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The photos of the week: March 9-15
The photos of the week collect each of the editor-selected photos of the day into one post for a contest to be decided by our readers. Sponsored by Posterjack, the photographer whose image receives the most votes will be awarded with a voucher code for a 24"x36" poster print of their work.
All the rules and fine-print can be found in the original announcement post on the blogTO Flickr page. One thing to add, however, is that the voting period ends at 5:00 p.m. on Sunday, after which the winner will be contacted with the good news.
For those photographers whose images are featured below, please feel free to give us a little information about your shot — i.e. where and when it was taken — in the comments section. Who knows? Maybe your description will sway voters in your favour!
2012 Photo of the Year winners announcement
The following photographers have won our 2012 photo of the year competition:
- First prize — Yedman
- Second prize — Neil Ta
- Third prize — Michael Mitchener
Winners will be contacted with instructions on how to claim their prizes shortly.
Lead photo by Danielle Scott.
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Photo by W..... in the blogTO Flickr pool
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Jono->
As for the lack of "planning/design/inspiration" (as Robert expressed it), all I can say is that Winter is my favourite time of the year to enjoy outdoor photography. There is something about the starkness & solitude that I really feel compelling.
This particular shot of mine (#3) was one of the images resulting from a early morning shoot in one of the still somewhat rare snowfalls we have here in the city.
I'd be the first to say that it is not the greatest thing I've ever produced, but at the same time, it is certainly nothing I feel embarrassed about either.
The correct spelling is Ho Chi Minh city, btw.
Do you only pick from the photos that were put in the pool that day?
Is there a certain size or proportion you prefer?
Also? Sometimes during movies when I get really engrossed in the plot, I pick at and occasionally eat my own scabs.
Gross, I know, but I had to tell someone.