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Architecture the light #29
Hong Kong, 2021
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華富邨係香港其中一個有名和歷史意義嘅大型公共屋邨。
華富邨は、香港の有名で歴史的に重要な大規模な公共住宅団地です。
Wah Fu Estate is one of Hong Kong's famous and historic large-scale public housing estates.
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Ilyas-Kaya ridge, with Kush-Kaya and Laspi Bay unfolding below. Captured on a light Sunday hike with someone dear, a day filled with laughter and warmth — a memory that stays bright no matter what comes next.
nThambo Tree Camp | SOUTH AFRICA
Such an intimate moment with this beauty. So lucky being able, or better blessed to observe them this close.
🌞 Good Morning, Friday!
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KRUGER NATIONALPARK | SOUTH AFRICA
Two young elephant bulls went heads on, measuring their strength.
Nothing beats a moquitoe infested, incredibly pretty, pristine lake in the wilderness trails of the Sierra Nevada mountains.
It was just a super fun adventure to shoot these landscapes from the John Muir Wilderness
You might remember this tree from one of my former photographs. The tree is the same, but the weather conditions are completely different. Check out the older version as well: www.flickr.com/photos/153534027@N06/40614862283/in/datepo...
February 2019 | Niefern
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On our last trip to Hawaii we landed in Maui. The road to Hana offers many places to stop and cool off. We found this fresh water stream while exploring Twin Falls on a private garden/farm. The most exciting part was finding guppies swimming around totally unbothered by our trudging through their breeding grounds.
Bwindi Rushaga Sektor | Uganda
This little Gorilla was playing nearby his mother. He was about 2 years old and tried his climbing skills on a small tree.
Xakanaxa | Botsuana
Early in the morning they appeared directly besides our campsite #10 out of the high grass.
A short glance and then a small pack of 6 Wilddogs ran down the path along all campsites causing a lot of hectic and trouble, as no one had their gear ready.
Luckily we found them later, that's when I got this picture.
All I want is to stand in a field
and to smell green,
to taste air,
to feel the earth want me.
~Phillip Pulfrey
Moss field, Southeast Iceland. Photo collaboration with Nick.
"Let me sit in the twilight hour alone
And muse on the loved ones far away,
Till my heart hath taken the hallow'd tone,
And the spirit-like calm of the closing day."
~Eliza Acton
THE FACE
LOFOTEN IN WINTER - SNOW ON SURFER's BEACH, Lofoten
Unstad beach ist alway a good place to photograph.
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It was the absence of the surfers that gave me the first hint that yesterday's impromptu decision to race towards Godrevy for sunset was going to bring a challenge or two. When even the most accomplished of these men and women decide that the sea is too dangerous a playground for them, you know it's going to be a bit lively. To add to the general flavour of the conditions outside my warm car, the logo of the local Sharp's brewery was flying horizontally on the side of an agitated windsock at the end of the car park belonging to the Rockpool Cafe. This was going to be fun.
For a while I sat behind the wheel of the car, munching thoughtlessly on a bag of Twiglets as I tried to peer through the misty windscreen into a world of heavy rain. The sea and the sky were in a brooding foment and big waves were crashing angrily against the northwest corner of my favourite island. The mix of rain and sunshine earlier in the day had brought me here in search of the light, but the urgency of the Atlantic had caught me by surprise.
Hunger temporarily abated by salt based snacks, I gathered my strength to push the car door open and make my way the quarter of a mile or so up to the headland wearing waterproof everything and my winter snow boots to keep out the rain. Halfway to my vantage spot the inevitable squall blasted right into me, face on, icy and unapologetic as it tried to knock me off my feet with nowhere to shelter. I put my head down and carried on trying to move forward through the hard rain.
As the squall passed, the light followed, St Ives almost disappearing on the other side of the bay under a curtain of bright yellow translucent sunshine. But it was all happening too quickly. Removing the camera from the bag and setting up on my pleasingly solid tripod was not going to be an easy task and my rain spattered glasses were only of slightly more use to me now than they were when I accidentally left them in the car at Wheal Coates the night before. Above me the clouds were dark and menacing, full of threat for lone photographers on exposed clifftops a quarter of a mile from their car. Even though the North winds were blowing onshore, I kept well away from the edge of the cliff. It was a struggle but eventually I wrestled the reluctant camera from the bag and hastened it onto the teetering tripod just in time to catch the moment. I didn't stay for long as another soaking was surely only moments away.
