There's about 12 long criss-crossing airplane contrails in the sky now and with the setting sun it looks like a glowing pink grid. I wish my camera could do it justice.
Time zones are one of those things that never seize to fascinate me. I don't know why really, but it always gives me a little pleasure to talk to a friend half way across the world who can see the same celestial object that I can, yet have it be in a different phase of the day.
I've never had any luck taking pictures of dramatic dusk things, either clouds or backlit trees or whatever.
Clearly we both need more expensive cameras ;-)
Anyway, now I just try to open my eyes really wide and take it all in and remember it. There was a sunset the other week with a rainbow and clouds, and the cloud deck was bathing everything in this gold glow...
yes, I really really need a more expensive camera. :) This camera doesn't even have an optical zoom, so if I ever want to get a close-up of anything I have to use my video camera (if I have it around) and a video capture card. It's sad.
That sunset sounds beautiful. Almost every night that we've been in this new flat we've had really lovely sunsets and moon rises. I've been taking a lot of photos of the sunsets and while they pale in comparison to the real thing they came out decently, however the moon photos kind of suck.
I always find the zen approach to photography is best - pure chance. If I ever try to do something, I can almost guarantee that I'll not manage it. If I just point in roughly the right direction and click though, chances are I'll amaze myself.
Lola helped me to back up this theory the other day - she took this photo of me (note the beautiful dusk lighting) which is far better than anything I could ever have achieved. And she's two (just) fergawdsake! She can't even hold the camera straight, let alone know what it's taking a picture of. Funnily enough, my best ever photos were taken when I was four.
I have found the same to be true for me, for the most part. Even though it looks set up, this photo was completely by chance. I was rather tipsy on the deck of a bar in Port Townsend when I snapped it.
That photo Lola took is great - I love it! I saw a website once where hundreds of children were given cameras and the output was incredible and beautiful (I wish I could remember the url.) Some of the best photos I took were when I was a child too and the same goes for anything I drew or painted. There's a freedom and unself-conscious looseness in anything a child does, which is why childrens' art under the age of 10 will always be my favorite art.
Yup, I'm wondering how I can re-discover that freedom myself, but I guess it's one of those things where trying to get there actually takes you further away.
Also reminds me of when I lent Rowan my video camera a couple of years ago when she was five. She went around the house videoing all the things that meant something to her, but just switching the video on for a nano-second and then off again. The resulting video was about 10 seconds long but filled with some incredible intense images that made me see the world from child height again. Hmmm... I feel like digging it out and web-izing it now.
I've been trying to interest Rowan in Photography - to be fair, she is interested but doesn't want to use a digital camera (which is understandable with my camera - it's a Sony F505V which has a huge swivel lens which droops down if you don't support it, needs two hands and not very child friendly). I recently gave her my old 35mm snapshot camera... but haven't got around to buying her any film!
I guess it's one of those things where trying to get there actually takes you further away.
I think it is. My dad loves children's art as well and he's tried to have an element of that freedom in his art and I think he's succeeded, but I don't think any adult could recapture it completely.
I'd love to see the video Rowan took if you do decide to web-ize it.