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A change of subject maybe. Was hoping for more but all I found out was that its too far to go on a work day!! Sydney traffic is horrible!
This is a photo of the light reflecting off of a tidal pool, and sand shapes that have a pareidolia presence at Port Maitland Beach.
I got a little artistic with a red filter in photoshop on this shot of the Cherry Blossoms at the Tidal Basin in Washington, DC. The Washington Monument is in the background.
An installation by the master, utilising the moon, the tide, a mini language of stone and water, and a living code pattern. Nothing to do with Alex McLean, a mini language (embedded in Haskel), or a related "living code pattern". I just pointed my camera at it.
Tidal Pools - We visited Porto da Cruz with its impressive coast line and natural tidal pools including the characteristic sea rock. Climbing on that rocks without getting hit by the incoming waves was the tricky part.
July 2018 | Madeira
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This is the bridge that is park of the walking tracks around Tidal River in Wilsons Prom in Victoria
ISO 200 | 1/640 sec | f/6.3 | 9mm
Ship- wrecked freighter engulfed in a tidal wave of sand, photographed from Cessna aircraft through perspex.
Location: near Swakopmund, Namibia.
Canon EOS 5 Fuji Film/Digitally Scanned Neg. Last road trip with film. 2006
Canon 300mm L f/4 ISO 400. Admittedly a touch grainy or noisy but still worth the scan.
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After a decent breakfast in McClay’s, we took a walking tour of the city. It was the ‘Auld Firm’ derby (Rangers Vs Celtic) at noon and so every bar, and many of the shops, had security doormen from about 9.
We wandered the Merchant City, the Necropolis, along the Clyde to the ‘ski-jumps’, the bridge to nowhere, stopping off for coffee at The Lighthouse , the Rennie-MacKintosh newspaper building now converted into a creative architecture and design centre.
Glasgow is architecturally eclectic and seems to have had many phases of development, each at odds with the previous. It’s scruffy. Our visit was a Saturday morning, but it had the feel of a place constantly waking up with a hangover.
All reasons why I liked it a lot!
The urban motorway is ridiculous. There is no thought in the city for any other form of travel than the motorcar. Huge space is given over to tarmac with upto 16 lanes of traffic carving right through the city centre, right through people’s living space. Away from the motorways, making progress on foot is difficult with priority always with the traffic and little pedestrian infrastructure.
Along the way we found a some fantastic mural and street art (there’s a ‘Street Art Trail’ for next time). It was interesting to see how well respected the work was with no graffiti or ‘modifications’, quite different to the way that it’s treated in Poland.
The picture above and the two below show work by Australian artist, SMUG. Since marvelling at these magnificent, photorealistic pieces in Glasgow, he has produced another in Leicester, my home town. More of that in a future post.
We collected the car minutes before the parking vouchers expired and after a quick tour of the Clydeside docks and SCC Hydro, headed south and were home 7 hours later.
On the way, Iain pointed out the transition from the North to the Midlands, the Cheshire/Staffordshire border, and the same sense of unease came over us both.
We turned off the motorway and stopped for fuel in Stoke, or Brexitland as we know it. We were greeted by a depressing vision of tanning salons and vaping shops, litter, fast food and intolerance. Given the beauty of previous days, our return to this mundane familiarity was jarring. Iain and I ran out of things to say to one another, both in the same funk.
Over the previous week, the radio had been a constant companion. During the trip, either live or on iPlayer, the serendipity of Nemone’s perfect electronic soundtrack as we drove along the west coast, or the seemingly constant references to Kenny, Jonny and the Fife scene had been a perfect accompaniment to the journey.
Back home after unpacking, the shipping forecast came on the radio, and I could now put a place to those familiar, exotic names…
The tidal water ran by the back of the resort at which we stayed in West Yarmouth, Massachusetts in September, 2017.
Collaroy beach and tidal pool is a destination I've never shot before and something I've been keen to shoot for a little while now. It was a rather dark and stormy morning which naturally adds quite a bit of mood to the images captured this morning. Here's an image of the tidal pool which I'm pretty happy with.
All day the clouds promised a great sunset. I managed to squeeze some time in at the end of the day. However, by the time I managed to get down to Glenelg, the clouds had decided to blanket the sky. Oh well.
Been playing about with long exposures and Silver Efex, not sure if ive got the hang of it, I havent got a work flow sorted yet. More practice needed I think!
At the end of one of the breakwaters, this tidal pool and moss, await the rising tide to be covered and refreshed again.
Calm winds provided perfect conditions for a mirror-like reflection.
Featured in the Capital Weather Gang Blog 1/6/17
Canon 5D MarkIII
Canon 17-40 F4L USM
ISO 200 | 20mm | F10 | 0.6 sec
Lee Filters 1.2 Soft
The Big Swell at Mona Vale a few days ago.. Something a little different from me in BW - Hope you like.
This is a photo of a tidal pool at Pembroke Beach with some beach foam floating on the water. The image has been copied and mirrored, which has revealed this intriguing entity.
Two lengthy rakes of empty MBA scrap wagons stretch across the middle of Tidal Yard, these bring in scrap metal to the adjacent Celsa steelworks. Most of the other stock is stored or little used, there is another serviceable rake of MBAs at the far back behind a rake of MEA/SSA which are also still used for slag traffic. Majority of the other wagons are BEA, SPA, VGA used to carry steel rod, bar and coil from the works, although the works output by rail seems rather limited nowadays?? If you have really good eyesight a class 08 can just be made out in the back left shunting 3 wagons into the rear of the works.
Kaikoura
New Zealand
We were treated to several consecutive dawns and sunsets of differing natures during our time at Kaikoura. This one was a more sedate one but more mysterious, hence the subject matter. I took a few from on top of the log which I'm not sure turned out as intended lol.
A video of Charlotte's wanderings in New Zealand can be found here :