Yet another set of photos that never got blogged at the time of taking them back in January (don’t ask, it’s been a very strange year) which is a shame as I was, and am, very proud of these London beauties. Many were taken from the top of Tower Bridge; I paid my tenner AND got to see some Martin Parr prints that were exhibiting there at the time.
Wow, that’s quite an accolade for the structure that locals either love or hate, and regardless of opinion, colloquially call ‘the plank’. The 2017 RIBA Stirling architecture prize for best building is, according to some, excessive for a space in which there is ‘nothing to do’ and well deserved for others who love to promenade to the end and enjoy the huge void above the waves. Hopefully, these photos on, off and of the pier, taken over a period of time in the past couple of years, may prove this open space, that is adaptable for a range of events such as music, yoga and…. a car show room…., is well worthy of the prize.
Well, it took me over an hour to walk the few hundred yards that is All Saints Street in Hastings. It was resplendent under the mid afternoon sun – not the best time to take photos but sometimes you have to before everything disappears into shadow.
At least, this time, I managed to stop myself for a while before being drawn over the road and onto the beach. But that’s another post.
It wasn’t quite the same walking the orchard this week without the little white thing but the weather was fine and the cider brewery didn’t clear all the apples so the colours were resplendent in the autumn sun. It was such a fine day, we extended our walk up to the castle and engaged with the ducks who are always extremely outrageous but highly comical.
Waking to a bright, sunny autumnal morning earlier this week, I thought I might challenge myself and take myself off to a new, different type of place to photograph. Just up the road from us is a beautiful little church, nestled in the woods – hence the name ‘Church in the Wood’ – and it would be the first time I had tried to capture a graveyard. Maybe a little macabre for some but, although not being religious, I do find them serene. And, a good chat with the 87 year old gardener (wish I’d got a shot of him) and the sexton who tried to tice me into Christianity with bacon butties rounded off the morning nicely.
I tried editing these images but whatever I did, I couldn’t seem to make them look better – maybe my crush on Photoshop is gradually waning. These are as they came out of the camera. Now that I’ve photographed it once, I need to go back soon and take the photos I wish I’d taken. Here are six (or seven) of what I got this week. I hope you enjoy the serenity of them.
Processed in B+W for Leanne’s Monochrome Madness Challenge
Being only the third year of the Rye Jazz Festival, it’s not so surprising that the streets weren’t buzzing with activity and there wasn’t a saxophonist on every street corner. However, we struck gold when we turned up at the historic Buttermarket for a gig by a Hastings band: Safari Cocktail. Although we were two of only a few when they started, by the time they’d finished the first set, the street was crowded. Great musicians, great fun.
Because it was such a small venue, I was able to get a lot of shots which then makes it difficult to decide which ones to show and virtually impossible to restrain myself to showing only 6 – so, here are 10. I really enjoyed trying to shoot this event and I shall be looking out for more opportunities to practise this type of photography again.
This week, the theme for the WordPress, Daily Post photo challenge is monument. I thought this might be a nice time to look back over the photos I took last year in Cuba as they have lots of memorials and monuments throughout the island and I must have snapped most of them.