Speckles bleached speckles on brown to white, while drops dashed on deep dark blue. The rocks gleamed algae green, a trip hazard for every young flipper. As the pale sunlight casually gleamed on slimy skin. We lazed there like sleepy sirens singing on the rocks, playing like puppies swimming in the sea a way no human would experience. The time flew by when we heard the roaring splash of the waves, the lazy chug of the running motor ever more slow each and every time we heard it, I looked through sleepy eyes at the weird concoction as the noise stopped and it glided closer. A frequent event but ever the more strange as silence fell and we looked up. every time it looked different, colours, shapes, movement and just for a moment we would look up and see. Then the pained motor would start and just like that it would be gone and the splash of the roaring waves along with it.
I love Ireland, it has to be one of my favourite places in the world. The mass of the countryside the beautiful landscape and the welcoming feeling that spells “home”. I took this picture when in Kerry, we were travelling to a small yet exquisite Ireland off the coast, filled with gorgeously exotic plants and amazing colours. It was astonishingly beautiful. If it weren’t for the man-eating midges it would have been perfect.
As with many of my photos I was quite lucky after all I don’t speak seal and yet I chose to angle the photo so as to incorporate talking space into my photo. My main focus was the seal on the rock it just so happened my talking and waving worked so maybe I do speak seal. Its beautiful pose really makes this photo special, combined with the contrast of dark and light present by the dark sea and the bright green countryside, I couldn’t be happier. This photo definitely holds some fond memories.
Feet seemed aloof within the tall specks of green, the colours so vivid like an artists sunset. Curves spilt to leak droplets like shrieks of colour running down a page, while bony legs with brittle wings hid in the dark as footsteps reverberated the ground underneath. Soldiers attacked catapulting through the wind with a parachute with spider web symmetry, only to be caught by a child hoping for a wish. The green structures once growing tall lay broken behind the tracks of trainers as we searched for that one treasure. Once caught would we kill it too?
This week I went to a natures reserve with school. Our guide showed us many interesting things, the allusive butterfly orchid (look it up its pretty) as well as how to take the measurement of the number of plant species in a set area, (it was more interesting then it sounds). But for a man who loved nature and protected so many plant species it didn’t half bug me how much he loved to stumble over everything! Even now I find myself fuming at the thought of it, by the end I could have yelled, (getting angry at someone is not a very common thing for me). I felt guilty myself when he forced us to plod among those vast fields of wild flowers, it allowed me to imagine what those “underneath” felt as we destroyed their homes very daily. I took this shot as an observation of that viewpoint. I took it from a low angle and tilted the camera upwards to portray the thought of a smaller being and to also show the creeping members of my school to portray the other member of my description. The low angle also allowed me to capture the beautiful array of colours within the fields (people who read my posts regularly would know I love my colours) as well as little taps of detail that I feel added that little bit more to the photo. My only dislike about this photo came with the presence of the wind. It became troublesome as my camera found it hard to focus. Other then that I like this photo and I hope you do to 🙂 thanks for reading.
They skitter across the floor like helpless wonders but form clusters under their branches. Forgotten. We trample, smudge and break there brittle bodies on long walks under the once green trees. Yet they take revenge when the light falls and we ponder on noises that scare us. Autumn has arrived and I will watch where I tread.
Autumn has definitely arrived this week and for me (living in such a place as Malvern) I love this time of year. It can be cold and in some ways dull but as the leaves fall from the trees I can’t help but love the colours and excitement in which it brings. Winter! 😉 So for my photo this week I chose to take a picture of the “typical” autumn scene. I love the composition within this photo as the angles within it really emphasise the pathway and the aspect of distance. In addition I chose to include the whole length of the trees within my photo in order to hint at their growth and significance within nature and autumn. This thus highlighted the trees fragile but empty branches which I feel also added to the autumn scene. Furthermore I love how the white light seeps between the empty branches, this emphasises the branches shapes which I really like and as always ( i am a artist) I admire the autumn colours that represent the nature and experience that is Malvern. Yet again Malvern has given me another way of looking at life and its beauty. Nature is beautiful in so many ways. Thank you for reading I hope you liked my post. 🙂
A pierce in ears so sharp it tingles cuts threw the misty smoke, giving rise to the excitement and eagerness of which was spoke. The red and blue gleam on the big birds wings only etch union jack colours across the sky as it dances. Spiral after spiral and yet the rumbling roar of engine and fan are only greeted by the familiar oohs and arghs of entertainment as eyes watch fixed on its gleaming tail feathers. Still when the skies glow dark and the eyes wither away, my eyes still remain just to ponder….. what would it be like to fly?
