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“Crossing Flows” was created from an aerial view of Basel, where the constant movement of vehicles intersects with the slower, continuous flow of the Rhine. The work focuses on this idea of overlapping currents, transforming a moment of urban life into a graphic composition.
The unique color of the river at that specific time gave the image its defining character, creating a strong contrast with the linear geometry of the bridge. The result is a photograph that reduces a complex scene to clear structures and rhythms, emphasizing how different flows can coexist within the same frame.
This photo is a Pinhole photograph.
It takes it applying the Pinhole board that remodels HOLGA120S and makes it for myself.
180 degrees moved a camera on exposure.
This exposure is 2 seconds.
中心を固定して露光時間２秒の間180°回転させました。
Who let that elephant in here? And bloody well budge up there's no room on this sofa!
And yet somehow it's still possible for an elephant to hide behind an up-lighter lamp and for you not even to see it until someone shouts "there's an elephant in the room!"
The other day we went along to another favourite place of ours for creating and yet it just didn't happen, I couldn't tap into the urge to create at all and the aspects of nature that normally inspire me just couldn't make it past the frontal cortex and into the unconscious mind behind.
A few years ago I built a big cairn there but eventually dismantled it. I'd never removed the base or moved the stone away so it was always in the back of mind that I would rebuild it one day. A few weeks ago I did just that and it was reborn, a little mishapen and lumpy this time but pretty cool from a distance looking up at it set against the sky.
Whilst I was out on my bike the other day I wondered if it was still there and cycled over that way but the road was being worked on so I turned back without finding out. So on this latest art excursion I again wondered if it was still there and thought about it five minutes before we arrived.
Ok, ok, I know this isn't the most riveting anecdote in the history of raconteurs but bear with me, I am going somewhere with this.
So we arrived and I grabbed all my usual gear: camera, tripod, lenses and stuff and trudged onwards. From here the cairn is very easily seen and is a dramatic sight, and yet, I didn't look, I didn't see and in my mind it didn't exist. I did not think about it at all.
When we got to our favourite spot I tried to tune into nature but failed so kicked around for a bit while Julia got on with her own sculptures. A couple of hours passed and the cairn still didn't interrupt my consciousness even 1%.
Once she'd finished we set off back to the car and finally the cairn's existence popped into my mind. I was acutely aware how for the previous three hours there had been no presence of it in my mind at all. And indeed it was gone in reality too, fallen down or pushed over who knows. Despite walking past where it was I simply didn't think about it at all.
My art is all about opening the senses, on that day my mind was diminished and my senses closed, I couldn't remember that I'd built a cairn there and I didn't have the ability to create anything new either.
Today we went to our other favourite place for creating somewhere which I am really tuned into right now to the point where I'm finding being there really opens me up to my unconscious mind.
Yesterday Vicky and Adam of the Middlewood Trust very kindly asked me whether I would become resident artist for them, an opportunity and an honour that I am extremely thrilled about. It is somewhere that I am utterly able to focus my mind upon without leaving any nerve endings lagging behind. In pretty much all other places I create there is always a little part of my mind that is worried about who I may see or who I will have to explain to what it is that I'm doing. On a sensitive day it can be a drain on the creative process but down by the river at Backsbottom Farm I can switch off totally from the rest of the world and switch on fully to being there in the moment.
It's a special feeling to be asked to be the resident artist at a place that has that affect on me and I am really looking forward to doing all those things a resident artist does.
I found a different spot by the river today and very quickly immersed myself in it (the spot not the river), unaware of the passage of time, my mind only sound, only what I can see, only what I can feel.
Another tree brought down by December's flood was wedged parallel to the river bed creating a gap underneath and I thought about somehow studying the river and what it was doing while I was there. It had rained a lot since we had last been there and it was a lot deeper and I wondered what the level may do. There was a deep pool in front of the horizontal tree trunk so I started to imagine creating a slot through which the water would flow and then letting something through that would show me how water behaved in the pool before rejoining the faster flowing part of the river.
After finding two slabs to form the constriction and building a base the same level as the water, I began to build the walls outwards. As I was half way through the first side I walked on a few yards to see how it looked. It had developed a triangular shape and I realised it was because the sandstone slabs tapered one way, were slighty thicker at one end than the other. This seemed to be becasue of how they laid in the water and when the flow hit the leading edge it would cause eddies that will erode the down stream stone more than the up stream resulting in a tapered shape. That might not be totally correct and an expert in river geology would be able to tell me but I love how the process of creating a natural art sculpture reveals these subtle nuances in the environment simply from working with the materials.
I took this naturally developed shape and mimiced it on the other side of the gap, building up the layers as I did so. I needed to travel further and further to obtain the right sort of stone as it got larger as I'd used up what was available near by.
Then suddenly the elephant not only was visible but came and sat on my lap. How could I have not seen what I was building? The creation process was once again being guided by my unconscious and only now through observing the result in reality could I see what I was trying to build. All at once I became aware of the symbolism: water the giver of life, the flow from which we have all come.
All through this time the water level hadn't changed at all. There were some heavy showers interspersed with blustery sun but the water stayed exactly the same height as the foundation slab. I will have to return after a storm and hope it survives to see whether water will gush through the opening.
I hope this sculpture has some life in it yet.
... and Change is Inevitable.
Time does flow onward, doesn't it? Each passing holiday season makes me feel the preciousness of time, life, family.
My 3 year old daughter is enjoying the season very much this year, tho she said today she was "getting tired of watching Christmas". I do know what she means, and this might be the last holiday season we see in the style of the last four decades.
Times are changing. Spectacle is going to fade, and deeper meaning will have more value now that the guts of the over-consumption machine have been shown to be rotten.
Let's take this movement - this moment - of time as a positive thing. A positive development in our lives and that of our children. Let's reset "value" to something more meaningful.
Mittwoch morgen, 7:30 Uhr.
Ich sitze am Frühstückstisch, schaue aus dem Fenster und dann ist da dieser unglaubliche Sonnenaufgang.
Die Zeit drängt, ich muss arbeiten, aber kann man solche Farben undokumentiert lassen?
.....late :-)
This group of people were chating in the crowd flow therefore there was a chance to make a long exposure picture to capture both. The initial aim of this picture was also to capture the Versace logo so as to spot that this was the Vogue’s Fashion Night, but the issue is that you only have one shot before the group leave!!! And the lights were a bit strong on the logo compare to the street’s lights
This photograph is a Pinhole photograph.
BoxTnegor of Zeiss Ikon was converted and photographed.
Water flows coolly.
The mountain stream of a valley.
The blue world.
涼しげに流れる谷間の渓流。
露光時間の関係で、こんなに青い流れになりました。
FLOW
Vacía tu mente, se amorfo, moldeable, como el agua. Si pones agua en una taza, se convierte en la taza, si pones agua en una botella se convierte en la botella, si la pones en una tetera se convierte en la tetera. El agua puede fluir o puede aplastar. Se como el agua.
Bruce lee
Mejor calidad:
500Px: 500px.com/photo/105365989/flow-by-alejandro-rodriguez?fro...
Everything flows in nature, everything happens and changes on a never ending mutating process.
The trees grow and die, insects, animals, humans, even the greatest of the stars in the sky follow the same destiny.
everything that works through energy , starts, and in some point dies. but energy never ends, it always transforms itself to go on travelling for the universe: limited existence coexists with the eternity it seems...