This is an installation that was in St Kilda on the beach in June last year. It’s got that really lost feeling about it which is a quality in images that I really enjoy… Simplicity… If you look at the bottom right there’s actually 2 people entering the boat. I only noticed this after I took the shot.
Taken in London EC3 COLOUR PORTFOLIO IN THE MOMENT – PHOTOJOURNALISM URBAN DECOR ARCHITECTURAL MOTHER NATURE SUBLIME GRIME PORTRAITURE
This shot was taken off of US Highway 98 in Destin, FL on Okaloosa Island which is a barrier island that separates the Gulf of Mexico from Choctawhatchee Bay. The gulf is typically pretty calm in this area. The sea oats in the foreground are abundant in the area. / / Click on the buy/preview button to see the many RedBubble print options for this photo. / /
Two detailed lightning strikes, one making a circle in the sky, with nice cloud definition and a desert landscape.
stop sign at water landscape
Sunset n the Arizona desert.
The church of St Michael atop the steep and rugged summit of Brentor, Dartmoor, England. View the rest of our portfolio here Or visit our own website here
the next in the series of IR inner city landscapes I’m uploading at the moment. All of these images were shot some years ago when a big brewery site in the innercity was demolished to make way for a new housing estate. The ruins were quietly spectacular and I had a wonderful time photographing the demolishon over a period of time. This particular image has come about due to a bit of lens flare caused by having the sun in front of the camera. I wanted that dramatic overcast sky behind the building and just as I shot it the sun came out and blasted me. It’s a pretty basic mistake but I love it. It’s these sorts of mistakes that make photography so magical to me.
At the outer edge of Melbourne Australia, a lone tree looks out on a beautiful sunset :) Technical Notes: Used 3 exposures in Adobe camera raw, enhanced the already beautiful colour and contrast just slightly. I have seen a few wonderful landscape photographers so I thought I would give give you a great Recommendation Travis Easton’s Photos are MAGNIFICENT!!! Check them out!!! / http://www.redbubble.com/people/traviseaston
When your day seems out of balance / And so many things go wrong / When people fight around you / And the clock drags on so long… When most folks act like children / And fill you with remorse / Go out into your pasture / Wrap your arms around your horse. His gentle breath enfolds you / As he watches with those eyes / He may not have a PhD / But he is, oh, so wise! His head rests on your shoulder / You embrace him good and tight; / He puts your world in balance / And makes it seem all right. Your tears will soon stop flowing / Then tension will be eased. / The nonsense has been lifted / You are quiet and at peace. So when you need some balance / From the stresses in your day, / The best therapy you can seek / Is out there eating hay! WJ
The sky is filled with windswept clouds behind an old weathered tree. Windswept Skies was featured in Skyscapes Group, September 2009
Balsomroot, Lupin, and Indian Paintbush on the rim of Hells Canyon, Idaho. All images are © Nolan Nitschke. You may not use this image in any way without written consent from artist. All Rights Reserved.
Sea Lions relaxing on the beach at Seal Bay on Kangaroo Island, South Australia I never thought Id miss you / Half as much as I do / And I never thought Id feel this way / The way I feel / About you / As soon as I wake up / Every night, every day / I know that its you I need / To take the blues away It must be love, love, love / It must be love, love, love / Nothing more, nothing less / Love is the best How can it be that we can / Say so much without words? / Bless you and bless me / Bless the bees / And the birds / Ive got to be near you / Every night, every day / I couldn’t be happy / Any other way It must be love, love, love / It must be love, love, love / Nothing more, nothing less / Love is the best Lyrics by Madness WARNING / ©2008 Globalphotos All rights reserved. / All photographs, text and images by Globalphotos are the exclusive property of Globalphotos – protected under Australian and international copyright laws. / These images may not be reproduced, copied or manipulated without written permission. / No use for Public Domain. / Use of any image for another photographic concept or illustration is a violation of copyright. /
Vivonne Bay, Kangaroo Island, South Australia / view large WARNING / ©2009 Globalphotos All rights reserved. / All photographs, text and images by Globalphotos are the exclusive property of Globalphotos – protected under Australian and international copyright laws. / These images may not be reproduced, copied or manipulated without written permission. / No use for Public Domain. / Use of any image for another photographic concept or illustration is a violation of copyright.
