This needs to happen again, and it needs to happen soon. Screw you, Glasgow, and your delectable offer of naughty foods while I’m trying to shape up. *drool*
A photo taken from a few weeks back that was potentially going to be used in my 52 Weeks of Indie project, or whatever it’s called. Whenever I’m done with my tins of soup, beans etc I give them to Indie to clean with her tongue. No, she won’t cut herself. Bitch is tough.
After cleaning up a delicious plate of french toast in Tribeca, a wee wander around the west end was in order, if only to give myself the illusion I was working off the maple syrup and bacon combo I had just eaten. The west end of Glasgow is very studenty, so despite it being Friday afternoon there were a lot of people milling about; folk coming out of class, or jogging along one of the many beautiful and busy roads. I just love the west end! Also, I am digging the tilt shift against textured backgrounds. Almost as delicious as my french toast.
I don’t know why, but I took the notion to play with texture. Based on the result I probably won’t be trying again any time soon (or how about I practice more and get better? I don’t want to be as defeatist as everyone else). I took this with my Speedlite. Do I get points for using my Speedlite? I think I should. n00b!
A bitter afternoon in the West End of Glasgow, after a cheeky lunch at Tribeca and some street photography (which I’ll get to posting later, after the Frank Turner gig or possibly tomorrow). My camera and sunsets, I could not live without you.
Carolyn, my sister, was in Glasgow for meetings with factories to produce her dresses, so we caught up over some lunch at Lebowskis. This place is known for its burgers, and, well, that is what I finally had after many times eating here and opting for the salad. It was delicious, though I couldn’t finish the entire thing (maybe the black pudding sandwiched on top of the burger wasn’t the best idea), and I hated myself after it.
A couple of weekends back I traveled to my ex-hometown of Inverkip, where I photographed a young family and their newest addition. I’ve said it before, having never really been exposed to kids I feel I lack that ‘maternal’ instinct most women naturally have, but this kid made me melt when he smiled. He had the most infectious grin. And those baby Converse… Cutest. Thing. Ever.
I could never take a family into a studio and produce shots that I’m happy with. Instead I need to be able to tell them to sit their kid in the middle of the road and use the naturally, beautiful Scottish surroundings that we’re blessed with. I really enjoyed taking these photos.
I don’t even remember this weekend, it went by in a flash. I do remember getting out of bed on the Saturday and going to Glasgow’s lighthouse, thinking it would be a great spot to try out the tiltshift effect. I also remember doing some street photography on my way there, because apparently I can’t go into the city without my 135.
One thing I’ve come to notice is that for the tiltshift to have a dramatic effect, you can’t be too high, and that’s where I was initially going wrong (I still have lots of improvement to make, I know). Another thing I noticed was that I was having a great time shooting in Glasgow, lots of characters and spots capturing my attention, but the second I hit Greenock, all creativity was sucked from me. Ugh.
I set my alarm for ridiculous o’clock and was hiking up a windy hill in Glasgow by 7.30am. Okay, this is what I love about photography; it gets me out of bed! It gets me going to locations I otherwise would never give myself the time to visit, and I get to do it on my own (I am sociable, but ultimately I’m a loner). These were taken with the 45mm ƒ2.8 TS-E, which is a ‘normal’ lens with tilt and shift capabilities, so some of these shots aren’t making use of the tiltshift mechanism. The ones that do, however, need a lot of improvement.