Inspirational!
September 30, 2008
Its not very often I’ll blog about someone else’s pic.
Sure, in common with a lot of other photo enthusiasts I guess, I tend to spend a fair bit of time browsing other folks’ images. Here on WordPress (courtesy of the Blog Surfer and Tag Surfer features) but also, and principally, on Flickr.
I’ve got the regular photostreams I visit (those of my mates and, maybe less frequently, contacts) but also periodically just clicking through the Latest Uploads feature.
And quite regularly I come across photos I really like. Just occasionally I may find a photo that I more than “really like”… a photo that deeply impresses me.
All of which, being the selfish sod I am, I tend to keep to myself. The reality is of course it just doesn’t occur to me to point others in their direction.
And then, even more rarely, I’ll stumble across something that makes a huge impact. An impact so deep that its truly inspirational, and transports my appreciation of the whole pursuit onto another level entirely.
In fact, I can only recollect that having happened once or twice during the whole time I’ve been “into” photography.
Well, here is one of those oh so rare pics. Check it out!
Foggy mornings!
September 28, 2008
Past couple of mornings or so its been real foggy hereabouts.
Well, I like the fog; I like being out in it and since getting into this photography lark I’ve discovered I also like snapping it. Or rather, snapping the things enshrouded by it.
I love the sense of atmosphere and “mystery” almost that seems to pervade such shots, and the resulting colours (or rather, absence of them… more of this anon).
So, yesterday morning (Saturday) had a brief sortie around the immediate vicinity of the homestead but alas couldn’t spend too long at it cos other things were in the offing. Managed to end up with a dozen or so shots that seemed worth uploading to Flickr though, so I was well satisfied.
Then, this morning (Sunday), more fog! Yippee! Cos time wasn’t a constraint, which gave me the chance to wander a bit further afield.
So the task I set myself was to take a stroll along to the nearby Cardington Hangars (snapping pics along the way of course), which are about a half-mile or so away. (Hmm… maybe a bit more. Never been very good at estimating distances.)
The inspiration behind this was a particular shot I had in mind to try to capture…
The Hangars are situated in some fairly large open fields and, when there’s a low-lying mist in the area a really spooky scene manifests, where these huge buildings seem to just rise out of a sea of… er… nothingness.
That’s what I had in mind. That’s what I wanted to get.
But, curse my luck, this wasn’t a low-lying mist. It wasn’t even really a mist… much more of a proper fog. And the hangars were barely visible!
Took loads of shots of where they should be (had I been able to actually see them), only one of which looked worth keeping…
However, the thwarting of my original plan was compensated by the rising of the sun which provided opportunity to collect a little series of sun shots that I quite like.
(Of course me, never being satisfied, then regretted not bringing the long lens with me. Bloody typical!)
Anyway, there was I, wandering back and forth across the road, when it suddenly occurred to me…
This particular stretch of road (the A600 from Bedford through to Hitchin, and more specifically the stretch from the village of Shortstown to Cotton End) is quite a fast bit of road. And notoriously dangerous, with some fairly nasty bends at one end (certainly for the unsuspecting motorist who isn’t familiar with it). Moreover, motorists hereabouts are not known for an over-abundance of common sense in things like slowing down in poor visibility.
And I’d already been passed by a coupla speeding cars without any lights on at all!
And there’s just a narrow pathway on one side of the road, and nothing other than a grass verge and ditch on the other.
So it gradually filtered into my awareness that perhaps, just perhaps, I wasn’t doing the most sensible thing by wandering back and forth along this stretch of road, crossing here and there at random, in what was actually quite a thick fog. Especially as I was wearing fairly neutral-coloured clothes… i.e., absent any “stand out” quality, even in the best-lit conditions.
Perhaps, just perhaps, I ought to exercise a bit more caution and maybe consider heading homeward.
So I did… um… albeit fairly slowly. Well, you can’t just cease pausing to take the occasional pic now can you?
Mind you, I wasn’t too disheartened by my clearly wise decision cos by this time the damp chilliness of the air had begun to have a go at my fingertips which were now feeling quite… um… bloody cold.
Of course, with each step homeward the light was improving such that the sky was gradually turning quite blue overhead. And passing under some trees I must have startled a load of nesting rooks for suddenly there was this huge flapping of wings and they all took to flight, calling out to each other the while.
