This is a shot of flowers in a dark corner of a room. It has a very somber feel to it and looking at it I imagine total silence save for the slow ticking of a clock marking the passage of time.
I was asked what the first image I posted looked like in colour so I thought I would post the original shot for comparison. The reason for converting to mono was that the light wasn’t great on the day so the colours weren’t popping. I know that isn’t always the reason for deciding to convert but I decided to interpret what I felt while standing there. I was thinking about how dirty and noisy these mills were back in the day and how still and silent it was now. The artwork has been there for around fourteen years, there are bits of it not there now and there was a slightly melancholic feel to the scene. Anyway here is the original shot.
This art installation is at Trencherfield Mill near to Wigan Pier. Created by Andy Hazell it was installed in 1999. Apart from that I know very little about it, but it wouldn’t let me pass without making a picture of it. The bottom head has a giant can opener that has just cut round the top of the head! The Mill is home to a “. . . horizontal twin tandem triple expansion engine built 1907 and developed 2100 horsepower.” Well it sounds impressive, I have seen it once but it wasn’t running. They steam it up on Sundays apparently so I may have to check their calendar and pay another visit.
We spent last weekend at Bowness on Windermere. The weather, while dry, was not great but the Lake District is famous for its variety in weather conditions. On Saturday morning we decided that as it was clear and frosty that we would go out on the lake and get our lungs full of fresh air and enjoy the beautiful scenery. While we were sitting on the boat at the pier waiting for cast off the clouds rolled in and the light changed completely. I managed to make a handful of pictures and here are four of them.
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Ok, hard pruning then. These two scenes caught my eye because of the vibrant colours. We normally expect the flowers to provide the colour and these images turn that idea round a full 180 degrees.
I made this picture a couple of months ago. These things were growing like mad under the shade of a Rowan Tree and they were just about to go over. The foxgloves had all gone and these were the last of the colours as the autumn started to take hold. This is a wooded area where we often see Pheasant feeding themselves up in the autumn and the males like having the odd battle over grazing rights. In the spring the Pheasant will be wandering around here looking for a mate and displaying by rapid beating of the wings and a loud call. The males will be fighting again, this time over the females.
As the field falls silent, save for the soft groans of the injured, and the smoke starts to clear the cry goes out . . . . WHO PREVAILED? . . . . WHO KNOWS!
Well has anyone seen my horse then?
For the last three months I have been hobbling around on walking sticks in pain since my right knee decided to withdraw its support for me Today my portfolio was being assessed by the Royal Photographic Society at Fenton House in Bristol. I had a place booked to attend but my knee said “NO, we’re staying home”
Well I just received an e-mail to tell me that my panel has been recommended for Licentiateship of The Royal Photographic Society and will now go to Council for ratification!!!
The pain in my knee has suddenly eased off
I’m pleased as Punch to get the L and already thinking about an A
Meanwhile here is a reworking of a file I made a while ago using PS CC and SEP2. It is a view of some wintery trees on the course at Haigh Hall Golf Club in Wigan, Lancashire.
This is a shot from earlier this year and I was wandering about among Larches in a forest. I was experimenting with zoom burst shots and this one looking up at the sky was one of my favourites of that day. Looking at it makes me feel like I am falling backwards out of the tree!
They say that a weed is just a flower in the wrong place. This one is a roadside “weed” and I think it has as much merit as a flower as any I have photographed before. Sometimes you can find beauty in nature right at your feet.