We live close to a showground and this week was the autumn show. I chose this photograph because of its colours its detail and it’s simplicity. I didn’t expect to get such a detailed picture of the plane after widening my shot so far and yet I believe you can still see its structure and colour clearly. I took photos both days in which the show was on and on the second day my photos became clearer still. However I feel within this shot we have a blend of colours combined with a little contrast, from the grey blue of the sky to the silver gleam in the planes wings tinged with red. I prefer this in comparison to the bright contrast of colours present in the shots afterwards. Furthermore, I feel the use of “talking space” within this photo really adds to the photographs subtlety. I love how the planes trail can be seen glimmering through the sky behind it as if disappearing into its colour, its almost as if an artist has bleached it away with their paintbrush. Also I love the fact that the plane is just a extra “addition” to the photograph. I intended to express the plane as “part of the sky” and so rather then zooming into it using my camera I decided to place it to the side as well as widening my shot. I think these processes were effective in getting across the idea I wanted and so I really enjoyed taking and capturing this photo. Thank you as always for reading and I hope you like my photo. 🙂
Summer blooms like spring whilst the flutterbys spiral unaware in the sky blue, yellows become oranges spinning into reds along wings and petals to form blues, purples….So many colours like rainbows glistening on crystalised glass and which followed silently on the whisper of wind to dance on your pathways narrowly missing your footsteps. The sun was high, yet the wind light as they blindfolded the sun with their brightly coloured wings as if it were a eclipse only to kill the colourful skies. They became followers to guide with a smile…. the sweetest sickness and yet the highlight of our travels. Our beautiful butterflies. 😉
A holiday can be so easily forgotten when you get home as if in one week vanquishes all memory of what was before to be replaced with the norm. Everything returns to the way it was. Adventures cease. Yet when I returned home I was not only greeted by family or freinds but by the butterflies. Thousands littered my every move like followers guiding my every thought or footstep. A beautiful surprise and so this week i found i had to simply take a photo of these little devils, so many shapes and sizes and colours it was almost irresistable. With their constant movements these creatures became even more mischeivious. It was very hard to focus on a moving object and they seemed to know the tricky trick of moving just before the camera snapped. Although saying that I like this photo. I love how it shows of the butterflies wings which contrast with the yellowy red of the flowers against the blue sky. I also love how every peice of the flower is equally highlighted and clear as i feel that detail breally adds to the pictures compilation. However perhaps as an improvement i would have liked to remove the leaves from the background surrounding the butterfly so as to prevent the audiences focus being drawn away from the butterfly. Thankyou for reading my post again i hope you like it. 🙂
p.s sorry for the small photo i had trouble with the update. 😦
After getting back from America everything became so well known and relaxed. it was as if The holiday magic had in some ways disapeared.
Blown away with the hot air of death valley evaporated like water would in its sand, Escaped into the trees of the red woods to never be found, and lost in the LA traffic. Yet theres something satisfying about being home. I think after a while you begin to miss the little things. The little characteristics that paints a face or simply a voice. I was glad to be home.
This week I have been helping my grandad with his gardening, well attempting. It seemed once we dug out all the weeds and all the bad spots there was so much beauty uncovered it was like treasure glinting in everyones eyes and so i guess it came to a point where I could no longer fight the urge to grab my camera. 😉 This is my faviorite photo because of its colour and use of reflection. I angled the photo purposely to ensure that you could just see the inside of the lily along with its curved petals. This proved surprisingly difficult as the pond in which it lay was incredibly low so in order to get a good shot i had to bend down considerably. But that did not bother me, this lily is beautiful its colours are rich and deep. The way the algae draws attention to the flowers detail ensenuates the picture and illuminates the lilys colours. I feel the lilys reflection in the water also aids in drawing focus to the lily as it creates a shadowy silhouette which I love. I placed the lily in the bottom left hand corner of the photo in order to present the lilies petals as outward stratching and to add some clarity to the picture. A wider angle further emphasised the lilies shape and colour aswell as its size which i felt related to my message this week of how looking beyond the bad and ugly parts we can uncover the beauty. I made no adjustments to the colours intensity or brightness at all, or used photoshop in anyway as i felt it would ruin the flowers look of purity.
The sun fell against the distant secluded mountains but still blazed its pain throughout the desert in its heat, scoulding the watchers faces for gazing in wonder at its pain. The clouds shined scarlet with its frustration yet mellowed into the deep blue of its sadness i imagined it be cold in the deep blue. Once faded the sun erupted into millions of stars, such a twinkling as in its memory could be seen in the dark night sky that had ever been before. Shooting stars shot like bullets out of pistols and the milky way twinkled in my very own eyes. The most wonderful sight i had ever seen and yet such a memory cannot be captured in words or photographs.
For the last of our days in America we travelled to a place which seemed almost forgotten by life. A place which held presences from only the sand and desert fox paws marking them. It seemed so surreal from yesterday or the day before. So different to what we had previously experienced of Americas bright cities, touristic towns and clean cut mountains. The Death Valley was like nothing i had ever seen, a desert amongst its sand dunes but mountains amongst its rock. Everything about this place was beautiful. So I set to show you just a little bit of its beauty. I found it quite hard to take a photo of the sunset actually which surprised me. Sure i am fairly picky with them to start with but also the rushing wind made it hard to not wobble while trying to take the shot and caused my camera to run out of focus easily. Yet perserverence is the key 😉 I love this photo the colours have been captured so beautifully and the mountains and landscape can be seen clearly, I only wish I could have tried to capture it from a different viewpoint, but obstacles made it very hard to get a different angle of shot. All the same I think this is my faviorite so far and i only hope i have inspired at least some of you to explore America just as I did. 🙂 Thanks for reading.