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A narrow gravel trail curves through a grove of leaning oaks, their trunks and branches arching overhead. Bright green shrubs line the path in soft spring light.
Here is an image I always liked, of an autumn path just starting up into the woods, at a very fine Nature Preserve here in Cincinnati, which is, strangely, called "California Nature Preserve".
You see the original below, and I do love the original. But I wanted to try editing it, for fun, and this is what I came up with, after playing with Topaz Adjust, levels, and framing.
Got the first 16 sq ft painted today!
Managed to comment on your photos!
But no camera time. Sigh.
Camera: Agfa Isolette III MK II (6x6 cm)
Lens: Solinar f/3.5 75 mm
Film: Fuji Neopan Acros II 100
Exposure: 1/100 sec and f/5.6, hand-held
Film developed and scanned by MeinFilmLab
Edited under Adobe Lightroom
Nazgûl ?
On the road in the cloud forest with Tolkien in tow
Anaga Mountains in the North-East of Tenerife
Canary Islands, Spain 17.11.2015
Copyright for the unedited photo by Tina
"Round the bend came a black horse, not a hobbit pony, but a full-grown horse; and on it sat a tall man who seemed to be crouching down on the saddle, wrapped in a great black cloak and hood, so that only his boots peeped out in the high stirrups below; his face was shadowed and unseen. When the horse came up to the tree and was level with Frodo, he stopped. The rider sat very still with his head bowed as if listening. From under his hood came a sound like someone sniffing to catch a faint scent; his head turned from one side of the road to the other. A sudden incomprehensible fear of being discovered seized Frodo, and he thought of his ring. He hardly dared to breathe, and yet the desire to take it from his pocket became so strong that he moved his hand slowly. He felt that all he had to do was slip it on and he would be safe. Gandalf's advice seemed ridiculous. After all, Bilbo had used the ring. "And I am still in the Shire," he thought, as his hand touched the chain on which the ring hung. At that moment the rider straightened up and tightened the reins. The horse took a step forward, walking slowly at first and then settling into a rapid trot. Frodo crept to the side of the road and watched the rider until he disappeared into the distance."
The Lord of the Rings, vol. 1 The Companions
The original filming location of Peter Jackson's 2001 adaptation is not in Tenerife, of course, but in Wellington's 'Mount Victoria Town Belt', a vast urban forest near the centre of the New Zealand capital.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DmUwMIxclE4
www.movieworldmap.com/filming-locations/hiding-from-the-b...
de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anaga-Gebirge
Nazgûl ?
Mit Tolkien im Gepäck unterwegs im Nebelwald
Anaga-Gebirge im Nordosten Teneriffas
Kanarische Inseln, Spanien 17.11.2015
Copyright für das unbearbeitete Foto by Tina
"Um die Biegung kam ein schwarzes Pferd, kein Hobbitpony, sondern ein ausgewachsenes Pferd; und darauf saß ein großer Mensch, der sich auf dem Sattel niederzuducken schien, eingehüllt in einen großen schwarzen Mantel und eine Kapuze, so daß nur seine Stiefel in den hohen Steigbügeln unten herausschauten; sein Gesicht war beschattet und unsichtbar. Als das Pferd bis zu dem Baum gekommen und auf gleicher Höhe mit Frodo war, blieb es stehen. Der Reiter saß ganz still mit gesenktem Kopf, als ob er lausche. Unter der Kapuze hervor kam ein Geräusch, wie wenn jemand schnüffelt, um einen schwachen Duft einzufangen; sein Kopf drehte sich von einer Straßenseite zur anderen. Eine plötzliche unbegreifliche Furcht, entdeckt zu werden, befiel Frodo, und er dachte an seinen Ring. Er wagte kaum zu atmen, und doch wurde der Wunsch, ihn aus der Tasche zu holen, so stark, daß er langsam die Hand bewegte. Er hatte das Gefühl, daß er ihn bloß aufzustreifen brauchte, dann würde er sicher sein. Gandalfs Rat schien lächerlich zu sein. Schließlich hatte Bilbo den Ring ja auch benutzt. »Und ich bin immer noch im Auenland«, dachte er, als seine Hand die Kette berührte, an der der Ring hing. In diesem Augenblick richtete sich der Reiter auf und zog die Zügel an. Das Pferd machte einen Schritt vorwärts, ging erst langsam und setzte sich dann in raschen Trab. Frodo kroch zum Straßenrand und beobachtete den Reiter, bis er in der Ferne verschwand."