I just love the sound of rooks, crows, all birds of that type. Always regarded it as a real early-morning type sound. Great!
Back home, sorting and processing all the pics, and seeing them all laid out on the screen in front of me I was struck by something. Made much more obvious by progressively working through them in succession.
Its a silly thing of course and in fact its something we all already know. But though I’ve “known” it its never really penetrated my consciousness.
Y’know how dusk and dawn (particularly just before sunrise) seem to rob things of most of what we normally assume is their natural colour?
Well, I was struck by how much more emphasised this effect is in foggy conditions.
Ok, maybe its a stupid observation, and certainly a phenomenon I’d never really thought much about before. But, having now had it thrust quite forcibly into my conscious awareness, I realise just how much I like and enjoy the effect. Lends a whole new dimension to expressions along the lines of “the Sun as bringer of Life”.
So, in my book, photography’s scored yet again… as a tool for enhancing awareness.
An unaccountable attack of the fidgets
September 24, 2008
Been feeling very fidgety this evening.
Wanted to get on and be doing something, but didn’t know what. Tried this. Didn’t work. Tried that. Didn’t work. And can’t really account for the mood.
Spent the entire afternoon with a friend helping her learn how to code web pages and related nonsense.
This was the third session we’d had. First time, she’d brought the wrong files with her so we couldn’t really do very much at all… not that would have been meaningful to her anyway.
Lesson learned though, so second session she brought her own computer over with her. Made a bit of progress delving into the wonderful mysteries of style sheets and site-wide changes, but still not entirely fulfilling.
This time however was the longest, and the most productive, session. I’m sure she departed feeling much more competent, and I was left with the sense of a job well done.
So should have been able to relax for the evening. Why then this sudden onset of the fidgets?
Finally sorted it though by having a little session photographing the brand new laptop (see this post… well, the first half of it anyway).
Coincidental noise
September 22, 2008
Mate of mine, knowing my fondness for Samsung dSLRs, asked me if I’d ever tested them (particularly the latest, the GX20) for noise at high ISOs.
Haven’t.
More to the point, asks me if I’d mind testing for noise at high ISOs… and maybe share copies of the RAW files to be inspected at mate’s leisure (could it be that mate’s contemplating purchase of one of these marvellous cameras? Whoopee!)
Coincidence is a wonderful thing.
For, coincidentally, I’d been itching to see how the new laptop (see previous post) would perform in handling batches of the whopping great 23/24Mb RAW files that the GX20 churns out, and was looking for an excuse to drag it out of storage and have another little session with it.
So I ask myself “Well, what’re mates for?”… hoik the camera out, get it fired up and ready, and go for a little walkabout in the immediate environs.
Mate was particularly interested in performance at ISO 1600, so ended up with a batch of 124 shots… 62 shot at 1600, the other 62 (identical scenes, so 62 scenes each represented by a “pair” of pics) shot at 800 for comparison.
Filched the lens from the GX10 for the test (cos I think the GX20 kit lens has “issues”), which is a Schneider-Kreuznach D-Xenon f/3.5-5.6 18-55mm. Not brilliant, but its all I’ve got at the mo’ (apart from the 50-200 that is).
Anyway, job done, thought I’d upload a few samples from the session to Flickr, just in case anyone’s interested (all the ones I uploaded are in this set).
And just to clarify, whilst mate had copies of the original RAW files straight off-camera, the Flickr uploads have been “tweaked” slightly (exposure adjustment, bit of sharpening, tad of noise reduction) and of course optimised and converted to JPEGs.
Also, for anyone who’s interested, the 4Gb RAM laptop breezed through importing the entire batch into Lightroom without even stopping to catch breath. Brilliant. P’raps now I can start playing with the GX20 again. Even more brilliant!
Its all a load of nonsense
September 22, 2008
Well, last week I did something I should have done ages ago… I picked up a laptop specifically for use “on location” in my occasional photojournalist-type activities.
That’s to say, one I can carry with me to an event and use to post to blogs or upload photos or whatever in “real time” should the need arise, and particularly where the event lasts for longer than just a day.
In other words, I’m unlikely to lug it around with me if I’m just going to cover a “one off” demo. But something like the recent Climate Camp… well, that’s another matter entirely.
Although I’ve been aware for quite some time that I really should have such a bit of kit, the actual incentive to get it was driven by two separate and specific experiences.
