Night photography, I was in Bristol Thursday night for a workshop. Turned out to be more of a walk with some stops for pictures rather than a workshop. Never mind. I got to play with the features of my camera and see how it coped with the lighting conditions in a city at night. And with the cold, which it didn’t like. It slowed down and the camera became less responsive, more difficult was the shortened battery life, only two hours. I got some pictures and some of the results are here. As a side note, it’s Superbowl night, my Dolphins didn’t make it, in quite a spectacular fashion. Never mind, maybe next year, my money is on the Broncos. We’ll see how that ends later tonight, which will be at about 3:30 in the morning for me here in the UK.
I’m working on the subject of light for Thursday nights Poetry Cafe, If you are in Weston-super-Mare head to the Royal Hotel at 7:30pm for a friendly, easy-going night of poetry reading. No microphones or crowds, just a group of people who like poetry. One of the pieces I’m working is called Diffraction. Still much to be done with it, it may get there it may not.
I see you. And this is the critical angle,
where I see the slight bending of the light
as it passes around you. I watch the light
embracing your shape at the boundary layer.
When light passes from one medium
to another it changes speed.
Shatters as it passes between the gap
created by our proximity.
This is where wavelength emerges as a factor,
when the interference patterns of light and dark
emerge, spreading into the space between us.
Highs and lows that multiply in the air and the angles merge,
refraction growing bigger than the angle of incidence
and light travels on without changing medium.
All we are left with are circles in the sky,
sun-dogs and halos, rainbows in the air.
More of the Bristol pictures. Unedited, lots to take away from the trip myself. Two hours of camera testing went quickly, yet I came out with only one hundred shots, too much walking and not enough time to stop and take pictures of things that take my interest. Don’t know if I’ll do that again.
Enjoy the road you are on and not the one you see across the river.