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First image of the day, workin'with high tide and the sun @12 o' clock high was a challenge to say the least, this one definitly will get a rerun @low tide.
Here's a close up of a vintage Zeiss Ikon Ikophot light meter. One of my favourite pieces of camera gear. Surprisingly small, made of Bakelite, with no numbers on the readout dial, but it's fun to look at and use, and a great (Egyptian Pharaoh sounding) name. #High Key. HMM!
Scanned print.
Rolleiflex 3.5C w/ Xenotar 75 mm/f3.5.
June 11, 2023.
Fomapan 100 in Rodinal 1+100, semistand 1 h.
Printed on Ilford MGIV RC and developed in Moersch SE2.
Toned in Se 1+9, 60 sec.
PS borders.
Just a wee detail shot from High Cup Nick. If you look closely you can see the scale against the walkers along the edge of the crags. An amazing place for a wander with the added b
onus of being very handy for The Stag Inn at Dufton. Some excellent beers including one or two excellent local ones - Helm Bar are always worth a try.
Seems like finding a busted out building and doing a quick chrome can be more fun than piecing sometimes. No plans, no tricks and effects, just blasting chrome and black and moving on to the next like a funhouse.
*Pro and I hit this spot, then headed over to the Kebap spot for more damage.
Only Monarch I saw and it was high overhead and heavily backlit. So rude of it. :) Had to take what it gave me, cropped quite a bit. Colors were off so just went rather high key for fun and a bit of an artistic effect...for me. Artistic I'm not. :)
Paid a quick visit to Pollinator Prairie, a small neighborhood park that was once a chemical recycling site but was cleaned up through cooperative efforts of Boeing and the EPA. It now has several small areas with dedicated flowers and plants to attract pollinators. Usually get much better photos, hoping to go back.
It's paradoxical to me that the summer solstice marks the beginning of the descent back in to darkness. It's the time of the longest day, and the midnight sun in far northern latitudes. The sun rises here just before 6 am and doesn't set until after 9 pm, hanging in the sky for over 15 hours. We've truly reached the zenith of daylight. Astronomical summer stretches out for the next three months. But to me the next couple of weeks are the peak of it, and there a magical quality to it that harks back to my childhood. I used to love the lazy summer days on vacation from school. And the slow transition into night on a summer evening (I still revel in it). As early as mid-July I begin to notice a change. Very subtle at first, and perhaps more obvious to photographers than others. We tend to be very keen on light and shadow and see things that others miss. For me it's that ever so slight dip in the sun, setting just a few minutes earlier, and rising later. Twilight starts feeling a bit compressed. Sunlight that for a while dappled the north facing side of trees and buildings mornings and evening begins to recede, eventually living nothing but shadow. Yes, summer rolls on in terms of warm days and wonderful weather, but I soon find myself thinking back to the days I spent at the end of June. Ever so fleeting moments spent in high summer. I can't stop time; all I really can do is try to absorb every minute I can. It's all about appreciation of the moment. About letting past memories help shape the present. It's truly high summer.
Warning: never watch Whitesnake videos and then decide to roll around on the hood of your friend's Duster if anyone around has a camera.
I loved this wall covered in notice boards... looks like a vibrant village with plenty going on.
HBM!
High Horses is by the Swell Season, and these horses were particularly high, crashing up these 40 metre cliffs. I always seem to end up getting very wet as the sea spray is everywhere. Another high pressure fine day today with no wind, so it's another day looking for adders.