The first occurred during (or rather, immediately after) my coverage of the Carnival Against the Arms Trade in Brighton, back in June this year (see this post).
At the end of the protest/demo I found myself at a sort of club or social centre frequented by activist types where some of the locals were desperate for photos to send out straight away to the media, press agencies and suchlike.
Well, me being on hand I was asked if I’d mind any of the pics I’d shot being used.
Stupid question. Of course not. That’s what I was there for.
But we then ran into a huge problem. I shoot in RAW only. And their set-up wasn’t geared up to process RAW files. And even if I’d processed the shots in-camera into JPEGs they had no means readily available to transfer them to their computers. Nope… not even a card reader!
Well, after a lot of messing around, and downloading/installing some software, and me madly dashing out to get a USB card reader from the local Maplins I eventually managed to get some pics sorted that they could use.
But alas, too late. Another photojournalist-type had pipped me at the post. Dammit!
Realistically of course, being that it was a one-day event I probably wouldn’t have taken a laptop (along with all necessary gubbins) anyway… assuming I’d had one.
What the incident did cause me to do though was make damn sure I always carry, at the very least, a card reader with my photo kit.
Nothing like closing the stable door after the horse has bolted!
The next experience was at the recent Climate Camp (this post refers), which lasted for about a week and was exactly the sort of event at which I should have been kitted up.
But oh no, not me! I’d relied on the good offices of a mate who’d said he’d bring his laptop.
Problem was, there were three of us photojourno-types wanting to use it… and yep, you’ve guessed it… almost always at the same time.
And the other problem was internet access. The Camp’s internet link didn’t get up and running either as quickly or as smoothly as we’d anticipated. Ending up with mate eventually having to journey into the local shopping centre and buy one of those web’n'walk dongle thingies that enable mobile access to the internet.
Top marks and full credit to mate for doing so, but it proved to be painfully slow uploading pics etc, and of course it didn’t resolve the “three users bottleneck” issue.
It was the guilt that did it for me. Guilt at having relied upon someone else (nothwithstanding their kindness and generosity) for providing a facility that I should have been equipped with anyway.
Well, now I am! Laptop, plus one of those web’n'walk dongle thingies. Ye gods. I’m actually beginning to feel like a proper photojournalist. Its quite worrying really.
Anyway. Before acquiring this nifty bit of kit I’d already pretty much spec’d it to myself…
It had to be lightweight. I’m already carting around more than enough weight as it is (what with my stupid two cameras and associated accessories) and really don’t need to stuff another weighty lump into the backpack.
It had to be fast. Loadsa RAM and a reasonably fast processor to cope with doing stuff with RAW files using Lightroom.
Had to be wifi-enabled (of course), and ideally running XP.
Hmm… p’raps I need to explain that last.
The obvious thing to go for (and much favoured amongst pro photographers) would be a Mac. Thing is, I have issues of long standing with Apple and thus on principle won’t get any of their gear. Stupid I know, but that’s the way it is.
And whilst I’d briefly considered Linux I had reservations about its handling the sort of work I’d want to throw at it (reinforced by a bit of research I’d done) plus Linux can sometimes be a bit of a pig when it comes to communications-type stuff (i.e., connecting to an internet access point). Which would rather defeat the whole object of the exercise… no point carting a laptop around if you can’t upload stuff etc straight away.
So really XP was the only viable option (didn’t fancy Vista after all I’d heard about it).
To proceed then… it had to have a reasonable size screen. Didn’t need something huge like I have on my “PC replacement” laptop, but neither did I want a dinky 12″ (or less) screen along the lines of what I’d seen on a rather super little notepad. My concern was that such a small screen size could make photo editing/processing a tad onerous (especially with my eyesight!).
Didn’t need a huge hard drive… I favour the external USB-powered portable hard drives for data storage etc… and I’ve already got a few of those knocking around somewhere.
And a useful battery life.
So, that was the spec. And I… um… nearly got close to matching it.
What I’ve actually ended up with is a really cool-looking bit of kit (its shiny black with a sort of cherry-red handrest and gorgeous blue lights!) that’s… er… bent the spec a bit.
Well, the screen size is ok. And the hard drive isn’t too big (160Gb). And its not that much heavier than what I’d planned for (just over 2kg). But it is wifi-enabled (”They all are nowadays” did I hear someone say?).
