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A little more detail...

A few more from 'details' from the next day's walk.

See inside for details...

As (primarily) a landscape photographer, I do tend to sweep, panorama-style across my surroundings; take the whole thing in; drink it right in. Of course I do. It's for those moments (those stunning vistas) that I push through the scrubland to the secret beach, take the path to the forgotten clearing in the forest, and edge out onto the exposed promontory. 

It's not that I don't see anything else other than scenery. I do, I see it all, but I'm focussed. That means that sometimes, I only see what I'm looking for, and I skip right past the details. That's a shame, and I know it. I must work a little bit on that imbalance. I really must.

The thinker

My friend Mark was a trained thinker. If not an actual 'philosopher' (and actually, aren't we all philosophers anyway?), most certainly a 'theorist', a truth-seeker, and well, a 'thinker'. I may well have a 1st class degree, but he had a 1st class mind. He was inspirational and I miss him dearly.

I was inspired by him (regularly... constantly), but actually, instead of wanting to emulate him, he inspired me to go my own way. Or rather, he inspired me to not only understand who I am, but also actively, creatively, find ways to express that understanding. Thanks to him, and of course thanks to myself, I do that almost on a daily basis.

Mark was creative too, almost unbelievably so, and seemingly all the time, but his creativity, perhaps less rangy, less amorphous than mine, was tempered and focused by an academic rigour that I just don't have. His writings and his thought were imbued with a logic (in the truest sense of the word) that was, at the same time,…


For the second day in a row, despite a brief sojourn inland, I spent the day on the coast. I was generally heading for a familiar spot some 50 miles north of where I was yesterday. A spot I got lucky at a couple of years ago.

A different kind of light and, with the slight cloud cover a different vibe altogether. The harbour was really peaceful and, without the stiff wind of yesterday, it was almost balmy to sit out the light there.
And, relax...

...And there was light

A couple of weeks ago, I had a day where the light was just amazing. The spiral arms of a nearby typhoon had sucked away the haze and brought the kind of clarity we sometimes get on the brighter winter days. The breeze was both stiff enough and cool enough to remind me that winter really is just around the corner, and strong enough to whip up waves and spray. It was inevitable that I would get cold sitting out the light at the end of the day and, at some point, a soaking too.

All I can say is, it was worth it... and thank the lord for weather-proofed cameras!

Gig guides

The other day, I got talking to a good friend of mine about gigs. We're both into music, she likes going to concerts now and, wherever she goes in the world, she checks out the local scene, and gets herself along to whatever she can. These days, I'm not so active, though I do keep an eye on what's happening in town and, if something fits with my schedule, I do try and take it in.

There was a time, though, when barely a week went by where I didn't see at least one live concert, often there were more. There were some occasions where, in the course of a single week, I saw a different band every night, and at least a couple of occasions where, over a number of weeks, I saw the same band every night.

Apart from when I was following my favourites date for date on nationwide tours, my approach to gig going was a bit scattergun. Luckily I had a couple of 'specialists' to offer me up some guidance. One, an old rocker, nurtured my initial love of rock music (as I swung vio…

Grey day

Last week a free day opened up on my calendar and I immediately made plans to spend it with my camera. Unfortunately, it turned out that the weather wasn't going to be great - bright start, cloudy later, maybe rain - and I couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Then I remembered an exchange I'd read in a Facebook group a little while ago. One photographer was ruing the inclement weather, and talking about changing plans. Another was extolling the virtues of shooting on overcast days. His angle was the soft, even light a little cloud cover can bring. Allowing you to really open up the capabilities of both camera and photographer, he said. I hadn't given it that much thought before I read his words, but I was very interested in the point he was making.

Like most people I should imagine, I often think; 'right, what a lovely day, time for a walk...' and off I go to enjoy it. And depending on the conditions, I spend half the day fighting against the harsh glaring…

People, places, parties...

Photographically speaking, away from my beloved mountains oceans and sunsets, I am truly a fish out of water. Portraits in particular take me right out of my comfort zone. When people ask me why I don't take photos of people, I always say the same thing; mountains are more cooperative.

While that is undoubtedly true, it's not the real reason. The thing is, despite my age, I'm a beginner. I'm new to the photography game. I'm not, however, new to the mountains, oceans and sunsets game. I've been watching those for years. They've been my passion since as long as I can remember, and now I capture them so that I can remember them for longer.

When the camera arrived, it seemed natural for me to point it at the hills and, already having the drive to explore and discover, it was a natural fit. Walkers have their gear; the boots, the rucksack, gaiters, compass, head-torch, and so on. The camera was just another piece of gear. Luckily, beauty was always one of the thin…