This is somewhat unrelated to my usual theme, but I feel like it is worth a mention. I have always know that, in addition to my passion for books, I also have a great love for photography. A few months ago, I entered a few photos into a competition that was held by iPhoneography South Africa. The photos had to be taken and edited on an iPhone and all entrants had to be from South Africa.
I was ecstatic (and a little surprised) when they emailed me to say that one of my photos had been selected and was going to be displayed in the biggest iStore in Johannesburg as part of the iPhoneography exhibition. I was so excited to be included in this exhibition; although I was pretty disappointed that I would not be able to see the photo in person. I’m studying in Grahamstown until the end of November, so I completely missed the two week exhibition window (which was from 1-14 October). However, my parents (and brother) cheered me up by Skyping me from the opening of the exhibition and showing me my photo and everything that was going on at the event, which looked pretty snazzy.
My photo was taken in March of this year when I was on my Easter holidays in Johannesburg. I tagged along to one of my brother’s rugby games. He had just made the First Team; the excitement was palpable amongst the boys and pride was radiating from the parents (and me). We had all be sitting patiently through the matches of the younger grades and were on the edge of our seats (I was actually on the grass because there was no space left on the seats) when the First Team made their grand entrance. There was much cheering and yelled advice emanating from the side-lines as the game began and the boys sprang into action. When the final whistle blew, it was my brother’s team that had come out top. I could see the joy on the faces of these boys, many of whom were playing First Team for the first time, just like my brother.
In a moment of sisterly pride, I decided I’d take a photo of my brother’s first win as a First Team player. I pulled out my phone and snapped a pic right as the teams were giving each other the compulsory ‘well-played’ handshake. As it turns out, my brother is slap bang in the middle of the photo, just extending his hand towards the approaching player from the other team. I took the photo in black and white – which is otherwise known as the Noir setting on the iPhone – and did not do any other editing to it; I liked it the way it was. I love my photo for a number of reasons, partially the feeling of being proud of my brother because it gives me flashbacks to that day, and partially pride in myself. I feel a sense of accomplishment when I look at it, like I created something kind of beautiful, which is something I don’t often feel about myself, so it makes a good change.
The exhibition has now closed and the iPhoneography people have put all of the photos onto their website. They have opened a Community Choice option, which means that anyone can take a scroll through the photos and vote for their favourite. I have been looking through all of the photos that were included in the exhibition and I’m amazed at the level of talent in South Africa’s photography community. Never mind the fact that every photo was taken with an iPhone! It’s incredibly impressive.
Voting can be done from anywhere in the world. So if you’re reading this (yes you), I’d love it if you could give my photo a look and if you like it, maybe vote for me. It’s called Team Solidarity (on page 4) and my name is Sarah Beningfield.
The link to the page is here.
Thanks!