Riverbank
I've been yearning for a simple shot for a while; colourful and kaleidoscopic Fun Fair pictures, very noisy and exhilarating Carnivals, psychotic fisheye shots underneath railway bridges....
So went out with a very good basic landscape lens, not too wide, but fast and very sharp. Got loads of trees in mist and all that but when I saw this and got what I wanted, I knew it was THE one. Overexposure in mist is a must, else it turns out a mushy grey, go for about 2/3rds stop over.
For some it may be too minimalist and arty it sure is - and that is just what the doctor ordered!
I used to write - and perform poetry, often inspired by one of my photos. This image has had me write the first in a long while
Subtle colours and lace-like cobwebs
This chilly mist
Descendant,
Like being in a large white tent.
Cold - and still
And slow; subtleties
Muted and flat - and all that.
Peeking through
this invisibility cloak
my spirit
catches me out.
Lurking, playing games
On this naked morn
I feel special
- and brand-new born.
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