Documentary Photography / Photojournalism
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In the center with the gray body and brown head is a Pink-footed Goose hanging with a flock of Canada Geese. The Pink-footed Goose is far from home. It breeds in eastern Greenland, Iceland and Svalbard. It is migratory, wintering in northwest Europe, especially Ireland, Great Britain, the Netherlands, and western Denmark. Found in Bucks County PA. The pic was taken really far away and late in the day with bad light.
Documentary style vs. Document photo. Because it is a 'useless' image it falls into the 'documentary style' category of photography.
I present this picture to regain favor in the New Topographics community. Especially after the expressive subjectivity "stagecraft" of my previous two photos.
Ordinarily I'd clone out those power lines in a heartbeat, but studying this composition, I realised they were essential to a story. If trees could think, both in life and in death, would each 'tree' seen here be envious of each other? One, grown strong and mighty, cut to have use carrying electricity, but denied it's old age; the other, wild and free, yet cruelly misshaped by weather and environment, with no future. other than an ignominious death? (I can hear someone out there saying, "Shut up, Fergal...it's just an ugly tree and a power pole. Get a life.") Seen at Aghinish, Co. Mayo, Ireland.
🌆 Havana at Dusk: Beauty, Burden, and the Burnt Sky
As the sun sinks behind the Capitolio’s neoclassical dome, Havana exhales a palette of fire and ash. The sky ignites in surreal hues—orange bleeding into violet, cobalt streaked with soot—casting the city in a cinematic glow that’s both breathtaking and unsettling. This isn’t just tropical sunset magic. It’s the particulate signature of Havana’s power plant, burning low-grade bunker fuel shipped from Venezuelan refineries. The result: a sky that stuns, but stains.
Below, the Hotel Telégrafo anchors the foreground, its colonial bones bathed in amber light. The city’s architecture—ornate, weathered, defiant—stands as both witness and participant in this daily ritual. Tourists marvel. Locals endure. The air carries the scent of salt, diesel, and resilience.
This is Havana in transition: a city where beauty and burden share the same skyline. The Capitolio gleams, but the clouds above it whisper of trade deals, energy scarcity, and environmental compromise. And yet, in this moment, the scene is undeniably poetic—a testament to the layered truths documentary photography seeks to reveal.
Capturing the Capitol: The Edit ️
The architecture of Old Havana is grand, but often the lighting at dusk can leave the city’s most iconic landmarks lost in the shadows. For this shot of the Capitolio, the original capture was moody and heavy with purple tones, but I wanted it to glow with the same energy as the rest of my Havana shifting from day to night series.
The Goal: To reveal the intricate architectural details of the skyline while harmonizing the dramatic sky with a cohesive golden-hour palette.
The Process:
Shadow Recovery: I significantly lifted the shadows on the Hotel Telégrafo and the Capitol dome to bring out the textures of the stone and scaffolding that were previously hidden.
Neutralizing the Purples: By adjusting the white balance tint and temperature, I moved away from the deep magenta cast and toward a more natural, radiant sunset warmth.
Cinematic Color Grading: I used the color wheels to inject a warm orange into the highlights of the clouds while keeping a cool, subtle teal in the deeper sky for maximum "pop".
Targeted Detail: I added a touch of clarity and sharpening specifically to the building facades to ensure the urban density feels sharp against the soft, rolling clouds.
By bringing these details forward, the image now feels like a true companion to the wider skyline view, capturing the majestic transition into the Cuban night.
a life is not measured in grand gestures.
it is measured in kilos and cents.
in small numbers written in a worn ledger
at the end of a long day.
each number is a transaction, a conversation,
a small piece of the world that has passed
through these hands. there is no great drama here.
only the simple, profound arithmetic of a life's work.
and it all adds up.
I took a trip to Haughmond Abbey but unfortunately, a really hazy day and harsh light. Still worth a visit and I'll go back another time with better photography weather.
"Remains of Haughmond Abbey
Haughmond Abbey (locally /ˈhoʊmənd/ HOH-mənd) is a ruined, medieval, Augustinian monastery a few miles from Shrewsbury, England. It was probably founded in the early 12th century and was closely associated with the FitzAlan family, who became Earls of Arundel, and some of their wealthier vassals and allies.
It was a substantial, successful and wealthy house for most of its four centuries, although evidence of abuses appeared before its dissolution in 1539. The buildings fell into disrepair and the church was largely destroyed, although the remains of some of the domestic buildings remain impressive. The site is now in the care of English Heritage and is open to the public during the summer."
A young man inspects the engine of a finely-restored MG from the late 1950s, lacking only the correct factory-style steering wheel to be perfect in my eyes! Seen in Galway Ireland at the annual classic car meet.
Music and dancing bringing people of different cultures together
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22nd June, 2018
Russians losing their war in Ukraine and losing badly. Nuclear terrorism did not work out for them at Chornobyl and they want to play the same game at Zaporizhzhia Nuclear Power Plant, which is much bigger than Chornobyl. It is so unfortunate that we have to share out the beautiful planet with such idiots...
The circus in in town, and the back of their ticket booth trailer is backed up against the Salthill, Galway, Ireland bottle bank. Struck me funny for some reason!
Russians losing their war in Ukraine and losing badly. Nuclear terrorism did not work out for them at Chornobyl and they want to play the same game at Zaporizhzhia Nuclear Power Plant, which is much bigger than Chornobyl. It is so unfortunate that we have to share out the beautiful planet with such idiots...