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View large on black, Broomy Inclosure in the New Forest National Park in Hampshire on the south coast of England
Upset stomach again today - annoying, as I felt like I'd had a decent sleep for the first time in a few days, but I ended up feeling drained all day. Anyway, we finally made it to the tip this morning (been planning to go for a few weeks), and took a diversion to Oxleas Wood on the way back. Saw a load of old and classic cars parked up there, which was interesting. Had a quick look at them, then went off in search of bluebells. Quite a few around but my photos never come out quite how I picture them in my head. Ah well, this'll do.
Had a fairly relaxed day after that, catching up on photos, Duolingo and PS4.
Shot this photo with the Mamiya RZ6 ProIID loaded with Kodak Portra 800. I love the feeling that this dappled light gives. I think it adds movement to this ordinary black wall and this still pose.
Strawberry Fields in Central Park - in the dappled light, a memorial to John Lennon, who was murdered just yards away on 8 December 1980. Yoko Ono Lennon has donated $1 million towards the maintenance of this quiet area.
Should you be interested, there's a fine bronze memorial to John Lennon in Havana, which I photographed a few years ago. I think the authorities there regarded him as a slain revolutionary more than a songwriter.
Not a traditional black and white subject, but it helped with the hidden nature of the creature involved.
Gorgeously bright day, Edinburgh very busy with both locals and tourists on a sunny Saturday. Walked through the Grassmarket and found a group holding an open-air Tango session. Dancing right there under the dappled spring sunshine coming through the newly leafy trees, casting a lovely mix of bright light and shade that was just begging for some monochrome shots. Was lovely to see people enjoying themselves like this in the middle of a busy Saturday, right there in a busy square, under the shadow of the Castle.
This Birch tree is incredible, its looks so old and yet the normal lifespan is only 80-100 years for a Birch tree.There may be places where the energies of the earth extend life......
Finding myself both with 10 minutes to spare, and being on the road l was.......I decided to stop the car and explore work done by Gunby Estate. (Least l think it was work carried out by the Gunby Estate!!).
Trees had been thinned out, leaving just healthy ones, and a woodchip path lead me through the trees. It was cool and quiet, even though next to a road.
A peaceful and pleasant amble, with a few moments taken away from the 'rat race' of life.
So "thank you" the Gunby Estate, or whoever did carry out the work.
Classical mill designs are usually water powered, though some are wind mills, or powered by livestock. A sluice gate is used to open a channel and so start the water flowing and a water wheel turning. In most such mills the water wheel was mounted vertically (i.e. edge-on) in the water, but in some cases horizontally (the tub wheel and so-called Norse wheel). Later designs incorporated horizontal steel or cast iron turbines and these were also sometimes refitted into the old wheel mills.
Had a decent sleep last night - so nice not having an alarm this morning. Tim and I both still waiting to feel better, so we had a pretty easy morning, then went for a gentle (and short) walk this afternoon.
I cleaned the kitchen this afternoon, too - definitely progress! Slightly concerned by this evening when I started getting a bit of a sore throat, and noticed a white patch on my dangly bit (aka uvula, I believe). Not another thing...!
even little girls.. these were bought for a family wedding we went to this weekend
~explored~ thank-you!
It had been months since I’d even tried to meet a stranger to photograph. I had always been in too much of a hurry, or the interesting person I saw appeared to be in a hurry, or I just didn’t have in me whatever it is that one has to have to ask a random person to be a part of the project. In short, I was struggling. Walking out of work, though, I saw a young man in pants, but no socks, shoes, or shirt, standing on a park bench. He balanced on the arms of the bench and jumped off with grace — and a flip! He proceeded to do some twisting flips on the grass before heading over to a girl who was reading under a tree. I got to my car, texted my wife that I was on my way home, and sat in the driver’s seat before I thought, “if I don’t go shoot this guy, I don’t know who I’m ever going to meet.” So, with mental apologies to my wife for my now-guaranteed tardiness, I dug my camera out and walked across a bridge between the parking lot and the grass where the young couple were.
I approached them and asked the gymnast if he’d be a part of my project. His somewhat nervous response: “How long will it take?” No more than 5 minutes, I assured him (pleased that I wouldn’t be that late getting home). He told me his name was Paul. He was kind and willing enough to let me take his picture, but he continued to seem more nervous about my request than I would have thought for someone who was casually turning flips in the outdoors. Given the rush (his and mine) I tried to work quickly. I mentally kicked myself for leaving my reflector in the car — from across the creek, Paul appeared to be in a big patch of open shade cast by a poplar tree, but I could now see a lot of sunlight streaming through the leaves and the contrast between the shadows and the light was harsh. I think the reflector could have evened that out a bit. I tried a few spots and angles, but settled on this tight headshot as the best image. I tried to feature his impressive physique (see comment image) but none of those shots worked as well. Sure enough, less than 5 minutes after I first approached him (at least, according on the photos’ EXIF data; it felt a little bit longer), I thanked Paul and headed back to my car.
I’m pleased to have met someone new and made his picture, but this encounter reminded me of a lot of things I’d forgotten about this project. I was so focused on finally making a picture of a stranger that I feel I didn’t really meet Paul. I’d have liked to have gotten to know a bit more about him. I also re-learned that I need to make a quick check of the histogram after the first shot — the background was so bright, Paul was badly underexposed in the first few shots I took. All the same, I’m glad to have made progress on this project again, and I’m looking forward to meeting more interesting people.
Paul, thanks for your time and willingness to be in my project. I hope you like the picture; if you do, feel free to contact me and I’ll be happy to send you a copy!
This picture is #9 in my 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page