Having been totally frustrated this past few days trying to post words and images only to have them disappear from the screen without explanation and no repsonse from the admin people I am about ready to say au revoir to this way of communicating. It has had its fun moments.
Thanks to those visitors who'd stop by from time to time.
Here I am again - half term - yes - breathing space - yes - tasks to do - yes - so what do I do?
I blog.
I'm so predicatable.
I'm so lazy!
I'm so naughty.
I took on 'A' level Photgraphy this year at evening class - one night a week with five more hours to find alone at home to do more work in.
I may have to teach it next year - seemed like a good idea to see what it was like at the other side of the desk - and besides - if the tutor was any good I'd be able to steal ideas.
All sounds good in theory - yes?
But - seven weeks to go 'til Christmas deadline for the first two assignments. Each comprising five photos. Assignment One - Me
Assignment Two - My Town.
I have to confess neither felt inspiring to me.
I shared the news with B, my proper photographer friend, and she was inexplicably excited. I guess that's the difference between me and a real photographer.
I have thus far produced one image for the 'Me' assignment that looks any where near decent - and that came out of about 100 shots and a whole Sunday.
So, looking at it from a numbers perspective - time is of the essence - so I came here to pass some time that I have coinvinced myself is productive. Readers will know the signs, - I am on the verge of being creative and yet I still have to come here and - and, and - well there's prollies and pyschological term for this behaviour - let's just call it (farting around) displacement activity for now.
The Me assignment is based on my shoes - and what they say about me - and true to my over achieveing nature I have begun to research theories on women's shoes - looked at the fashion aspect of the female shoe - begun to consider ways of incorporating text into the images... look at other work that follows a similar theme - all completely over the top for AS level studies - but - that's just the way I am.
There - I faced up to something .
That feels good.
B's concoction
- dare I say it - her socks were subtle compared to her Sundae. Bubble gum and liquorice topped with mango and chili... maybe you had to be there. I think it looks like B too.
New ice cream parlour in town - I predict lots of 'needed' breaks from editing/painting/beachcombing will happen there.
'Sure - would you like to go?' she asked. And so we did. An extraordinary place. We are blessed with so much great stuff to photograph in my part of the world.
This crazy arranement of utilitarian green sheds are fishermen's huts - and in the background the lumbering giant of the famous Teeside Steel works.
Behind you in this image is an equally strange phenomenon. Far out on a fragile spit of land at the mouth of the Tees, a harbour for fishing cobles... Paddy's Hole. And, no - before you ask, I have no clue who Paddy is/was.
I shall return when the light is better.
I wonder if even a nuclear power station and a steel works look better when the sun is shining.
By the way - for a meander through some proper photographs - visit B's blog - it's much more sophisticated than her socks and sundaes.
http://www.thephotographypages.co.uk/
Beautiful word.
Even better when it happens.
Needed to photograph some stilettoes/stilletoes/stilettos (pick one) on the beach this morning.
Don't ask.
And some polite horses arrived, taking great care to keep out of my field of view. I had to ask them to do me the favour of walking into my images. How refreshing was that!
Have to admit to not being set alight by the titles... lessee if I can make them more interesting.
