jesus and jules
camellia japonica
death in technicolour
A couple of flowering Camellia japonica trees brighten up the churchyard of St Peter's Church in Delamere.
Life and death side by side.
puffball convention
west lane baptist church
sowbread
Some Cyclamen hederifolium I photographed in the churchyard of St Nicholas' Church in Arundel while visiting in September 2021.
so he brought them to the haven where they would be
mary the beloved
Hello, my lovelies.
It's been a while since I wrote you a rambling, diary-like post and for that, I'm sorry. (Though you may not be ;) )
Things have been busy with me, so many times I have time to edit a photo or four, but it's been a while since I've been able to sit down and write creatively or even just to write to give you an update.
The obvious exception is my end-of-year post. And, looking back, it seems it's been about a month since I wrote something more than a cursory caption about what I'm sharing.
I've been at home more the past few months. Post-summer, pet sittings dropped off, which was welcome. As much as I love all the kittehs and doggos I sit, it was nice to be more settled for a time.
While the homes I sit pets in are always like a home away from home (and the pet parents always make me feel welcome in their homes), I still live out of a suitcase, and I don't always have access to my raw photographs for editing and/or an acceptable screen to edit photos on.
I finally had some paid annual leave in November. I intended it to be a staycation*, but I put the word out to a couple of photographer friends and some family, and suddenly, I had three photo walks in my lap, two nights away, and a day trip out of town. My plans for cleaning, decluttering and downsizing went out the window quite quickly. I'm not unhappy about that, but it means those tasks are still on my to-do list as I write this.
Since then, my day-job brain has been addled and exhausted by piecing together functionality created long before I joined the organisation and trying to mesh that with new functionality to ensure what our web agency has created is fit for purpose. It's a challenge (which I usually love) but has often left me feeling like I've pulled that loose thread on an item of clothing, and I wish I hadn't.
The new year has started on a positive note.
There was a day trip to meet a friend in Milton Keynes. A weekend in Bishop's Stortford, reuniting with a former landlady and her family and meeting two sweet doggos I'll sit in summer - a Maltipoo called Dudley and a Cockapoo called Betsy. And (what is now) yesterday, meeting a sweet but flatulent, snorting French bulldog called Francois (naturally), who lives locally and whom I'll be sitting semi-regularly over the coming months.
I'm somewhat wary of speaking out loud about my travel plans for the first quarter of the year, given my previous travel plans fell through for reasons beyond my control.
But I've booked (free(!) first-class return) tickets using the vouchers reissued last January (and a bonus one that snuck into my inbox!), and my manager has signed off my annual leave.
I still need to book my accommodation, which I'm a bit nervous my bank balance will struggle with, but I plan to visit Llandudno in Wales for a week in early to mid-March. Manchester for a long weekend in late March. And Glasgow for four days in early April.
I booked my tickets at the eleventh hour before my vouchers expired. I could only book as far ahead as early April, so it's all a bit hectic over the next few months between my travels, work and pet-sitting, which will start to pick up again from next weekend.
I'm looking forward to returning to north Wales, a bit further along the Avanti West Coast network than Wrexham, where I travelled to and on to Minera in late October 2021 to sit Meg and Mog for Jo and Becky in the old vicarage. I'm hoping to see more of Wales generally in future, especially returning to the south where Mum's family came from and where I haven't visited since Christmas 1991.
It will be my first visit to Edinburgh's "lesser" sister, Glasgow, but I'm looking forward to the Necropolis and exploring the city and its museums, galleries and botanical gardens.
It will be a return to Manchester, where I've visited at least three times. It seemed a sufficiently substantial distance to justify a first-class ticket but a short enough journey for a long weekend (and, as I've been there before if I have to sacrifice one of the trips due to my finances not covering accommodation, I can live with that).
I thought about visiting Liverpool, which I think I've only driven through. But nothing drew me to Tate Liverpool during the dates I was looking at, and I hoped to catch up with a friend while in Manchester (though we'll see if that will still come to pass).
So, with Wales on my mind and recent fruit and flower photographs captured in Jo and Becky's backyard in their current home in Cotton End, I thought I'd share some more photos from St Mary's Church in Minera in October 2021. I have so many I still need to edit and share, including some more puffball photos to come in a few weeks.
The light after the rain was just delicious and so wonderful for me to experience and capture the graves in the churchyard.
It was a magical Monday morning. If only all my Monday mornings started with such beautiful, inspiring, contemplative and creative visions and experiences. Followed by exploring a new place (or even a familiar place is welcome), some exercise in the fresh air (a mixture of strenuous and gentle), a refreshing pint of cider in a welcoming pub at the end of a productive day, cheese, and cuddles with a kitteh or a doggo.
I'd almost** become a morning person for that shit ;)
So, that's where I'm up to as we close in on the end of January (seriously?! Already?!)
What are you guys looking forward to this year? I'd love you to tell me in the comments x
** I'm not fooling anyone, am I? But I'd probably get my butt out of bed earlier more regularly. Probably.
i only want to be with you
shot through the heart
crucifixion
On a rainy day in late September 2021, I was returning from a few days away in West Sussex with my friend and fellow photographer, Phil.
