Category: Photography

Still Light: the paths of June

As May neared it’s end, we were beginning to despair in this most northerly part of England. Record cold and wet weather for the entire spring had dampened our Covid-reduced spirits to absolute emotional zero… Then something remarkable happened. As though the intensity of the late warmth and light had to quickly compensate for what hadn’t happened so far, summer burst forth. And the … Read More Still Light: the paths of June

Until tomorrow

Within a world where atoms part This golden glory, rich like silks Is accidental art Whose numbers are not seen Made beauty only by our minds With insubstantial form and finds ➰ But let me share my secret truth That nowhere is that pattern lacking The heart of life’s delight And say: when dulled mind looks on this Content with art’s deflection It finds … Read More Until tomorrow

Still Light: twilight and night garden

Our garden faces south, which means the arc of the sun can be watched for most of the day, and, at this time of year, well into the evening. One of our favourite things to do at the end of day’s gardening is to sit with a gin and tonic, plus a bowl of crisps, and watch the sun’s final slide into the west. … Read More Still Light: twilight and night garden

Still Light : what lies beneath

One of the joys of a bright summer day, few though they may be, is the way the intense light creates a new zone of interest beneath a tall object. A classic example, here, is the Race Office of the Morecambe Sailing Club (MSC). It sits high, overlooking Morecambe Bay on the edge of the town centre. The Race Office sits on an engineered … Read More Still Light : what lies beneath

The Paradox of Cromarty

‘Human nature, unchecked by strong values, drifts downwards towards chaos, drowning the vital and corrective energy of individuality…‘ Read the full post here…

Still Light : green and blue on soft white

With bright May light streaming through the window, there’s little to match the exuberance of living green and glassy blue as it splashes across the bathroom’s pure white. It’s a riot of gorgeous colour and a moment that might be brief, so I step out of the shower and still dripping, grab the iPhone… I’m glad I did. Seconds later, the latest heavy cloud … Read More Still Light : green and blue on soft white

Seeing with Clouds

In clouds, I find endless joy and food for both emotion and meditation. People often say, humorously, “You seem to be able to get clouds to do things for you!” I’m not sure that’s the case, but I am sure that I have an affinity with the sky and with the formation, shape and movement of these wonderful entities – and that has altered … Read More Seeing with Clouds

Still Light (2) : Shaken not stirred

Continuing our look at the potential for ‘still light’, as introduced in last Sunday’s blog. As well as direct light, with its morning or evening shades, shadow patterns can be deeply subtle, and convey a tongue-in-cheek mood. (400 words, a two-minute read) A large Dracena plant is located near the garden-facing window of our living room. On spring and summer mornings, it casts evocative … Read More Still Light (2) : Shaken not stirred

Still Light

I think of it as ‘still light’, adapting the idea of still life; a style that originated centuries ago in the world of the painted image, and went on to influence the early years of photography… (240 words. A two-minute read) The big idea of still life is to have an intensity of quietness, whose arrangement may also carry a hidden message; ranging from … Read More Still Light

Turning Tides

There are some moments when you just know that a seasonal tide is turning. It’s not often that they are capable of being recorded. This morning, I stepped out of the house, carrying the recycling, to find the brightest, most energetic cloud I’ve seen for months. It was ‘climbing up’ the sky behind the larch trees and seemed to be accelerating in a way … Read More Turning Tides

Old and grey, and Father Time

When I am old and grey, and Father Time has had his wretched way with all the bits that move no more… I will live in a simple dwelling like this top floor, with endless sea beyond the veranda’s edge, and mountains to the other side, behind the cluttered bookshelf that used to be a windowsill. And Mags will feed me, not because she … Read More Old and grey, and Father Time

Signs of Spring (3) : Raid a Resort!

We all have preconceptions about places we know well. As photographers, we are uniquely placed to ‘sneak up’ and shoot a different story, deliberately skewing things.. The Lancashire resort of Morecambe is less than 30 minutes drive from where we live. Tess, our collie, loves the beaches there, and there is a three mile promenade allowing pleasant Sunday walks with access to take-away coffees … Read More Signs of Spring (3) : Raid a Resort!