One December morning in the middle of Sweden. / HDR / My HDR technique
3200 ISO is a brave new world for me. As a self confessed low ISO junkie, one who used Ektar 25 film whenever and wherever he could for many years because I wanted tight grain, the tighter the better, I would pull out all the stops I could to use that amazing ISO 25 film! For sure I’d never gone above ISO 1000 and then only to shoot indoor sporting events. Low ISO was(?) a hang-up for me! But I wanted to try astral photography and high ISO can get you there! However as we all know high ISO leads to increased noise which is something fairly new to me. You can use software and Photoshop plugins but I’ve been considering, one way to control noise would be to minimize or eliminate it by keeping the ISO as low as possible and that’s one way I‘m leaning. So in that regard it looks like a fast 50 prime is in order! It’s fun to be experimenting and learning, eh! Camera Model Canon EOS 50D / Tv( Shutter Speed ) 30 / Av( Aperture Value ) 3.5 / ISO Speed 3200 / Focal Length 18.0mm / Flash at 1/16 power and about 12 or 13 paper towels for diffusion. “One Night Under the Milky Way” was shot at Flamber Head on Newfoundland’s East Coast Trail For more information please visit Brian’s Homepage or on Flickr
El Chalten, Patagonia ( Argentina ) Leaving El Chalten I was amazed looking at this wonderful scene ! / Again I took this from the bus and I only manage to get only this decent shot ! The bus driver wasn’t very keen to stop this time.. Click to view
Snowdonia, Wales, UK
Taken a few days ago…fall is almost over after the wind blew a lot of leaves on the ground…. :(( / Lac en Coeur,Saint-Hippolyte,Quebec,Canada… /
By the time we got to Little Milton, the weather had changed…whose idea was it any way to go down on this weekend of all weekends….after all it was Christmas…Pamela had extended the invitation weeks ago, and none of us were keen on the idea then…a remote place…a house no one had seen, or heard of…Wren House?...the name conjured up nothing but a sense of moulding age…on Friday someone, maybe Tom, who was always bored and looking for excitement, made what seemed now to be an idiotic suggestion, that we should all drive down and visit old Pam…the day started out fine and we were in great spirits…even the ancient Rover seemed in good form as we rolled out of the city…it was just after dawn so there was no traffic, but by mid afternoon the wind changed, and it became very noticeable that there was no heat in the car…after the mornings hilarity, silence grew till it was almost palpable…even Dahlia’s feeble attempts to continue telling jokes fell flat….the sky grew much darker, and flurries of snow mixed with rain battered the windshield….Mark’s driving, erratic even in good weather, became downright dangerous on the treacherous roads over the downs…suddenly the old faithful car seemed to make a last gasp for breath and then died….peering out at the unfamiliar landscape we knew the worst… we had now lost our way...Janis (fiction..A Weekend in the Country) Watercolour on Clayboard..part of the Winter Landscape Collection, which is now featured on my art pages...HERE / And HERE / Effet De Neige
“Lost” continues the story of four friends who set out for a Christmas weekend in the country…in the first chapter, seen HERE the friends’ day starts out joyfully, but soon deteriorates along with the weather, and they quickly become lost... Watercolour on Saunders Not Paper A moment or two of stunned silence, as it slowly dawned on us that we had no idea where we were…it was the days before Mapquest and GPS and cell phones…we-were-lost…the day was getting rapidly darker as the last of the pallid sun sank behind the hills…Dahlia started to whimper and Mark, never at his best in a crisis told her to shut up, at which she burst into tears…there was no help for it…we would have to get out and walk until we found shelter somewhere…at this suggestion Dahlia’s whimpers turned into yells…she had no boots, only thin shoes suitable for city streets…hearing this Mark completely lost his temper….Dahlia always drove him mad…one wonders why he repeatedly sought her out…after calming them both down I said I felt sure (not really), that the area looked somewhat familiar and there would be a farm or something nearby…after some argument, and taking as much as we could carry, we set off, Dahlia wearing a pair of Tom’s boots which were too large for her, all the while sobbing that we should stay with the car… / The road stretched ahead, bleak and desolate, here and there, patches of gleaming ice set to trap the unwary traveller, hill upon hill rising behind…a rocky terrain that did not bode well for anyone trying to negotiate it…not a creature stirred and no bird sang…the wind blew stinging ice pellets at our faces, and in no time our gloves and feet were soaked…but there were ancient dry stone walls edging the road..a sign that somewhere nearby would be shelter…..we turned a corner…”.LOOK” I cried..Janis Z..Fiction..A Weekend in the Country..Ch.2 Lost.. / A Weekend in the Country
