Once again, apologies to the long term followers that have seen these images before, but I thought new followers might like to see these candid images that sparked my interest in Street Photography.
As always, if you see yourself in one of my images and object to it’s public viewing, just drop me a line and I’ll remove it.
(But I really hope you don’t, as it’s these Candid Shots that record our Culture and Urban Environment for Future generations to come).
I’m finding it harder than I thought to ‘see’ in Black and White, but I’m determined to master it. That’s what this new blog of mine is supposed to be about – exploring Monotone (particularly in regard to street photography). But I also hope to explore some other subjects as well.
In the meantime, I thought I would share some old B & W conversions. If you’ve followed my old blog for some time, you may have seen these images before, but I hope you’ll enjoy seeing them again.
To me, Chinese New Year is about colour (red), noise and movement, but does it work visually in Black and White?
Not sure. Maybe not. Let’s face it, Chinese New Year IS colour!
Once thing I did notice is that one has to increase the contrast and exposure to change these colour images to monotone.
Sorry about the lengthy photo gallery, but I just could not decide which images to post. The Actors walked between 3 display windows and then eventually brought on a model to show how they did the nose plaster casts.
I have to say, it was one of the most fascinating, innovative, creative window displays I’ve seen for a long time. As I started taking photos, a large crowd gathered to see what I was looking at. A few iPhones caught the occasional image, but somehow it was the whole lengthy display which my eyes were glued to – not just one single image. Not sure whether I captured it for you. I guess you really had to be there……….. in front of the department store windows………..to appreciate the performance.
It was overcast, very dark and with the threat of heavy rain, I took 6-7 quick photos before my 12.30 free Meditation Session in The Atrium at Federation Square in Melbourne’s CBD today.
I can’t profess to be an experienced architectural photographer, but each time I see the ornate towers and clock face of the Old Forum Theatre, I’m astonished at how well it blends in with Melbourne’s wide variety of architectural details. So while a little dull for Black & White images due to the weather, I liked these 4 images enough to share them with you. When I started this new blog, I wasn’t going to do any writing, just share photos, but I feel the ‘dullness’ and flat exposure needed a little explanation. For those new to my blog, I must add that I dislike photo editing, so try hard to take a reasonably exposed shot ‘in camera’ these days. I daresay an experienced photo editor would have improved these somewhat. (I was also going to only post once a week, or less, but there you go, a few posts to start this new blog in quick succession gives you more than a glance at the city I love to call home).
A few weeks ago, I overhead a British tourist express astonishment at the remarkable array of architectural styles in Melbourne’s main shopping precinct and central business district (CBD). This tourist was right. I zoomed out as far as I could with my 18-200mm ‘walk about’ lens and tried to capture a line of the some of the styles.
The 5th image, (below), was shot just over a year ago, late one afternoon as the sun dropped below the skyline and only lit up one tower of the theatre. At least there was a cloud in the sky and one shaft of bright light to add some interest to this composition.
I have never seen the city of Melbourne so crowded as it was last Sunday. Seems like the whole of Melbourne converged on the main shopping precinct and inner city lane ways. Bright sun and dark shadows made for some great B & W photo opportunities. Shame I was in a hurry and had to make do with just a few quick shots.
Lost in the past
Thinking of loved ones
From when he saw last
Remembering the moisture
Of tears in the Dark
The touch of slim fingers
As hands slipped from his grasp
Torn by the memories
Burned by their mark
Of a wife left behind
Comforting a child in the dark
Clinging to fragments
Of their time spent together
Of their family of three
Of experiences weathered
So long since he saw them
So long since they danced
His wife of such memories
As he remembered by chance
The music reminded
Of happy days long gone
It seeped into guitar strings
And blended in song
Remembering the Good Days
Remembering the Dark
Of a family in Peru
Left behind in the Past
Written 11th September 2012 (after making the image)