In this post, I share my love of ICM: Intentional Camera Movement, as a technique for abstracting landscapes and other mostly natural subjects. Conventional wisdom has it that the shutter speed should be short enough to avoid any blurring of the subject, but by using a slow shutter…
Category: photography
Furzehill Plantation is a small commercial plantation of spruce just down the road from my house. Not very prepossessing to look at normally, sometimes the light catches the trunks just right and I can find an image I like. This was taken in autumn when the sun was…
An impression of English sycamore woods in the spring. Blue flowers and a blue sky of subtly different colour. These lesser-known undercliffs are to the East of Lyme Regis, and this is where the old road to Charmouth used to run until it slipped away and had to be…
My home village of Uplyme, in East Devon, seen in the snowiest winter for many years. The view from our field was breathtaking, as the sun rose over the woods and touched the far side of the valley with rosy light. A photo can’t really do justice…
A friend and I went up Pilsdon Pen to watch the midsummer sun rise. Despite a very chill breeze at just after 5am, we were rewarded by this wonderful view to the south, with the Marshwood Vale draped with early morning mist. Like many rural areas, the vale…
Late sunshine accentuates the vivid colours of wild sorrel seeds in a permanent pasture just down the road, belonging to Lyme Alpacas. The jewel-like reds are offset by the rich green of the grass and the golden splashes of field buttercups. One of those images that conjures up…
One of a series of abstract impressions of a beautiful English wood at bluebell time. This can only begin to convey the joy of spending time in this magical place as dusk descends: the heady scent of the flowers, the clear song of thrushes high in the canopy,…
I forgive you your financial recklessness – for two blissful days of glorious blue skies with nary a contrail in sight. Normally, I can count between about 10 and 20 by 7:30 in the morning, but today – nothing but blue, blue, blue. I can begin to imagine…
On Sunday, the Met Office told us it would be a glorious sunny day in the Southwest, so we took them at their word and went to Dartmoor for a walk. We left sunshine behind at home and it got greyer and greyer the nearer we got! The…