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Perplexed by the complex
The instant visual feed back provided by digital photography meant ever more options; options to be considered and developed. The mind may operate at lightning speeds, but the physical world we inhabit, has a different pace. This was, in part, a large element for me in the tension digital photography brought to my work place. For others it was a liberation.
I looked at how light was rendered in my camera as a fairly elastic thing. The arrival of digital photography introduced a more brittle or fragile creative process into my photography for some time.
Talking about work arounds, I’ve started to shoot personal stuff with film now, and it’s a re-education, but it’s fun.
Last one out…
Populated by many good, creative,, intelligent, people. Ruled by inept, unimaginative leaders, or so it seems. This was shot in October 2008 and just like Alice in Wonderland, we entered the rabbit hole into a surreal world. Weird.
Skellig Islands
The Skellig Islands, off the Iveragh Penninsula, County Kerry. It’s said the monastery on Skellig Michael. the larger of the two islands in the photo below was founded by Saint Fionan. Why he chose one of the most bleakest outlying regions of western Europe is one for a long nights discussion. Possibly he was trying to get away from it all. Too many sheep, viking raids, and bothersome local authority looking for taxes or something similar. Maybe it was a statement. But when I looked over from Bray Head on Valentia Island and saw the islands shrouded in mist and, the sun setting, a little of the magic of the place was instilled in me. The Skelligs speak of natures silence. They were one of the last places in the known world at the time where the suns rays last would fall on a day of prayer and penance. A hard life for anybody, by any standards, but did it give much to the monks?
Going through Stuff
Never having the time, or never making the time to work on personal photographic project is something of a bug bear with me. I’ve a dose of pics, some panoramic for a trip to New Zealand from four years ago that I have to dig out and start processing into usable images. The funky thing is, most of them were shot with a Fuji S1, the original Frankencamera, and this one is a true cliché.
So there I was sitting in my car…
So there I was, sitting in the car in a state of inertia. My wife and kids had gone to the UK to see their Gran and I’m home alone in the village of Greystones, in the county of Wicklow. I’ve spent the last few weeks on interminable doorsteps and hit a low when I realised; “wait a minute, when was the last time I actually went out and made a picture?” Being a press photographer, quite often, the job is as much about not photographing as it is about making a picture.
So, it being a Sunday, it thought to myself; “Church, why hadn’t I gone?, again…”
It started to lash out of the heavens, the sun broke through the clouds and, all I could say was: “Thank you God.”
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National Dialogue
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That’s the funny thing about the Irish, they just can’t stop informing ‘the’ debate, any debate. Even the use of command english in everyday life is an excuse for subversion, humour, and illumination. Take the image below. I nearly put the car in the ditch with laughter when I passed this one. how many times have I muttered ‘dickhead’ under my breath as I was cut up on the road. How many times has it been muttered at me. I’d like to raise a glass of tapwater to the person who tagged this sign. Group hug now, for all the bad drivers in Ireland, yes, we are that bad…
Written by dwyersean
December 11, 2009 at 12:44 pm
Posted in ireland, people, Photography
Tagged with colour, commentary, debate, graffitti, humour, insult, light, night, road, slow shutter, streak, traffic