Daily Archives: February 11, 2012

Plan B

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The Pursuit of Illumination

Railings IISo this morning I was up bright and early once again. This time it was for an outing to Tynemouth and another chance to get some early sunrise photos. After last weekend I was really optimistic that I would get some great photos, however the weather and the cloud cover soon put a stop to that.

I don’t know if it’s my inexperience or not but the quality of light was not as good as last week. What do I mean? I don’t really know. All I know is that all my photos came out flat, no contrast at all and because of the cloud cover it was hard to get any colour into the sky.

Rather than being downbeat I turned my attention to what was lying around and in the end I got what I feel are some great images. Not as many as last week but still…

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Nowhereville (Prologue)

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Some time ago, just before she left for good, we we’re lying in bed, me and her, her and me. I think we might have been listening to those mad pigeons scrambling in the roof again, doing that crazy dance they did, but I can’t be sure anymore. What I do remember is telling her what I wanted to do, how I wanted to capture memories of the world, how I wanted to create something some might possibly find ‘beautiful’. I don’t think I made myself very clear though, incoherently rambling on like I tend to do, I think she thought I was simply being morbid. Anyway.

What I’m trying to get at in a ever so labored way is that this coming summer I’m going to attempt this feat, this impossible, utterly subjective attempt at capturing something a certain few might construe as being ‘beautiful’. I’m going to travel…

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The Cow and Calf Rocks

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Cow and Calf Rocks

Where hast tha bin since I saw thee, I saw thee?
On Ilkley Moor baht’at
Where hast tha bin since I saw thee, I saw thee?
Where hast tha bin since I saw thee?
On Ilkley Moor baht’at
On Ilkley Moor baht’at
On Ilkley Moor baht’at

It’s a song I’ve sung since I were a lad, yet I’ve never been to Ilkley Moor, with our without a hat. With our few precious hours without the kids, my wife suggested we head up there for the afternoon. Ilkley Moor is perhaps as close as a Yorkshireman will get to a place of pilgrimage, and having lived so close to it for the last few years, it feels almost sinful not to have been before now. But repented I have. And I wore a hat.

Cow and Calf Inn, Ilkley Moor

We drove up to the Cow and Calf Inn for a bite to eat – they do…

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042/365 – Onwards and upwards

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It’s mom’s birthday today but sadly I still had to go to work. She had a new iPad and I’ve just commandeered it to write today’s post.

As I’ve been quite busy I have to admit that today’s picture is one from the archives. We’ve just got back from having a curry for mom’s birthday which was very nice. My belly is quite full now!

This picture is quite an old one from what I can remember and it’s one that I’ve kept coming back too every now and again. The colour version wasn’t quite as striking as the black and white one.

I like to think I’m climbing up the stairs rather than down them…

“Never look backwards or you’ll fall down the stairs”
– Rudyard Kipling

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Give it a Boost!

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Path Pictures

It was the end of the summer when taking photo’s of crawling things can become quite interesting.

On this particular afternoon I was totally bored and decided to grab the camera and head off to the back yard.

It was that time of day that the afternoon sun was angling in directions that can be exasperating but intriguing at the same time.  So  I decided to play with the aperture settings and see if I could change a somewhat plain subject and give it a boost of interest. What ya think?  Did I achieve it?

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You’re gone means you used to be here

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Dealing with absence depends on how we deal with presence.

My thoughts themselves don’t make any sense. How a definition could ever make sense if one of its words is missing? I used to have the definition of myself. And then I lost him. And then I lost you. And then I lost my meaning. My definition, my meaning is a group of words but two are missing and so all the other words are not enough anymore to give me any sense. They still make me exist. I do exist. But I just don’t mean anything anymore. Existing itself doesn’t mean anything anymore. But I need to stay on. Because without me, there would be so many words who would not mean anything anymore, because I am a part of so many other definitions.

As Human Being created Words to Exist, Words created an Existence for Human Beings.

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