“The Grove” continues the story of four friends who set out for a Christmas weekend in the country…in the first chapter, seen HERE the friends’ day starts out joyfully, but soon deteriorates along with the weather, and they quickly become lost…in the second chapter seen HERE they decide to walk to their destination, but without any idea how to get there... Watercolour on Saunders Not Paper Look” I cried, but my cry fell on deaf ears…Dahlia, who had still been sobbing that we should stay with the car, terrified that she would fall, stumbled and actually fell, and before we knew it slid rapidly into one of the ditches that hidden by snow, lined the roadway…how to get her out without their falling on the treacherous ice, elicited a heated argument between Tom and Mark, Dahlia screaming and thrashing about all the while…finally by Tom yelling that “the more she moved the deeper she sank”, Dahlia got the message and the two men by lying prone on the icy lane, managed to drag her out dripping wet, but… without the boots…it was quickly apparent we would never get them back…no one could possibly reach down to try and find them…we dried her off as best we could, wrapped her in one of the blankets we had luckily brought with us and the two men elected to carry her in turn on their backs…that meant our progress was slower than ever…worse yet, the only torch we had was now flickering badly…to save the battery I turned it off, hoping that we would be guided by the light of the waning moon…... / Suddenly I remembered what I had seen…I turned back excitedly…”Look there”...I pointed to a spot ahead of us…I had seen what looked like a small sheltered grove, but what had really astonished me was the light…blazing brilliant light pouring down through the trees as if from the skies…”Look where? asked Tom…”There” I replied…then stopped silent…my hand dropped to my side…the light had gone…there was nothing there….only impenetrable darkness stared back at us... / Lost / A Weekend in the Country
“The Bothy” continues the story of four friends who set out for a Christmas weekend in the country..the first three chapters can be read by clicking on the links on the images seen below We were shattered….ahead nothing but impregnable darkness..behind us just a faint glimmer from the snow that covered the fields and hills that surrounded us on all sides…with Dahlia getting more burdensome by the minute, we decided to press on in the direction where I thought I saw the light…the snow fell harder…the sled that we loaded with our things dragged heavily behind me..my suggestion that we should leave it behind was quickly vetoed and in light of what happened later, I was glad we brought it along…the wind was relentless…biting, stinging wet particles of rain mixed with snow assaulted us from all sides, as we continued our slow march to ….where?...where we going?...we had no idea but felt an imperative need to keep moving…by this time Dahlia had fallen asleep…a great improvement, as she was now silent, but though she was a slight creature, Mark and Tom were becoming increasingly weary with the weight of her… / Then I saw it again…”There”…I cried, pointing to the sky, and this time the others saw it too…a faint light in the distance, hovering just ahead of us…this encouraging sight spurred us on, and turning the torch on and off in an effort to avoid Dahlia’s fate, we moved through the deepening twilight…one more corner and we saw it…a bothy…partially buried in snow, at the end of lane, and up an incline…The Ritz hotel would not have been more welcome than this little hut, left on purpose it seemed for stranded travellers like us…the door unlocked, we went in, placed Dahlia on some straw in a corner and looked about us for any amenities the bothy might provide…what luck!! there were two candles on a ledge and a few tins of food…we made ourselves as comfortable as possible to wait out the night, shutting the door tightly against the increasing wind which buffeted the building…we fell asleep instantly….much later, the wind seemed to die down… awakened by a slight sound I rose up and in the gloomy murkiness of the room I saw a shadow standing in the open door... For those unacquainted with the term, a bothy is a basic shelter, usually left unlocked and available for anyone to use free of charge. It was also a term for basic accommodation, usually for gardeners or other workers on an estate. Bothies are to be found in remote, mountainous areas of Scotland, northern England and Wales. They are particularly common in the Scottish Highlands.wiki. Watercolour on Saunders Not Paper / The Grove / Lost / A Weekend in the Country
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