But hey, its got a huge amount of RAM (4Gb) and reasonably fast (two point something or other GHz) dual processors.
Works a treat. Its great. Mind you, I haven’t yet tried carrying it around with me (along with all the other kit). Still, deal with that when I come to it.
Oh… I nearly forgot to mention… its um… running… er… [hush!] Vista.
Oops.
In fairness I have to say that so far my experience with it has been pretty good. I’ve already tinkered around with it a fair bit (as geek types tend to do) and I’ve not yet encountered any of the slowness or “hangs” that rumour had me believe would be inevitable. And, despite what I’ve heard others say, I don’t find the interface impossibly different to that of XP (so no huge learning curve). In fact, on present showing I’m having difficulty restraining myself from remarking that this is the best MS Windows os to date (bar Win2K and NT which still outstrip everything else of course).
And (oh joy!) I’ve finally got my head around using the touchpad instead of plugging in a mouse. Now I’ve configured it how I want it… which essentially means switching off that damn irritating tap-to-click feature. Great!
However…
I’ve now discovered that all that stuff about colour calibrated monitors, “correct” colour balance and suchlike (you know, all that stuff that’s caused me so many headaches in the past) is just a load of nonsense. Utter rubbish. Sheer twaddle.
Lemme explain.
New laptop grasped in my grubby little mitts, what’s the first thing I do? Plug it in, flip up the lid, and switch it on of course. Get it fired up and start playing.
Tinker with the interface a bit. Yeah, I can handle this. Cancel that bloody tap feature on the touchpad. Good. Find Explorer and set the view to how I want it (never did like Explorer but it’ll have to do ’til I can afford to get the Vista version of my fave file organiser, “PowerDesk”… and for some bizarre reason money now seems to be really tight. Can’t imagine why!).
Rummage around in the registry a while (”Hmm, not having that starting every time I boot up” sort of thing). Connect to my router (now that was fun and games, but I sussed it eventually… all to do with tweaking some settings on the firewall I’d just installed). Update the AV proggie I’d also just installed. Run Windows update. Install a few other things. (Btw, rummaging around in the registry is not recommended unless you’re confident in what you’re doing!) Install a few more proggies. Begin to get bored.
Drum fingers on desktop. A few slurps of coffee. Bit more drumming. Randomly click a few keys and stroke the touchpad (hey, I could get quite used to that!). Definitely getting bored now.
Aha… check out Flickr. Call up the newly-installed Firefox (just like an old friend) and go to my Flickr page.
Yucch!!!
All the photos are crap! They’re ‘orrible! But after a little bit of investigating I find that so, too, are everyone else’s. Well, that’s some comfort at least.
So spend the next 45 minutes or so twiddling and tweaking the colour adjustments for the screen. Its still not quite right, but at least its a bit more acceptable now than it was straight out the box.
And, so we’re all very clear on this, by “acceptable” I mean not too dissimilar to the displays on my other machines… allowing for unavoidable hardware differences.
And note that this task did not feature as the first (or even second, or third, or…) thing I did when I opened the lid! Ponder on that.
The whole point being, how many other people would be as finicky as myself in trying to make such colour adjustments? Change the brightness a bit maybe, possibly the contrast, and maybe even the gamma, but that’d be about it. At least, that’s it for most of the people I’ve observed sitting before a new machine.
And what of all those people who never even think of adusting the screen colour, brightness etc, assuming how it looks “out the box” is how its meant to look? (Which is pretty much what I did actually!)
Another point being, I’ve now got… um… four laptops (forget the PCs, and the machines I use elsewhere) all of which render colours slightly differently or with, if you like, a different colour bias.
So which one’s right?
In the good old days when I used to be involved with the printing industry and graphics pretty much everyone worked to a set colour standard (the generally used one being the Pantone system). You could quote a Pantone number (which referred to a specific and unique colour or shade) and pretty much guarantee that, regardless of the processes involved, the printing machine used, the brand of ink used etc, that colour could be reproduced identically from one print run to another, from one printing house to another. (Assuming the colour of the substrate was the same of course.)
It could be consistently reproduced by the use of what were called “spot” colours, or it could be used as a standard by which the product of colour process printing could be accurately measured.
And of course all graphics-type people always had on hand a Pantone colour book (”book” is a bit of a misleading term really. It was actually a thick wodge of colour swatches that had to be replaced fairly frequently cos of colour fade) as part of their standard equipment.