Der Herr der Ringe, Bd. 1 Die Gefährten
Der originale Drehort von Peter Jacksons Verfilmung aus dem Jahr 2001 ist natürlich nicht auf Teneriffa zu finden, sondern im 'Mount Victoria Town Belt' von Wellington, einem ausgedehnten Stadtwald nahe dem Zentrum der neuseeländischen Kapitale.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DmUwMIxclE4
www.movieworldmap.com/filming-locations/hiding-from-the-b...
Camera: Rollei 35
Lens: Tessar f/3.5 40 mm
Film: Kodak Gold 200
Exposure: 1/125 sec and f/5.6, hand-held
Film developed and scanned by Foto Brell, Bonn
Edited under Adobe Lightroom
Camera: Agfa Record III (6x9 cm)
Lens: Apotar f/4.5 105 mm
Film: Ilford HP5 Plus 400
Exposure: 1/100 sec and f/11, hand-held
Film developed and scanned by MeinFilmLab
Edited under Adobe Lightroom
Just wanted to further explore the different look of analog versus digital photos of the same scenery. The pictures were taken on different days but under quite similar light conditions (about the same daytime in sunny weather). For the digital shots I used the Sigma DP2M camera with its foveon sensor, delivering extraordinary sharpness and micro contrast. For the analog shots I used one of my cameras with the largest negative format available to me: my Agfa Record III 6x9 cm format folder, which recently has been CLA’d by Hans Klinkhamer (Netherlands). Hans achieved his training as camera repairer at the Agfa Camerawerke Munich and did a very good job. At f-stops smaller than 5.6 the image quality of this Apotar triplet is indistinguishable from the renowned Tessar-type Solinar of my second Agfa Record folder.
The digital b&w veriants can be seen here:
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Personally, I prefer the film version because of its more pictorial look, resulting from the softer contours of the leaves and the fine grain, accentuating the texture of the barks. For me, the sharpness of the folder lens is absolutely sufficient even for larger prints. In my opinion, the highly resolved pictures of modern digital cameras tend to produce some kind of stimulus satiation. In many cases, the viewer doesn’t want to see so many details but only the decisive elements of a composition. Otherwise, using 35mm film cameras or even pin hole cameras would make no sense anymore.
I like the image of a soft, hazy, dreamy walk to the forest. It is so full of archetypal imagery.I used several textures. Thanks to Skeletal Mess and Kerstin Frank.
A photographic journey through the lush landscapes of the Bergisches Land – from tranquil forest streams to wide reservoir views and delicate macro scenes. Light, texture, and mood define this visual narrative of a morning immersed in nature.
We often see only the fruits
and call the outcome success.
But the essence lies in becoming –
in the silent web that nourishes, sustains, and gives strength:
unnoticed, slow, and steady.
An autumn walk is not about harvest,
but about the richness of forms and colours
that make any harvest possible in the first place.
Autumn is the time to look back with gratitude,
to share what has guided and shaped us,
and to honour what has ripened within.
Like Frederick the little mouse,
who gathers colours and rays of sunlight,
we too carry the abundance of experience within us –
in the quiet certainty
that after the stillness of winter ❄️
a new spring will come. 🌱
A photographic journey through the lush landscapes of the Bergisches Land – from tranquil forest streams to wide reservoir views and delicate macro scenes. Light, texture, and mood define this visual narrative of a morning immersed in nature.
“I think people who don't know the woods very well sometimes imagine it as a kind of undifferentiated mass of greenery, an endless continuation of the wall of trees they see lining the road. And I think they wonder how it could hold anyone's interest for very long, being all so much the same. But in truth I have a list of a hundred places in my own town I haven't been yet. Quaking bogs to walk on; ponds I've never seen in the fall (I've seen them in the summer - but that's a different pond). That list gets longer every year, the more I learn, and doubtless it will grow until the day I die. So many glades; so little time.”
― Bill McKibben
first walk in the woods since we had rain yesterday...the drought has caused some leaves to turn colour a little earlier...and fall to the woodchip path I walked on...and some leaves are still holding yesterday's water...and do you see the slug in the first pic ?
I didn't , until I put the photo in the computer.
Camera: Rollei 35
Lens: Tessar f/3.5 40 mm
Film: Fomapan Action 400, rated @ ISO 200
Exposure: 1/125 sec and f/5.6, hand-held
Film developed and scanned by Foto Brell, Bonn
Edited under Adobe Lightroom
A winding gravel and dirt trail passes through autumn woodland, with yellow and orange foliage, green shrubs and dappled sunlight.
On a quiet autumn walk, I discovered this nice spot, surrounded by fading light. With my new 45mm lens, I tried to capture not just the details, but the feeling of calm and wonder that lingers in the woods at this time of year.
PhaseOne IQ180 + 45mm f2.8 Mamiya 645AF
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