Part six of Infrared Week. This is a view down into the Avon Gorge, seen from the Clifton Suspension Bridge. The use of infrared film makes the water turn an eerie black while trees glow a pale white. Mamiya C220 camera with Mamiya-Sekor 80mm f/2.8 lens and Efke IR820 Aura film.
Jaywalking, or as it is more concisely known in the UK, crossing at the red man, really winds me up. So I decided to capture it for this week’s Photo Challenge – things that make you angry. Working on a university campus, it wasn’t hard to find dozens of students walking in front of carsContinue reading “Jaywalking”
I posted the other day with some pictures of frost, fog and ice from Oldbury Court. I actually shot most of a second film on the same day, and I’ve only just finished and processed it. I think these pictures are even better than the last lot, and probably some of my favourite photos ofContinue reading “More of Winter at Oldbury Court”
Sprocket holes in 35mm film are usually outside the boundary of the picture. But the other day, Paul showed me some of his pictures taken on an Ilford Sporti 4 which include the holes in the picture and it got me thinking*. I decided to run some 35mm film through my LOMO Lubitel and seeContinue reading “Sprocket holes”
Anyone who has cycled around a city before will not be surprised by the findings of this research. Pedestrians are probably the most dangerous element of my daily commute through central Bristol. They may be lighter than cars, but they stop more suddenly and change direction more unpredictably. On a regular basis, pedestrians who haveContinue reading “Mobile phone users cannot walk in straight lines”
Today I decided that I wanted to go out and take a photo of blurred pedestrians walking down a street, using a slow shutter. I’d never tried this before but I thought I knew what to do. I used both of my ND filters (an ND4 and an ND8) to limit the amount of lightContinue reading “Slow shutter”
This steep road leads from the port of Messina to the town of Taormina, through the foothills of Mount Etna. The coach I travelled on passed along the roads you see here minutes before I took the photo.
Well not quite sea. This is a view down the Avon Gorge.