Monthly Archives: July 2013

Daily Prompt: Back to School

If you could take a break from your life and go back to school to master a subject, what would it be?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us MASTERY.

Mt Paracia

Hochalmsee u. Naturpark Fanès from Mt Paracia (Südtirol)


From the O2 to Greenwich, along the Thames path #photography #EastLondon

A few shots we took on a sunny Friday afternoon, walking on the Thames path from the O2 – once called the Millennium dome – to Greenwich. The site of the O2 is still neat but soon as one walks towards the western side of the peninsula the old no-man’s land of mining, disaffected industrial sites and vandalised ruins takes over. And ever present the monster of Canary Wharf, massive, ever growing, swallowing young lives and sinking fortunes… The best pics Sarah took…

Nikon D3000, Nikkor AF-S DX 18-55mm, no filter

 

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A walk around Tate Britain #photography (2)

The day turned out to be fabulous, so I lingered in some of the galleries, taking pictures…

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Lucien Freud:

Lucien Freud:

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Bill Brandt: Nude, London (1952)

Bill Brandt: Nude, London (1952)

David Hocknet: Mr and Mrs Clarke & Percy (1970)

David Hocknet: Mr and Mrs Clarke & Percy (1970)

Emily Osborn: Nameless and Friendless

Emily Osborn: Nameless and Friendless

Théodore Roussel: the Reading Girl (1886)

Théodore Roussel: the Reading Girl (1886)

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A walk around Tate Britain #photography #Lowry #Fautrier (1)

We went to the Tate primarily to see the marvellous Lowry exhibition. It was very busy but we loved it. One cannot take pictures in special exhibitions. Elsewhere only natural light  which suits me fine. Later I was gratified to visit the Prints and Drawings section – hidden treasure in the Clore building – to see magnificent prints by Jean Fautrier, who Jean Paulhan described as “l’Enragé”.

I shot Raw with my Nikon D3000 and 18-55mmm Nikkor lens, some in Monochrome. Of course natural light (no flash).

I am grateful to the Tate for allowing us the sheer pleasure of discovery. I wish to thank the curator of Prints and Drawings for her help and kindness.

Fautrier en français

Woman Reclining IV

Fautrier: Woman Reclining IV

Fautrier: the Executed

Fautrier: the Executed

Nirvana (not a Fautrier)

Nirvana (not a Fautrier)

Fautrier: Hostages on black background

Fautrier: Hostages on black background

Fautrier: Baby mine

Fautrier: Baby mine

Fautrier: Violet hostage

Fautrier: Violet hostage

Fautrier: Dark landscape

Fautrier: Dark landscape


Daily Prompt: Keep Out #photography

Photographers, artists, poets: show us OUTSIDE.

View outside on our terrace: evening sky over the Cray valley at sunset, September.

Sunset

Nikon D3000, Nikkor DX 18-55mm, no filter


Daily Prompt: Rolling Stone ~ #photography

Photographers, artists, poets: show us TRAVEL.

Sunset at Mers-les-Bains, on the way back from Italy to Britain…

Sunset over the Channel

Nikon D3000, Nikkor DX 18-55mm, no filter


Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgic #photography

IN A NEW POST CREATED SPECIFICALLY FOR THIS CHALLENGE, SHARE A PICTURE THAT MAKES YOU NOSTALGIC.

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It was January, the ground was frozen. You were walking a few steps ahead, I could see the little steam cloud of your breath through the lens. Then you turned round, looked at me, and your smile illuminated the scene: it said “I love you and this is a great day”. How beautiful you are, and how nostalgic I am for all those instants, then, now, and in all our futures. I adore you.

“Par instants, dans les yeux d’Albertine, dans la brusque inflammation de son teint, je sentais comme un éclair de chaleur passer furtivement dans des régions plus inaccessibles pour moi que le ciel et où évoluaient les souvenirs, à moi inconnus, d’Albertine.” Marcel Proust – La Prisonnière

[From time to time, in her eyes, in the sudden warming of her skin, I felt as a summer lightning, briefly crossing inaccessible regions, more remote for me than the sky, and where sailed her memories, to me unknown.]