Suspension Sunset

I was in Bristol the other day to see a friend and drop into the gallery to see if there was anything to catch up on. I couldn’t resist a quick image of the familiar Clifton Suspension Bridge at sunset during a brief wander at the end of the day. The soft pinks and purples in the sky lasted only a few minutes before the sun dipped below the horizon behind me, by sheer chance the lights on the bridge came on just before I make this image as well.

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Quartz Veins ii

I headed down to the beach in search of a location I had seen on a previous trip, with a particular image in mind I set off to find it. Curiously though I changed my plans when I came across outcrops of rock all criss-crossed with quartz. One mound of exposed rock grabbed my attention in particular, the softer dark stone having been eroded away to expose the quartz veins and interesting patterns within. With a bright sunset occurring behind me I turned my attention and camera towards the rocks for further study, the delicate pinks from the sky set off the quartz and gently illuminated the smoothed pebbles caught in the cracks and fissures. Since photography is the creation of an image during a passage of time (regardless of it’s length), the relationship between photography and quartz is linked through our arbitrary labeling of increments as it passes. There is so much more at this location than I originally believed, I think a return visit is on the cards…

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The Wild Woods

Plans to get up a Munroe in the Cairngorm Mountains at the end of September were sadly abandoned due to the fact we couldn’t see much more than 50m in front of us! Not possessing the right equipment for the conditions (you never take your chances on the mountains!) it was settled a walk in the Rothiemurchus Forest would be the alternative ‘Plan B’. As it turned out this revealed some remarkable and fascinating areas that more than made up for the lack of altitude fun and games. This part of the forest (pictures) was entirely pine trees with the old and twisted ones combining with the slowly dissipating mist creating a wild edge to the scene. The dash of colour along the floor seems to balance it.

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The Lightening Tree

Dartmoor, Devon.
I was drawn to the mix of jagged patterns from the branches and the smooth flow of water below. By the time this image was made the light of the day had almost completely faded though there was enough to pick out the details, luckily there was no breeze either and the branch remained still for the entire 30 second exposure.

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Cup

A trip to the quiet and unassuming Cat Street Market (officially Upper Lascar Row*) can come as a welcome diversion from such markets as found over in Kowloon. There is no gaudy plastic to be found here, mostly antiques – or excellent copies – jostle for space on the tables lining the street, each one loaded with fascinating objects. Upon approaching one stall it felt like stepping back in time to the 50’s to when People’s Republic came to power. It was quite literally overflowing with all manner of bric-a-brac under the general theme of ‘Red’. The communication gulf between myself and the wizened and wrinkled lady, who seemed to be seated somewhere inside a pile of Little Red Books (the words of Mao himself), was partially bridged as I managed to buy a couple of things from somewhere in the pile. Definitely the most interesting market of the area by a long shot!

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Balancing Act

I headed down to Kimmeridge the other day in the hopes of a great sunset with the low tide. Upon arrival the tide was certainly low, as low as any of the locals I met could ever remember unfortunately large grey clouds rolled in and all but obscured the sunlight. So much for a wonderful sunset, the rest of the day had been bright with just the right amount of clouds and had the potential to build into a spectacular display. Alas not, I tried a few compositions but settled with a gentle reflection of the last bit of light on the wet rock slabs…maybe next time…

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Gnaw

Cleaned by nature. What’s not to like? dynamic lines, repeating shapes…perhaps a reasonable composition too. Identified as a deer thanks to a nearby pair of intact hooves. Who ever got to it has completely stripped it clean, what I find remarkable is the location I discovered it; lying exposed in the center of a track in a floodplain area. Perhaps I had disturbed what ever dragged it there to pick at?

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English Country Garden

One from a warmer time. Whilst looking through my images and culling editing them with a more critical eye, a sort of spring-clean if you will, I have unearthed a few gems that I hope to refine and post in due course, until then enjoy this view from last year during the warmer months…bit of a far cry from the last image!

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Ice Crystals

The rapid freezing of a small woodland stream turned the surface into something you might expect to see down a microscope, not with the naked eye…

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Stucco

After the snowmen have all melted there’s still a few pockets of ice hidden away. I came across a patch of ice running alongside a fence in part of a field system, it seemed unremarkable at first but upon closer inspection it was possible to see all the reeds and grasses trapped beneath its quite un-smooth surface, the texture of which I rather like.

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