And I’m guessing that sort of standard and consistency still applies if one’s photos are to be actually printed in hardcopy form.
But what of web usage? Far as I can see if the web is the intended final form of presentation for one’s pics then all such standards fly completely out the window.
This is a problem I spent ages tussling with not so very long ago, with the output of the GX20. And I’m reminded of a phrase I read when, in the course of tussling with that problem, I started reading a helluva lot about RAW files and how they’re processed…
“Generally, there is no one single “correct” interpretation of a given raw format. Vendors make a relatively subjective determination of what the best “look” is, and then adjust their converter to produce that result.”
Whilst that refers to the interpretation of a RAW format, I’m beginning to suspect it can equally as well be applied to the notion of “correct colour”.
Consider this…
You can photograph a particular scene in, say, the brightness of the midday sun. Then exactly the same scene in the early morning. And in the evening. On an overcast day. On a rainy day. On a day when the sky’s laden with snow. And so on. Even just hours apart on the same day. And each one of those photographs will show (very often quite markedly) different colours. We all know this, don’t we?
So which one’s “right”?
Remembering that I’m talking exclusively about web usage here, we can then add to this mix the fact that we can’t know what screen a given person’s going to see our pics with, or how carefully they’ve adjusted the colours, brightness, contrast etc… if at all!
And two supposedly “correctly” adjusted screens from different manufacturers may well render colours significantly differently.
So what, if anything, can we do to introduce some degree of consistency into this? Some way of ensuring that the way I see a particular image in terms of its colours, brightness etc will also be seen by someone else, using a different screen.
Perhaps that’s an impossible requirement. I don’t know. I wish I did. And no doubt I will periodically revisit this dilemma (as I’ve already done) many times in the future.
But until I learn of a way of satisfactorily resolving it, all talk of colour accuracy and worrying about consistent colour reproduction on the web is, far as I’m concerned, a load of nonsense!
The problem with photography
September 20, 2008
One of the problems with this whole photography caper is that once I start clicking the shutter I find it difficult to stop.
Classic example occurred this morning.
There was I sat quietly minding my own business doing stuff on the computer when I happened to glance up. And attention was attracted to the sunlight shining on the spines of a coupla books.
“Hmm”, thinks I, “that might make an interesting shot. Evocative, sort of”. So out comes the camera.
Fatal! Next thing I know I’m wandering all over the house hunting down the glints of sunlight… and the shadows caused thereby.
Loads of pics… but only a handful worth keeping. Didn’t find that out though till after I’d transferred them to the computer and imported into Lightroom. So I have to ask myself, was all that time and effort worth the result of adding yet another four or five meaningless (and not very good) shots to my growing collection?
Y’see, that’s one of the problems I’ve found with photography… its addictive!
A grey day
September 19, 2008
Wednesday. Grey day. Spent ages wandering around town asking the same lot of questions in numerous shops of the same type for a certain sort of gadget… which may or may not feature in a future post! [grin]
Still Wednesday. Still a grey day. The Bear. Recovering from my prolonged trek around town. Other folk must’ve been a bit depressed by the grey day as well for the pub was practically deserted. So mate and I find ourselves having a bit of a play with the cameras (surprise surprise).
I really wish we hadn’t bothered!
Could either of us take a decent shot? Could we hell! Couldn’t get the exposure right. Couldn’t get the focus right. Couldn’t get anything right. Absolutely nothing seemed to be working right. Depressing simply wasn’t the word. In fact, so bad was it that we both began to suspect that for some bizarre reason our cameras were malfunctioning.
Once I’d got back home and dumped everything onto the computer I did manage to salvage a few shots, but generally it was all pretty disappointing.
However, so disheartening was this little episode that we decided, once mate had finished work, to have a wander outside somewhere and take some photos. Anywhere. Any photos. Just somewhere outside in the daylight where we could prove to ourselves that both our cameras weren’t actually a write-off.
So we ventured into an area just east of the actual town centre previously little-explored by us. Known locally as Russell Park on account of the park named… er… Russell Park that sits between it and Bedford’s Embankment.
And though the lighting wasn’t brilliant we did manage to satisfy ourselves that the cameras were actually working properly. Huge sighs of relief.
But still, in all sorts of ways, a very grey day.



























