Sometimes less is more, it gives you shadows!
The biggest and most well known of the white horses in Wiltshire, somewhat upstaged here by a gate, lamp post and black and white rainbow or two. Oh well, shit happens…
What’s not to love!
A local farmer, Robert Pile, commissioned the cutting of this white horse back in 1812 and paid the handsome fee of 20 quid to a fella named Jack The Painter, aka John Thorne a Journeyman Inn Sign Painter, who in turn sub-contracted the work to a local lad, John Harvey and then proceeded to bugger off with the cash.
Unfortunately for Jack, this was a regular occurrence and 19th century justice caught up with him and he was later hanged for a series of similar crimes.
Fortunately we live in more enlightened times and the “vandals” who adorned the horse with “an extra limb” or, and I’m quoting the Wiki page, “turned the horse into a stallion” would have got off slightly lighter if they were ever caught.
Please, head over to the wikipedia page for this horse for load more details and I know for a fact that I’m going to be digging a bit deeper, deeper than Jack ever did, for the stories with this horse.
Because, you know, I’m so good at keeping up with my existing projects I really need another project… 365 Faces is ongoing and it will be, no matter what, 365 faces. It might take me a year or seven but I will get there in the end.
This project on the other hand has been rattling about in the head for a while now and originally I was thinking about utilising a film camera that I’ve acquired which, to be honest, I might still do, as the project progresses.
The aim of the project is to-
Photograph all eight remaining white horses in Wiltshire.
“Piece of piss!” You might think and I would agree so I want to take it that little bit further, I’m not going to park in the recommended parking spots or stand my tripod in the three holes worn by a multitude of photographers who’ve stood there before me.
The White Horses are a focal point but not the whole story. I’m going to try to encompass the horses come rain or shine and also involve the wider environment. I’m also going to locate the further 5 horses that have grown over and see what they have to offer.
This is going to be fun.
Ok world, point taken!
Last night I waxed on about the great weather we’ve been having and how I’ve decided that my next project was going to be capturing little pockets of wonder, all moody and bright and sunny and special.
Today it proceeded to pish down…, All day!
So, being the eternal optimist I am, I said Bollocks to it!
This project has now evolved into Little Details in the Bigger Picture.
Tonight, Damp Dandelion in the back garden… Well it was raining!
Hope you guys approve!
Time for a new project methinks.
Spring in the UK has well and truly sprung and we’ve all been treated to a beautiful May but (there’s always a but) bright sunny days, while great for the mood, can be a bit… A bit, well “meh!” for the photographer. I know there’s misty mornings and soft sunrises but they’re now approaching silly o’clock and I don’t do that time often… (I am better than I used to be though) But I digress…
Now that the trees are in full leaf and the hedgerows and woods have moved passed the Bluebell phase I’ve notices there are beautiful little pockets of light and occasionally a subject. It could be for a fraction of a second or maybe a minute or two but very quickly the wind will change or the sun will move and then it’s gone.
My job, as I’ve chosen to accept it, over the next few weeks will be to try and capture as many of the moments as I can. It might be a flower. It might be a field mouse (That’s a lot of wishful thinking) but I’ll do my best to get the shot, and foremost, get the shot right…
Todays shots, Forget-Me-Nots (they might not be but they’re small and they’re blue so they are…) in a small copse on the side of the A36 south of Salisbury.
Note to self: if you’re going to shoot flowers at least know they’re names… Heartless B*stard!
I can promise you, that when I was stood in the bar at Bristol airport on Sunday morning drinking a pint at 10 am and thinking, “that stag party’s more pissed than I am, I hope they’re not on our plane…” I had no idea what the next few days were going to yield…
They weren’t and the yield was phenomenal. Amsterdam delivered, yes there was the girls and yes there was the funky smell that invoked memories of a life more chilled but there was so, so much more of which I’m sure I’ll post over the coming days but for now, I need to share the highlight of my short stay. The World Press Photo Exhibition a thought provoking and emotional poke in the chest for those of us who live out our comfortable lives with our first world problems…
Really, these photographers are in a league of their own and whilst nature is just red in tooth and claw, these guys show that Humanity is brutal, kind, cruel, caring, selfish, generous, Ignorant and here’s the worst, arrogant!
I only spent an hour looking around the exhibition, I could easily have spent a day and when it comes to Edinburgh, I think I just will.
Click on the link above and if it’s in your part of the world at some point over the coming months, please, go see…
Ok, he’s got the fast cars and long lenses and the professional photography career but I’ve got procrastination at a works training day and an eye for the composition… Every single speaker whispered “N.I.K.O.N…” on his walk back to the paddock!
Platforms, my oh my how many platforms?
There’s the obvious; WordPress , It would have just been rude for me not to put this first even though my hit rate here is lowest and I really need to get my website (same platform) updated and refreshed focalthingy.co.uk if you’re wondering.
Facebook, obvious too but their pages feature just feels like a cash cow, eleven quid to “boost” my posts to half the people who follow me anyway, don’t get me wrong, my personal page, great… ish but eleven quid? Come on! I worked for those followers and now you’re monetising them??? That’s my frickin’ job! (Love you followers, really do and you don’t have to buy a print… yet)
Twitter… Come on Twitter, admit it, you don’t like photographers do you, or is that just me being paranoid?
Maybe, I’m being a little too harsh, a little too short minded. If I’d have taken up photography thirty years ago I’d have a couple of albums of pretty pictures stuffed, forgotten in the back of a cupboard somewhere and a dusty old camera sat looking a bit downhearted in the loft, so now I’m going to try and be a little bit more optimistic…
Instagram… Now we’re getting somewhere. Reactive, responsive and (at the moment) quite subtle with the adds and restricting views (Unless you go Instagram for business… for crying out loud Facebook!) There’s a difference with Instagram though, a more tactile feel to the place a more honest feeling. It might just be me and I know that you do get the followers asking you to pay $25.00 for 10,000 followers and they’ve only got 12 followers themselves… Never been able to work that one out… But, from my experiences, I’ve met people who I would never had through my posts on Instagram, gained insights and inspiration from a fleeting glance of a wonderful photograph and, because I follow the people I do, get to see familiar places with a different eye… That’s invaluable! And, I’m off to my first Instmeet in a couple of weeks at Lacock, which I’m really looking forward to.
See, real, tactile people! I’ll be sure to post a few here… #loveyouwordpress
I’d be awful to not mention a few of the old school and some new kids because they have helped me in their own special ways… Flickr, 500px, Ello and Vero… Or, just Google Focal Thingy… I do, often! ;o)
Oh, and the photo’s one from Lacock a couple of weeks ago. The light in this place is phonominal!