
In the Cold





Bohemian wax wings were spotted in Farnham for the first time in a long time. I was not out to photograph birds, but my wife was ready to spot birds with her binoculars and, seeing my camera, friendly people naturally directed me to the library garden where they could be seen.


This was a carefully composed shot and it looks it. I then waited for the bird to take off and while the composition is a tad less balanced, I think it may still be more interesting:

Lyme Regis is also the setting for John Fowles’ great novel, The French Lieutenant’s Woman (Meryl Streep was in the movie, also quite good) and this dusky, silhouetted self portrait in a beachfront shop window reminded me of it. I’ve now posted 6 times over 2 days just to cover a single day of our excursion. It may be a long month.


I woke early, thinking about a photo project I’ve been returning to, based on Ezra Pound’s famous haiku. I slipped up to the living room attempting not to disturb my sleeping spouse and saw the security light in the street below shining through the frost on the window and silhouetting the basil plant on the sill. I grabbed my tripod and took a few pictures at different distances and heights, this one at 1.3 seconds at f2.8 (and the Fuji base ISO of 160). It looks a little zen, no?

This was a kind of Surrealist DalÃesque scene. It just needed the clock to drip down the front of the building. Also, a nice lesson in looking for different framing perspectives, given how different it looks from the picture of this same tree in the last post, achieved simply by moving around it a little and looking for other angles.


We had a corporate event at Mercedes-Benz Stadium and walked on to the field through a fog of sublimating dry-ice for this cool silhouette effect.