For once, I actually decided to get out of the house early this morning to take photos. Okay, alright, I’ll admit: 9am isn’t early by most people’s standards, but that’s my customary rising time!
The recreation reserve at Wombelano – a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it locality with a couple of houses around 15 kilometres north of Harrow, Victoria – was on my list of grounds to shoot for this series as it’s nearby and pretty much disused, although it looks like there may be a spot of cricket played there. I felt a bit odd, driving in, as the grounds appear to be on private property.
Everything was locked up tight, except for the toilet block, so naturally I took a couple of shots in there of the leaves trapped in the hand basin, and the windmill grass choking the cubicles.
The enclosed wood-burning heater with chimney (lower right) is a common sight at football grounds in Australia – it’s a place where people congregate to keep warm while they catch up with the locals on a cold winter’s day.
Oh how I love a big, dramatic sky: just lately we have been served up a regular dose of impossibly blue skies filled with puffy white cumulus clouds. Driving back from Melbourne, I enjoyed the contrast of road-building industry and man-made structures with the much-more impressive backdrop.
Another shot from the passenger side on the drive back from Melbourne. At the time, I didn’t think I judged this one quite right (as so often I do not), but I have since decided that it balances fairly well. What do you think?
This week, My Good Man and I made what we hope is our last trip to Melbourne for some time. Driving towards the Northern Grampians, the landscape was eerily veiled with smoke from the bush fires burning out of control at Victoria Valley in the Southern Grampians (the fire is now nearly 35,000 hectares in size and is still out of control).
Taking far too long to think about how interesting this made the view from the windscreen, I finally pulled over to allow MGM to take the wheel while I took photos. Naturally, almost as soon as I did so, the smoke cleared up. Happily, though, I got this shot before I did, which I rather like. It’s only very slightly modified from how it came out of the camera, made using the Olympus’ Grainy Black and White Art Mode.
Maybe it had something to do with the maternity shootI did for my niece late last year, but when a friend’s baby was born last month I found myself offering to come and take some photos of the new arrival – in a text message, no less, so she had it in writing.
I recently made good on that offer, and popped round for a late-morning session. As is usually the case, it took a while for me to get comfortable and figure out what worked, but by the time Bailey had had his feed, we were getting into full stride and I started enjoying myself. Editing the photos later, I started to actually see the baby – often when I shoot I don’t really notice the subject, but am paying more attention to the composition and lighting.
Lately I’ve been trying out the Diorama Art Mode on my Olympus XZ-1 for things other than the more usual subjects of these previous posts. When I stepped out my door tonight, I decided to give it a try to capture the storm breaking over the landscape, before switching to my much-loved Grainy Black and White Art Mode. I almost discarded this lone shot, but when I converted it to black and white in Picasa, then applied a touch of boost, I was unexpectedly happy with the result; whereas I deleted all the Grainy mode photos.
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When I decided to share this photo, the Creedence Clearwater Revival song popped into my head:
Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch. Imagination sets in, pretty soon I’m singing, Doo, doo, doo, Looking out my back door. There’s a giant doing cartwheels, A statue wearing high heels. Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. A dinosaur Victrola listening to Buck Owens. Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. Won’t you take a ride on the flying spoon? Doo, doo doo. Wond’rous apparition provided by magician. Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. Won’t you take a ride on the flying spoon? Doo, doo doo. Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows. Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows.