At odds with myself.

My blog entries are usually put together in about an hour. I select the 9 images, write the text and upload in that time. Occasionally I have the time to select the images in advance, and save them for a rainy day. When I do this, I don’t normally revisit the images, but on this occasion I did. And I find it intersting to note that I wouldn’t of picked exactly the same 9 if I’d done it today. Maybe it’s because when I pick the 9 images, I just choose the ones I like on that day. Or maybe it has something to do with mood, or frame of mind. Maybe tomorrow I’d of picked another different set. Or maybe not…
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Black and White

So once again, I find Camera and Wife pitted against each other. This time however, she had a friend along as a distraction, so I was a little more free to take the kind of pictures I wanted.

One of the things I love about working in Black and White is the way I can concentrate on patterns and form. I can produce images that are based in detail, and which sometimes only tell part of the story, leaving the viewer to thing about what the image may be a part of. Where do those steps lead, or where have they come from? What exactly is that pattern a part of? In the end, the viewer is left to make up their own mind about the images, and what they show.

Of course some of the pictures show the whole story, or at least we think they do. But again, maybe the image does not show us everything it could. Are the dear really behind a fence, and the wide aperture has thrown it so far out of focus it can’t be seen? Are they free to roam among the visitors to the park? Are they tame? Or in an enclosure?

Enough rambling, please click on the image below to see the full gallery as always.



Whilst supporting Wife, who was on a training course, I took the opportunity to have a wander around Manchester and take some pictures of the old buildings. Some of the architecture is marvelously gothic, especially the town hall, which is incredible. Architectural photography is not something I’ve really paid much attention to in the past, but the juxtaposition of the new glass buildings and the old stone ones is pretty awesome. I may have to do some more.

I’ve chosen not to correct any of the verticals, in the hope that it helps to add a sense of drama.

Making this blog has (I think) taught me enough to understand what is documentary photography, and this isn’t. If it was a series of images, showing the changing face of the city over time, then maybe. If it was a document of all (or lots) of the old buildings, then again maybe. In fact if some of the compositions were different, and focused more on the buildings themselves than the compositions it may even be documentary.
I’ve also learnt enough to know that it doesn’t matter. It’s photography at the end of the day, and any further catagorisation is purely subjective.
So this goes in the playground for now. And if I decide to, I’ll recategorise it.

As always, the full gallery can be found by clicking the image below.


First Outing

Not so much an outing as a wander around the garden. I took these just after the X-T1 arrived. ┬áNothing special, just the XF-56 wide open ­čÖé and all SOOC Jpegs. Not the tiniest bit of anything Lightroom apart from the export resize.

Click on the image below for the full gallery. Although I’m really not sure it’s worth your bother.


Time for dinner

Playgrounds can be eerie places when they are empty. Especially if it’s still reasonable early. It was dinner time, so most of the kids were probably at home eating their fish fingers or beans on toast, and the rest had been sent packing by the huge downpour of rain that had recently happened. I hid under some trees and tried not to get wet.

After it had stopped raining, I ventured out and took what I hoped would be a set of images that captured some of the atmosphere of the park. It was broad daylight, and only 5.30 in the evening. Apart from myself and a solitary dog walker, the park was empty. The swings were still, and the whole place felt abandoned, in a Sci-Fi movie kind of way. Like everyone left in a hurry.

I think this is documentary, because I wanted to tell a story. Unlike my previous series in the park, these images have a story behind them, about the rain.

You know what to do with the image below…


An afternoon of Culture

Wife and I recently went to see a play at the Royal Exchange in Manchester. The play was of course excellent, but so is the old Exchange building. Not only that, but the beautiful juxtaposition of the old Marble pillared building, and the new steelwork required to support the round theatre space.

Every time I go, I can’t resist taking the camera, and every time I go, I get a new set of images.

I’m usually hurried out of the place by Wife, who is not friends with my camera, but this time, I was able to string it out long enough to get a good set of images. (In my humble opinion of course).┬á On the whole, I am quite happy with the results, and I will probably revisit them at some point to correct the perspective on some of them.

I seem to be using the autofocus lenses a lot more recently, but I put that down to a need for the extra speed when out with Wife. These were all taken on the surprisingly good Fuji XF-27. I really need to do some more considered, and slow photography again soon.

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A little closer

Owning a small child means I spend quite a lot of time in parks. Usually carrying a scooter, or pushing a bike that Small Child has become tired of.

Although this is not the most inspiring set of pictures, I think they help in my quest to understand what documentary photography is. These, to me, are clearly NOT documentary. While they are all of the same place, they do not tell any story, beyond being a record of how the park looked on that day. And without a story, I don’t think it’s documentary.

As always, click the image below to see the full gallery.