This crumbling Welsh cottage was only accessible by climbing through ivy and a partly collapsed doorway. Well worth the liberal covering of dust I left with.
Posts Tagged ‘still life’
Forgotten
Wednesday, August 27th, 2008Fisherman’s Blues
Friday, August 22nd, 2008
I would need to search deeper into my psyche than I care to tread this lunchtime, looking for an answer to where this idea came from, and more alarmingly why I carried it through. I should write something meaningful about depleting fish stocks or UK fish quotas. All I really know is that the fishmongers is definitely not going to route through their bins finding fish heads for a 3rd time. This shot was taken in the barn below.
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Cherries, wooden plate
Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008
I might try something like this again, but using a more diffuse light and a spray of water on the fruit. I also think a wider depth of field could be beneficial.
I am getting a bit tired doing of these ‘filler shots’. These are really only taken, and always in a hurry, to fill up all the blog days out in this 356 photo project. Time for a change of concept I think…
17th March
Monday, March 17th, 2008
29th Febuary, 2008
Friday, February 29th, 2008
28th Febuary, 2008
Thursday, February 28th, 2008
Fabric #3 – cushion detail
These images show detail of a handmade cushion by Scotish artist Jo Gallant. She is based in Kirkcudbright and you can see her work [here]. I have never dared to put this cushion anywhere near a chair though, it’s far too precious.
27 Febuary, 2008
Wednesday, February 27th, 2008
Fabric #2 – homemade felt vase
I made this not-so-waterproof felt vase on a feltmaking weekend hosted by a cumbrian artist Dianne Standen.
13th Febuary
Wednesday, February 13th, 2008
10th Febuary 2008
Sunday, February 10th, 2008
Warm early morning light pooring into an disused outbuilding, adjoining the Hendre Isaf Basecamp bunkhouse, Betws-y-Coed, North Wales
Snowdon from Llynau Mymbyr. This is much used road-side photography spot, lazily captured in mid-morning light. At sunrise though, Snowdon glows bright orange from this location. I must go back.
