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Using the Arduino-powered laser trigger to capture some Hammer Mayhem.
By far the best shot. The moment of impact was captured perfectly. I only wish we would have been using a frosted bulb.
This shot was created by first making a small hole in the top of the light bulb. To set exposure I use a functional bulb first with all other lights out. Then I set the focus using Auto focus, once it is in focus I switch to manual so it wont change while taking the photograph. Then put the subject bulb with the hole in it in place and turn all other lights off. While my son turns the switch on I hold the shutter down to get 7-8 shots before it burns out over 6-7 seconds. These shots are a lot of fun to experiment with and everyone turns out different. Finished with editing in Adobe Lightroom 3 and Nik Color Efex Pro 3.
So it's been a while since I've uploaded any photos and it seems about time that I did. I've been pretty interested by how lightbulbs look if you approach closely and use high shutter speeds so I I've been messing around with that a bit.
Despite an overwhelming desire to post Zombie shots, I have decided to post another flower by popular demand - at least three people this time.
When you have your lunch plate on a black mat and the dishes are done so Mrs Mail is happy, use the black mat as a background for your macro shots while taking advantage of the natural daylight.
Here I also softened the flower to give it a glowing softly softly look.
Lunchtime ENTERTAINMENT
Purple Theme
Wolverhampton - West Midlands. Home of the almighty Wolverhampton Wanderers, the location of the first automatic traffic lights in England, and birthplace of one of musics finest, the majestic Slade. . Sandwiched between the Compton Road and Tettenhall Road is the abandoned Eye Hospital, empty and boarded and forgotten by most.
This place had opened in 1888, the same year the football league started, including Wolves, just down the road from here. The place was built at a cost £13,000 and had three men's and three women's wards with thirty beds and five children's cots. Built in a simple gothic style, this place shut in 2007, and has lain empty ever since.
After a lengthy recce, myself and the lovely Frogbox were in the compound. Needles were everywhere. We carried on, and after a risky, and very open manoeuvre, were in someones bedroom. We moved on quickly, stepping over clothes and a mattress and down the dark staircase. I hoped that we were alone.
The reception area was stripped. The traffic noise had faded, and the hospital was silent.
The patient records that had been left behind had long gone. Cupboards, drawers and storerooms were empty.
We moved on into the next room, a large hall. Light shades were smashed and conduit lay on the carpet where metal thieves had been in. Later on we would find hacksaws. At the moment no one else seemed to be in the building.
Many of the rooms down here were pitch black. Luckily A grade Frogbox torch skillz meant we could check out the hospital related shizz.
We carried on.The initial collection of needles had made us edgy and tense. We'd only spotted a couple of them inside, but the prospect of meeting a skaghead in here wasn't good. Not good at all. . It was difficult to keep quiet. Photos were taken, and I spotted more evidence of junkies. A sound from up inside the infirmary stopped us. We paused, maybe for 5 minutes or so. I couldn't hear it again.
We moved on quietly. The hospital corridors were wrecked, and dark. Consulting rooms were off to each side and I was surprised that so many toilets were still intact. No I didn't.
The top floor was lighter. In a bathroom we heard it again. A noise from inside the hospital. Again we remained still. Minutes passed and no further sound. This was not the best place to be, as we were the furthest point from our access point. It would be down to good hiding if someone else were here. I thought about the bedroom we had walked through, and put it out of my mind. No further sounds. We took a couple of shots in the bath and carried on.
God help us if a crazed Wolverhampton smack head were to chase us through the corridors. With that in mind, we made for the chapel.
I loved the old wards. It was an important box to tick on the Eye Hospital eye spy exploring book I had with me.
It had been important to make sure we knew where we were at all times in here. Should the need to find the access/entry point quickly be needed, we had ensured that we had a decent route planned. It was on an top floor corridor that there was a tense moment when I realised that we couldn't get to where we needed to be. A staircase led us nowhere, and another was blocked by a fallen ceiling. We turned back.
Picture this. Two people who should know better are in an abandoned hospital. The place clearly is lived in by heroin addicts. There is a suspicion that we aren't alone in the building, the noises could have been nothing to worry about, but you don't know that right? You don't know that at all. To assume that you are ok is foolish at best, and suicidal at worst. Clearly, being as quiet as possible is the right thing to do, so as not to draw unwanted attention to your presence. Why then, in here, did I make one of the loudest sounds I have ever made in my life? For some reason to this day I can't fathom out, my hand involuntarily opened, and out tumbled my large iron tripod onto the floor. I wouldn't have been surprised if the residents of neighbouring Dudley had heard it. Frogbox was right here. We may as well of gone round with the radio on. So utterly rubbish.
It was time to leave, as quickly and silently as possible. After a potential femoral artery severing issue, we were out, across, down, down, up, over and out. An entry that had taken about 15 minutes was completed in about 2 minutes. It felt good to be alive and safe on the streets of Wolverhampton, a phrase that I can imagine has never, ever been typed before.
My son-in-law brought this burned out bulb last visit. Used in photography, it is *large* so I included the pencil and sharpener to show the relative size!
Another quick mess about - Been meaning to have a go at this for a while (in fact I've saved this lightbulb especially. Wanted to practice with different lighting to see what effect minor adjustments to position and power made. Only had a few minutes spare so went for hand held (didn't help) but learned a few things. Processing seems to have introduced a lot of artefacts and will need to look at the workflow here to try and figure out what I did.
Setup was pretty simple - Lightbulb an LED torch and the iphone (using a softbox App) for a bit of fill on the bottom of the bulb.
The torch was directly behind the bulb (to give the impression that it is turned on) Shutter was 1/40 or thereabouts at f4.0
A better lens would have helped here I think, as would a tripod and a snooted speedlight instead of the torch for a pin sharp bulb rather than the grainy one I got, though in this case I think the grain almost works quite well.
A tribute to Cutea Benelli, whose incredible work gave me the idea to put the underwater lightbulbs at Syncretia into an outfit, is very much in order here...
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