That day, I was scheduled to return to finish my first cat-sitting with the kittehs I'm currently sitting.
Shiloh is nestled in my lap as I type this, despite my semi-regularly lifting her off my lap to go to the fridge or the bathroom during the past few hours of photo editing. When I do that, she gives me a Marge Simpson-like sound of disapproval.
I had an off-peak return ticket to London from Chichester, which meant I could take any train on any permitted route to get back to London within a month of the original booking.
Arundel was on the route back, so we drove there and wandered through the drizzle. Visiting a bookstore. Visiting Arundel Cathedral and the nearby St Nicholas' Church and its churchyard. And having food in a local cafe before Phil dropped me at the station for the next train.
Coincidentally, the train I had planned to be on was cancelled. But I digress.
In the churchyard of St Nicholas' Church, we experienced drizzle, rain, the beautiful after-rain sunlight and the saturated hues post-rain brings to stonemasonry, plant life and... well, everything.
In the churchyard, we also found this elaborate crucifixion scene.
At the time, I presumed it was a monument for someone with a lot of money. Perhaps with a name in the local community.
But, in retrospect, I presume it was installed by the church. Though I can't find anything online to confirm or deny that.
Since I took these photos, I've been keen to share them, but I knew I had to share them as a series, not as individual photographs. And, obviously, Easter is a timely point to share them.
I didn't capture a long shot showing all the participants in this act of mourning together. But, from the individual photographs and the photographs of Christ and the two women, I'm sure you get a sense of the scene.
I presume (with my limited atheist knowledge) the two women closest to Christ are his mother, Mary, and Mary Magdalene. A quick Google search tells me the man is unlikely to have been Christ's father, Joseph.
Earlier today, I tried calibrating the monitor I'm working on, but I'm unsure how successful I've been. Hopefully, successful enough that I don't have to redo the edits on these photographs over the coming days.
Happy Easter to those who celebrate it.
lichenometry
I love when my photography leads me to discover new (to me) and very geeky things.
In seeking an appropriate word to use as a title for this image, I read about an intriguing way of measuring time and dating rock.
No, not that kind of dating.
Rather, establishing the age of exposed rock.
bedford burials
side by side in death
suffer little children
death in the afternoon
Yesterday afternoon, scrolling through my feed on Facebook, I saw some artwork by a fellow photographic artist I follow, Rebecca Tolk, and was intrigued by it. Especially when she mentioned the work was created using artificial intelligence.
Although the work looked amazing, my initial thinking was similar to what I soon found out was Rebecca's initial question: "How is this her art?"
Wanting to understand more, I watched the replay of a Facebook Live video she made. Rebecca explains how she sees this tool fitting into her practice and how she has seen others use it in their practice.
If you have the time, it's well worth a watch to understand the 'why', and it gives a sense of how I could potentially see it fitting into my practice too.
For example:
To create elements for inclusion in mixed media artworks without having to go out and photograph each of them (especially if they're not easily accessible for me).
To create elements for my digital collages.
To inspire and draft out ideas for photographs or collages.
To storyboard potential short films I'd like to make, especially to give a sense of mood and atmosphere. This would be particularly helpful as my illustration skills are still quite rudimentary.
And, obviously, there's the option to use it in the most straightforward way to create art in and of itself. Though I think I would have to become more familiar with how it works and how to "work it" to consider it more "my artwork" than the AI's.
So, I took some time yesterday afternoon to experiment with a free trial of Midjourney AI to see what I thought.
As Rebecca points out in her video, your free trial images and variations don't take long to exhaust. And working in a massive group chat with so many other people can be overwhelming. Though also inspiring to see what other people are using as prompts and how they are using Midjourney.
It can be hard to track your results, and I'm not entirely sure I found all my variations as I was still learning to use the tools. If I decide to sign up for a limited subscription, I believe you get your own workspace. That will make it easier and cleaner to focus on what I'm doing and learn more about how to use it.
But these are two variations from the prompt 'death in the afternoon' that I created yesterday afternoon.
The first image was actually my second option and variation, but it was the one I liked more. The branch coming out of nowhere is the sort of thing I would edit out as it's obviously a bit of a glitch in the AI. In the preview, it looked like it might be the blade of a sickle.
The third image shows (from left to right):
The initial selection of four AI-rendered images Midjourney presented me with, of which I selected the top left.
The variations it created from that image when I triggered it, of which I selected the bottom right.
An alternative set of four AI-rendered images Midjourney presented when I requested a redo. I didn't get to work with these as I didn't see them initially, and I used up the rest of my free trial working on two other prompts.
I definitely don't see AI art replacing my existing practice. But I can see how it might enhance my work and/or be another tool or medium for me to create art.
I'll share the other two images I created yesterday later in the day, but I'd be curious to know your thoughts.
edward-howard howard-gibbon
The final resting place of a Norroy King of Arms.