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Seeking freedom and a bit of wobble!

I was told recently that my photographic style was neat, straight and classic. Well that made me sit up. Actually it made me get off my backside and into the forest to see if I could do something less neat, more wobbly and completely unclassic. Below is the result.

Birch trees in Epping Forest

Birch trees in Epping Forest

I deliberately left the tripod behind. Closed the aperture down, let the shutter speed go to 8 secs plus, and then let the camera wobble. It’s meant to be impressionistic. Pictorial. Un-photographic. Actually I quite like it!

Birch copse

Birch copse

It’s all a bit hit and miss. But fun! Makes a change from trying to get front to back sharpness and perfect exposure for land plus sky… I shall definitely take more images like this.

Dancing trees

Dancing trees

Wonder if anyone else likes these, or whether they just look like shaky camera technique. Let me know… Anyway, back to the classic style for the next post no doubt!


Competition judges, you never can tell…!

OK, so it just goes to show that photo competitions are a lottery, and that even the judges are pretty subjective. There I was, worrying about whether to put in the set of nudes (see last post: Nude conundrum…., help ) and whether the first pic should go last or vice versa, and whether the full model pic was abstract enough….? And blow me down, the set didn’t even make it into the shortlist for the prize! Apparently the hand next to the breast was off-putting…. Crikey! The whole concept – moving from abstract to full body – didn’t come across at all. No resonating, nothing, just got passed over. Was the judge blind?!@!!^?

Opening night nerves

Opening night nerves

Luckily I had another set up my sleeve… Suddenly the judge was on form: Photo-journalistic treatment, nice technical mix of shots, sensitive black and white. Bless him, he even said it showed a personal vision. I was choked.

Rat-a-tat feet

Rat-a-tat feet

Of course I agreed. What perception! And then I looked at some of the other entries. By God they were good! Some of the printing was just exquisite. Some of the panels told a story, some were variations on a theme. Movement and progression vs description and contemplation. Fascinating variety of approach.

Young ballet points

Young ballet points

I can’t believe he picked mine! Must be a subconscious Strictly Come Dancing effect. But hey, it’s nice to bag a win once in a while. Time to celebrate with a beer!!!

Watching the show

Watching the show


New York, a blur…

Flatiron, NYC

New York City is a blur! Five days of charging about, cramming everything in, noise, hustle bustle & snow storms in October. Yes, a blur. But what excitement!

I managed to go wrong 3 times on that Subway journey… First wrong line, then wrong way, then missed my stop because I got engrossed in a newspaper. What a tourist…

On the other hand, cabs are cheap. So we used them, lots. And they turned out to be very photogenic:

No tripod, for once...

Of course, as a photographer, I wanted to be out taking pictures every second of the day. But the family does object (killjoys), so we ended up shopping. Century 21, Bloomingdales, that massive toy shop…, Build a bear, the Apple store. Done them all. (Bloomingdales took hours – HOURS! The wife!)

Daughter on a mission

Isn't he meant to be saving people from crooks, outside...?

Eventually, some respite from the incessant shopping at last. Kids on the ice, cocktails for me and Mrs P.    Rockefeller, we love you.

Daughter on the ice

Son on the ice

So here’s to New York City, so exciting it’s a blur.

Oi! Cab! over here…!!!

Cheers!

(Another one ignoring me, must be the accent...)