Snow Caught

Somewhere in the suburbs, late afternoon. After triumphantly leaving work in a giddy excitement of snowjoy, I went over to my friend's house to embark upon a sledging adventure (who said snow is just to be enjoyed by kids?!). I took my camera along for the fun. Heading through the overgrown pathway, we came across the ball court, snow completely undisturbed. It was caged snow waiting to be built upon, but as we had already discovered, this was the wrong kind of snow for building creations, so we left it untouched and I took a photo instead. The wintery sky made for an interesting picture, but I'm still missing that wide angle perspective a new lens would give me. I've been good Santa... honest!

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Leaf Pool

The park around the corner from where I live, late Sunday afternoon. I was having one of those rare muddy-messy-walking-in-circles kinda weeks and was feeling unusually downbeat. I took myself out for a walk with my trusty camera (need me a dog...), but feeling convinced nothing would inspire me- go negativity! I walked through the all too familiar park and after being bored by the dead leaves, weak light and uninteresting winter trees, I suddenly decided to deviate from my intended path to see if the old paddling pool was still looking as shabby as ever. It was. As the weak sunlight faded into the grey cardboard sky, it briefly created a moment of paddling, scruffy beauty across the leaf smattered puddly water.  

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Horizon Fire (for my dad)

Atlantic Ocean, Biscarrosse. I took this photo with my Dad.  We had walked to the beach together, DSLRs in hand with the intention of capturing a firey west coast sunset, and we weren't disappointed. It was a fantastic sundown, which just kept improving with time. So much so, we ended up being late for dinner, neither of us really wanting to leave and had to stumble back through the forest in dusky shadows, chilly from the ocean breeze and disappearing sun.
My Dad is my true photography inspiration- someone who has a really natural and instinctive understanding of how to take a great photo. He grew up as the photographer in his family, and as a result we have countless brilliant photos and slides of days gone by. He had his own darkroom in his teens and learned the fundamental balance of light, aperture and exposure. Growing up on family holidays and trips, Dad always had a camera and as a kid I was always fascinated by all their buttons, and lenses and the way he handled them so carefully. It wasn't until I was in my teens that I took a real interest and was allowed to have a go with his camera- with his supervision and advice. Aligning the two focus planes was my first challenge, leaving him to set all the other variables to ensure my first sucessful shot. Since then, I worked my way through various point and shoot cameras until finally getting my first SLR. This in turn inspired me to undertake a course in black and white SLR photography and development. Dad passed on various camera bodies and lenses to me, and allowed me to experiment myself- but always taking a shared interest. We even set up a dark room one winter at his house, but his ancient enlarger was leaking light like a sieve and the results were hazy at best! DSLRs were a natural progression for Dad, and I soon followed suit after enviously looking through his great shots of his world travels. 
To this day, Dad is by far a better photographer than I am. The evening of this photo, I took what felt like hundreds of photos. Even now I am not fully satisfied with the end result. Dad however must have taken a third of what I took, and managed to get a shot just as good, if not better than this one. He also got to appreciate the sunset more, as he wasn't messing about trying to figure which things to change to further improve his shots. I think, the time may have come for me to dig out my SLR again to brush up on the basics...

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Blanket Bricks

Chichicastenago, market day. As mentioned in a previous post- this place was bursting at the seams with life. The vibrant colours and design of the fabrics traditionally used throughout this area of Guatemala were literally works of art. Being a backpacker with only limited funds, photos were my only souvenirs. I got snap happy! All the stalls were under tarp and natural light was limited so I shot this with a high ISO to avoid using flash.

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Dune Dens

Norfolk Coast, late summer. The day before we had set off on an ambitious drive to the coast to chasing the last remaining days of the summer sunshine. We arrived at our destination late and pitched our tent in a relentless gale and uncertain evening skies. We awoke the following morning to the our sunshine reward. After some breakfast and nearby exploring we set off for a short walk around the coast. Hidden away from the town and harbouring boats we discovered a small sheltered beach with brightly coloured, closed up huts nestled amoung the dunes. 

