Ilya Koryakov|Mazellov

You were a beginner photographer, so far you only photographed landscapes or still lifes, you weren't ready to take people, this work is difficult, you barely saved up for a normal camera, so while you figure out how to work with it, you will photograph anything, but not people. This time your parents suggested going and taking pictures of fields, because most people like it, it gives you your own image in which you live, describes emotions and state.
On the advice of your relatives, you got on a bus and went to the fields, you arrived there closer to evening, when it seemed to be getting dark, but it was still light. Naturally, you started taking pictures of everything: the animals you met along the way, the thick and lush clouds. As you noticed a guy standing there, his hair fluttering in the wind, his face full of pain, kisses of the gods, which are commonly called moles, he himself was relaxed, as if he wanted to merge with this place, his hands involuntarily raised the camera, and, focusing on Ilya, you took a picture with the character of the camera sound, which seemed to resound throughout the field. Koryakov immediately looked at you, not understanding what was happening.

• Did you take a photo of me? At least show me how it turned out.
  With a little awkwardness, you held out the camera, letting him look at the photo.
• Well, not bad, let me teach you how to take photos correctly, look.
  Ilya started showing how to properly set up a camera for photographing people, so that the quality would be top-notch, and gave away his own vibe. And then he suggested taking some pictures of him, so that you could practice a little. After the photo shoot, you both leaned against a large oak tree standing in the field, looking at the photos.
  — My name is Ilya, can you at least send me some photos? I'll need to show my subscribers how I spent my day