My favourite artist is JMW Turner; an eccentric pioneer who painted landscapes and seascapes under what must have been at times unspeakable weather, and it's his work among others that inspires me in my own small way to try and capture some form of tribute. He must have been out in weather like this in the early nineteenth century, without modern waterproofs and a dry car to run to, nor a centrally heated house with a hot running water to retire to afterwards. I like to think he would have enjoyed painting this scene. I loved every second of being out there, feeling wonderfully alive and relishing the sudden change in the weather. Summer is over now, but for us photographers, the best is to come. I've enjoyed my photography in recent months and many of you have been very kind about my output. I think this is one of my favourites of the entire year, very possibly because of the effort it took to take it.
Happy weekend everyone. May your landscapes and seascapes be truly epic.
A while ago I heard from an old friend of mine. Jenna told me how much she loved my photography, something we all love to hear of course, whether it's from a fellow landscape obsessive or someone who does selfies with their iPhone and puts them on Instagram. She then went on to mention she was getting married next year and wondered whether I'd like to be her official wedding photographer. I was very flattered. Who wouldn't be thrilled to be entrusted with the responsibility of capturing those memories from one of outstanding days of another person's life? And presumably she was expecting to pay me for my services while I was doing it. I don't know how much wedding photographers generally charge, but they always seem to have an impressive armoury of equipment.
It didn't take me long to consider my response. Yes, I have two very nice cameras, either of which would be more than capable of the task on offer. I also seem to have amassed a collection of no less than six lenses. I'm not sure exactly how this has happened, although none of them came into my life as the free gift inside a box of Coco Pops - it's fair to say my bank balance would be considerably higher if my bids had been unsuccessful. They are all very nice lenses and I'm lucky to have been able to gradually add them to the inventory. But then none of them are the fabled "nifty fifty" or the 85mm F2 that I'm led to believe are standard tools of the trade. Nor do I have flashguns, lightboxes or any of the other mysterious looking gizmos that the professionals keep in their bags. I also thought of the photos I'd seen from a family wedding I'd attended a couple of years ago. As we gathered in the living room of the newlyweds to be presented with an endless loop of more than two thousand special moments from the big day, I could see there was a skill to it that clearly comes with a greater experience and thicker skin than mine. The shot of a mirror with the bride to be's eyes reflected in it stood out. A standard trick of the trade no doubt, but no less striking an image for it. It was all beyond me.
But more importantly than any of these potential shortcomings, the notion of having to move among a large number of people frightened the living daylights out of me. The very idea of all of that cajoling, chivvying and manhandling perfect strangers into position in order to grin vacantly in my direction as they wonder how much longer they'll have to wait before they can get to their free glass of bubbly and the canapes left me in a state of soft alarm. I would only know one person present, and as she would be the bride, it might be difficult to pass time with her in those idle moments of small talk that such occasions terrifyingly present. So while expressing my gratitude at being offered the job, I politely declined, explaining that it wasn't something I had the right tools for. All of the time I was thinking of Cape Cornwall in fact. One of the most appealing aspects of photography is the prospect of being totally alone in a remote location with only the gulls for company and the sound of the sea in my ears. It's my happy place.
I remembered a recent conversation with Lee. We'd been talking about the rise and rise of Andrew, a man who takes a very nice photograph indeed. We were worried that while our own photography was in danger of stagnation we'd noticed that Andrew's work seemed to be going from strength to strength. Lee mentioned that Andrew had "done" a wedding not long ago. He'd even acquired a nifty fifty and a flashgun apparently. I told Jenna I knew someone who might be interested and got in touch with him. Andrew was also very grateful to have been asked. He confirmed that yes indeed, he had done a wedding recently - as a favour to the bride, who happened to be his own sister. He confided that he hadn't really enjoyed the experience and wasn't planning on repeating it anytime soon. Like me, Andrew is happiest in his own company in places like this. He was at least in contact with two other people who are brave enough to do weddings, so I was at least able to send their details to my soon to be married friend.
So there you go. You knew it already of course, but we don't do weddings. What we do love doing is fiddling about with focus stacks at long abandoned oratories by the Edge of Eternity. After all, places like this were made for people like us. We don't need to be within reach of a fast food outlet or a coffee bar, because we brought our own along with us. Here we can lose ourselves in daydreams and not worry about whether we've included Great Auntie Nellie in quite as many photographs as we should have done, or if Uncle Derek's grin in the direction of the bridesmaids comes over as just a bit too lascivious. It's been a long few weeks since I last saw the sea, but maybe - just maybe it won't be too long again now.
I should stress that Great Auntie Nellie and Uncle Derek are products of my imagination. They are not your Great Auntie Nellie and/or your Uncle Derek, who I'm sure are upstanding and respectable members of the community. Have a good weekend everyone.
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Née du génie d’un océan créateur et d’une eau audacieuse.
Nous sommes grands, élancés mais que deviennent nos racines à la marée suivante ?
On ne bâtit rien sur du sable hormis quelques mirages.
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