Photgraphy geek explanation minus descriptive waffle:

I experimented with depth of field here aiming to keep the grass and huts in full focus. The light was tricky as the sun was high and throwing light over my right shoulder and almost clipping the frame, so I hid in the shade of one of the huts and did my best to compose the shot. A less harsh light would have made this splinter easier to capture... returning early evening would have probably have worked a lot better. The  position of the sun also meant I could not take any shots further back- so it was an all round comprimise. I had to do some touch up work on the sky before blogging as the exposure was blown out (something I hate doing as I much prefer to shoot as I see, no edits) ... a filter might have helped here. Also puzzled as to why I set ISO at 400! Despite all that- it still made the lightsplinter cut.

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Iceburg Blues

Bondi Beach, Sydney, looking out across the Iceburg pools and the surrounding bay. The day had started out dull and grey but as the afternoon sun broke through I got to see Bondi at its wave breaking best. I loved the colours and conformity of the lines of the pools with people swimming safely alongside the contrasting relentless rocky ocean breaks. This powershot splinter is an winning example of why I think I now need a wide angle lens for my SLR. So many of my shots I find I flip to the portrait/vertical because I cannot capture the depth of all the things I want to fit in the frame- in this the composition works out ok, but misses the sweeping bay and dramatic edge to the shot which the view gave me. Time get writing that wish list for Santa....

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Bike Shower

 

Biscarrosse Plage, early morning. Sleepily rolling out of bed, pulling on some clothes, grabbing my things and heading out of the door. Walking through the cool, still, light flecked pine forest- the sun just clipping through the outer edges and warming my back with its soft rays. Making my way down the quiet road passing creamy painted beach houses with slumbering occupants, walking in the cold sun shielded shadows. As I reached the top of the dune, I awoke from my sleepy walking state - greeted warmly by the gentle morning sunlight, empty stretching beach and breaking ocean ringing in my ears. The low sun created long shadows and soft golden light spilling around me - perfect for photos. The composition of this shot might not be right, and the depth of field slightly off, but the atmosphere of the light and shade and the colours are what makes it worth a lightsplinter. 

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Hoodoo Vista

Bryce Canyon, Utah. Looking out across the eroded adventure playground we were teased by gentle altitude and a never ending rim trail denying us access to the descent into the canyon. The clouds swept across the sky allowing the sunlight to momentarily fall upon hidden rocky carved tunnels and towering stripy hoodoos. Once we finally began our decsent we excitedly bounded,whooped and soared down the twisting switchback tracks through light dappled dusty hollows and wind sculpted passages, occasionally staring upwards in awe at the growing wobbly towers and narrowing gap of blue above our heads. Arriving at the bottom of the canyon the trail opened out to a dramatic ampitheatre of majestic orange columns and contrasting clumps of dark green pine trees. Using a fast shutter to capture the racing clouds, but with adequate depth of field to pick out the canyon features I was able to capture the epic layers and textures of this incredible wind eroded landscape.

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Retro Glow

The road I grew up on, in the big snow at the beginning of the year. When everything around me was so blizzard white, I looked up to see an old street lamp flickering on. The contrast of the lozenge shaped orange glow against the winter black bark and white clustered snow really caught my attention. Not many street lights look like this anymore- they all give out a harsh stark searching light, unlike the alien orange gloomy light of times gone by. As more snow was on its way I didn't really think much about how to take the picture, just made sure the composition was as I wanted it, using the zoom on my powershot.

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Morning Bugle

Early morning Hayden Valley, Yellowstone National Park. September, and the Elks were out in full force. This male Elk was away from the main group, and observing his competition from afar. Away to the right, (out of shot) the bull of the herd was bugling and displaying his prowess to the grazing female herd, while the photographed elk stood stoicly watching. I got the impression his time was yet to come, and he knew it. This was taken moments before the gentle sunlight crept down the hillside onto the waking valley, and it's one of those shots that I was just in the right place at the right time for- not so much about my skill as a photographer. I often find myself thinking that the photos I take are good pictures more thanks to the amazing places I have been. I just hope I manage to do them justice. As this shot was taken in low light, I did have to work to set my camera to capture the little light there was avaliable- high ISO and wide aperture to take in the surrounding landscape.

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Rooty Tangle

Burnsall, River Wharfe. I had this idea in my head, that trees could be as big below the ground as they are above it, considering the massive network of knobbly roots they burrow deep into the ground to secure their lofty presence. Trees are pretty awesome all things considered. Of course my rooty idea is not entirely true, but this shot almost captures that thought and through using black and white creates a simple but effective image to reflect upon. 

