Turn, turn, turn.

“The long exposure does something that our eyes cannot do, it can accumulate time,” says photographer Michael Kenna. I love his dreamy black-and-white landscapes, in which waters and skies appear smooth as silk. And I love the idea of capturing moments of consecutive time, stacked together in one image.

Well, I’ll need some more practice before I can create any ethereal landscapes, but in the meantime, these photos are the results of a little experimentation closer to home (at my dining room table), requiring only a decorative trinket, a slowed shutter speed, and some patience.

We’re often so concerned about sharpness in images – the crispness and clarity of frozen time – but I think there’s something so pretty and painterly about motion being rendered as soft streaks of woven light.

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In fine feather.

After no posts for nearly a week, I’m happy to bring you the results of today’s backyard photographic outing… an outing during which I contorted myself into awkward positions to capture a shot of the plumes of this ornamental grass. The conditions were made slightly more challenging because the grass was being whipped back and forth by a crisp, intermittent wind. Also because, prior to my backyard visit, I’d been hobbling around due to a pinched nerve in my lower back, which made awkward positions more difficult to get into (and out of).

No pain, no gain?

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Cheap and cheerful.

I’m steeling myself for the cold season. The leaves have parted with the trees, the wind bites, and today’s sky was a featureless mass of pale grey. But no matter: I have a new camera, and I’m going to use it.

My first practice subjects were the cats, and when they got sick of me – their tails twitching in annoyance as they slunk away from my incessant camera-pointing – I went outside. Yes, I stepped into the freezing, dull outdoors willingly. That’s how excited I am about this.

More to come in regards to my new camera adventures. For now, a little colour on this otherwise dreary day (while, undoubtedly, I prefer outdoor flora that isn’t made of plastic, sometimes one can’t be too choosy):

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