been queer. He’d always wanted to help people, stopped by a powerful loneliness and shyness. A powerful fear.

 

This was, in one sense, a purpose for Leo. A commitment.

 

He was crying, but it was underwater, so no one could tell. Still, his throat was tight, his chest burning. He didn’t deserve this gift.

 

“Yes,” he said. “You can do it. I want to help.”

 

Alfia grinned. They made some sharp, loud noise, like a dolphin at a rave, clicks echoing through the murky water. A half dozen mer-people showed up, forming a circle around Leo, including Aristea, who looked pumped, shaking and dancing in place.

 

“Are you ready?” Alfia asked.

 

Leo squared his shoulders, lifted his head, and nodded.

 

Alfia swam forward, coming close enough that Leo could see the glittering chips of green and blue in their eyes. “This may hurt.”

 

Using their webbed hands, Alfia tilted Leo’s neck, exposing the tan skin to the glowing light.

 

“I’m doing it in 3, 2, 1,” Alfia said.

 

Then they bit down, their sharp teeth piercing the skin of Leo’s neck.

 

Leo bit his lip, cutting off a pained groan. He’d had his blood drawn before, but this was way worse. The pain was sharp and unending, beating out a rhythm that felt like he was bleeding out, he was dying. Had he made a mistake trusting these people? Was this actually the end?

 

His eyelids fluttered, his fingers and toes going fuzzy. Just before he could pass out, he felt his body growing warm all over, vibrating and tingling through him like he was in a jet-fueled hot tub.

 

The whole world went bright, stadium-light white, then disappeared in a slurry of bubbles.

The Rise of the Band Geeks, Episode 2: The Last Band Geek on Earth

Amidst the spongy grass and gray pebbles dotted with flecks of quartz

Along paved trails that sluice through the leaf-frosted earth

Beside the brick structures segmented by imposing windows

Stands the last band geek on earth.

 

She stretches a bruised arm up into the sky

Bats at the wisps of cotton-like fog

Her hand fades into the silver and becomes the clouds

But her feet never leave the ground.

 

Tucked away behind the band hall and the slabs of pavement erupting from the dirt

Strewn across the coarse, fractured pavement and triangles of glass

Her wrecked

Resolve skitters along the slate aggregate and collides with dislodged rock.

 

And who is she,

Stretched betwixt the heavens and purgatory, lost in her own dust and her swirls of mist,

The engraving of her failure pressed into her flesh with nature’s stylus,

To dissolve in the muffled fall dawn and let her hair assail the wind?

 

Who is she,

Alone on the cement steps of the band hall with her uniform of sweatpants,

A phantom that is and yet never was

Destined for nebulae and neutron stars?

 

Who was she to believe

That when the band ascended into the constellations for their weekend away from Earth,

She’d journey with them?

Parktown: M-14 Exit 4 Bridge

M-14 Exit 4 Bridge, Central Campus

I have a long history with this highway overpass, strangely enough. I discovered these train tracks snaking between the many parks up the Huron River when first exploring Ann Arbor at the start of last year. Later during the winter time, I searched for a secluded spot to practice plein air oil painting and set up below the rumbling of cars of all places. I would not recommend painting in the winter without proper protective gear nor the sun to warm you up (even if I got a painting from the experience).

I was happy to return to this place and capture it again when I could finally use green on my canvas. The area has always struck me as a wonderful mixture of a desaturated human footprint, and the luscious abundance brought upon by nature.

This image was taken on 10/9/21.

Scribble #3: Spellbound

“You hear laughter cracking through the walls.”

As I sit down to write this blog, I struggle. This time it isn’t particularly difficult to write due to an intimidating feeling I am experiencing. I am not having a hard time putting a personal topic into words. After a fun-filled, cathartic weekend of catching up with friends and taking care of myself, I find myself struggling to formulate a blog that concerns music and my emotions. Music is one of the ways I process my sadness, anger, stress, and/or feeling lost, and this past weekend I haven’t experienced much of that. I happen to struggle with my worst bouts of writer’s block and artist’s block when I lack these emotions, so today’s blog will be something different.

“It sends you spinning, you have no choice.”

Although I didn’t go home for fall break, I would argue that these few days off were just as restorative for me as if I had. It gave me time to spend with friends who I hadn’t seen much of this semester. It seems like classes and studying have taken over our lives now that most things are finally in person, for better and for worse. Luckily, I had minimal work to do over break, so it was the perfect chance to catch up with my friends without the shadows of deadlines and pending exams hanging over our heads. Instead of worrying about what studying needed to get done, I was able to be fully present and enjoy every minute spent with my friends.

“Following the footsteps of a rag doll dance,”

I can’t tell you the last time I was as happy as I was while dancing to Spellbound by Siouxsie and the Banshees with my best friend this past weekend. We were enjoying each other’s company and the music we both love, and, in that moment, I felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. This is a feeling that is incredibly valuable to me in the constant turmoil of “growing up” and the long and never-ending process of figuring out who I am.

“We are entranced; spellbound.”

This week’s blog might have taken a bit more time and creativity than usual, but knowing that this is because I have been at peace with myself makes me hope I have many more weeks of this type of creative block to overcome.

Listen to Spellbound here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_bXdEA6nSM

The Indian Artist: Ahalya’s Curse

Hi everybody! I hope that your fall break has been going well! I am here with a new installment of my blog column. Today, I will be telling the story of the curse of Ahalya, an ancient tale that I depicted in a recent piece done in acrylic paint and colored pencil on paper. I hope you all enjoy it!

Ahalya was Brahma’s most prized creation and was known to be the most beautiful woman that he ever brought into existence. She was sent off to live with Sage Gautama who fell in love with Ahalya almost immediately and ended up marrying her.

In an unsurprising turn of events, Indra, the God of Thunder, became infatuated with Ahalya and her beauty and was gutted when he found out that she was set to marry Gautama. He entered the village disguised as Gautama and seduced Ahalya, tricked her into having intercourse with him. The real Sage Gautama returned to find the fake Gautama and his bride-to-be making love and became outraged (understandably). He cursed Indra to be covered with a thousand eyeballs. He also cursed Ahalya to be turned into stone, only to be released from her rock-hard form when the sacred feet of Lord Ram touched her.

Hundreds of years later, Lord Ram is passing by a hermitage with his brother and wife when the dust from his feet touches the stone that is Ahalya. At that moment the curse is broken and Ahalya returns to her stunning human form. Gautama takes Ahalya back as his wife and all ends happily ever after.

The drawing pictured here is detailing the beautiful scene where Ahalya is returned to her human form when encountering Lord Ram. The foreground was done entirely with colored pencil while the background and environment is done in acrylic paint and watercolor. I was commissioned to do this piece and thought it would be a great way to detail another exciting story and aspect of my culture. As always, if anything that I discussed in this post stands out, or if any questions arise please feel free to comment and share your thoughts!

Looking forward to next Monday!

 

~ Riya

 

Personal website:   https://riyarts.weebly.com/