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Ocean Stacked

Great Ocean Road Twelve Apostles, Victoria.  Watching the sun slide beneath the horizon from a rocky outcrop with a sharp wind numbing my fingers and body. This was one of those times where I almost did not appreciate quite how staggeringly beautiful the view was until I got home and saw the pictures again months later through a fresh set of eyes. The ocean erroded limestone coastline, with the pink candyfloss clouds and cobalt blue water- I went into photo overload. Not really a clever or admired technique but it was one of those once in a lifetime opportunities I didn't want to miss or mess up, and felt that one of the pictures I took would give a close representation that would match the one I'd sellotaped in my head forever. It is also nailed on my bedroom wall. 

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Super Market

Market day in Chichicastenago and an acknowledged spiritual day in the Mayan calendar. The plaza put me into sensory overload with the vibrant colours of the rambling endless maze of stalls, busy purposeful people, the ringing sound of market trade, hot bright sun and the smoky sandalwood incense drifting across the square. I sat down for a while on the church steps to allow myself the time to take it all in. I thought it would be a good opportunity to attempt some people photography- something I am not so familiar with. I soon realised why a zoom lens would be very helpful for future attempts. The woman photographed had just left the church with her shopping and small cannister still smoking from the incense she had just burnt while observing her ancient ritual. Depth of field was used to blur the background and focus in on the subject. 

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Twin Peaks

 

Lake McDonald Glacier National Park, last days of summer. In awe of the pure open beauty contained within the ancient ice carved peaks. 'Give a month at least to this precious reserve. The time will not be taken from the sum of your life. Instead of shortening, it will indefinitely lengthen it and make you truly immortal.' John Muir, naturalist and explorer (taken from a plaque in Glacier NP). I took a polarising filter on this trip and put it to reasonably good use with this shot, bringing out the mineral tones of the jagged rocks resting beneath the surface of the water, but still capturing the reflected outline of the mountains in the distance. It also enhanced the already very blue sky.

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Arid Survivors

Karlu Karlu, Wauchope Northern Territory. A road trip through the outback in dense heat brought us to the Devil's Marbles. Scrambling through this weathered, abrasive landscape I was consistently surprised to see the Eucalyptus tree and wiry grass punch through the dry earth. All I had to do for this shot was press the shutter release and let the camera do the work. The complementary colours of the silky blue sky and rough orange boulders made my eyes buzz in the harsh sun. 

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Steely web

Brooklyn Bridge on a windy day, early Autumn.  Not an original shot as this bridge has been photographed more times than I've eaten cheese (and thats a lot), but I liked the perspective the taut steel spiderman cables created. Since it was difficult to not lose the detail of the stone tower against the cloudy sky, and there was little colour interest, I thought the black and white might add a dramatic effect. Almost managed to get it dead level too without too much Mack horizon (invariably very wonky)...

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Shell Millions

Early evening walk on Mount Maunganui beach. Left to my own devices I lost a couple of hours here, with the gentle sunset, shell treasures and waves to occupy me...This shot I discovered was all about composition, and I struggled to select just one patch of shellyness when so many of them were photo opportunities. The shells in this photo behaved very well as I macro captured them.

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Glistening Gold

Times Square and Broadway at night. Following an epic trip through the Rockies we wound up in New York for 24hrs. Desparate to make the most of our limited time we planned to end our trip with a bang. Seems we underestimated our partying ability and after hitting a couple of Irish bars our campfires, clear mountain air, cold nights and early starts caught up with us. Sleepiness set in, beer bottles became heavy, bed was calling. This shot was taken once more without a tripod- this time with amped up ISO in order to avoid blur. The overall effect was fuzzy lights and noise- it summed up pretty well how Times Square struck me that night.

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Rocky Start

Early sunrise heading through the Canadian Rockies near to Kootenay. It was around minus 2 or 3 degrees that morning and having left our camp in a scramble to catch the breaking dawn we happened upon this quiet river and spikey treeline. Here's where I learned that if I held my breath for long enough while taking a shot, I could avoid camera blur. Genius. Several shots later, after almost turning blue, the inability to stop my heart from beating (yep it caused blur too...) and my body's desire to involuntarily wriggle at random points (probably due to the cold) here is also where I learned that I should have taken a tripod with me...

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