A walk around the back streets of any town can be moody and atmospheric, some places though seem to have it in spades. Torquay here and now, from the South of the USA in Miami last time, to the South coast of England this time. Just a few images, hand-held at night but the High ISO works the effect well I think.
When you see these places, slanted by my vision to match some style I am trying to create, you might wonder about the place. The reality is we create the mood as we explore, the editing, the crops and pulling the image into some sort of notion. That’s us, me as the photographer, just because it’s digital now doesn’t mean it is different to how it was in some halcyon day of film and darkroom. The image has always been manipulated by the creator or designer to fit some idea we have in our minds eye.
A Fragment of How It Is
That physical skin to skin touch of a hand,
only the ghost of it in a call.
An empty chair in a restaurant,
willing itself to be someone.
Space, amid the noise, silence.
Tomorrow I will be home,
Tonight I am…
All you travelling people, be safe, and look around you. Enjoy the visit.
This year as a birthday present my family bought me an adaptor to enable fitting my camera to my telescope. While neither are the top of their range they still for me provide a great deal of pleasure using and adapting them to first see stars, and secondly try getting usable pictures of them. With the adaptor I can fit the camera to the telescope to use them both together, and so far I’ve been really pleased with the results. There is still lots for me to figure out and to improve on but it is fascinating for me to see the results. These are some from the UK’s cold snap over the last few days.
It is always fascinating to look out into the night sky and see the universe spread out above. It makes me feel humble and amazed that we, by some giant trick, survive here. And who else is out there, looking across the stars wondering the same thing?
I have started writing again, and will post some of my fragments again in the near future. I hope you join me to read them.
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.