My Inspiration is and always will be the sea and the sky. They are ever-changing, forceful and constantly pose the most challenges for me in my photography journey.
This week has been all about the ‘Blue Moon’ but for me has been more about the fact that the moon is no longer in my back garden happily facing the sea and quite easy to photograph. Now it is at its best and brightest but in my front garden where street lights, house lights and car lights make it ever more tricky to photograph.
Gone now are all my go to settings of the last few months and now I start again trying to suss it all out to get even close to a semi decent photograph. Tonight I lost the will to live trying to get a sharp, detailed photograph and as the cloud was so nice I threw away the fast shutter rule and opted for a longer exposure.
Blue moon with cloud it is then.
My collection of short stories is now available on Amazon.
And, why should you care about this? Well, you shouldn’t really. Unless you like exciting and challenging stories. Or, maybe, even want to support a destitute writer, with two young girls to support.
Is that begging? I guess it is. But it’s begging whilst giving.
There are 13 tantalising short tales and a chilling excerpt from my second novel, Peripheral Vision, which I’m hoping to publish later this year.
Ten Orbits of the Sun is a collection of contemporary short stories touching on diverse subjects, from dystopian fantasy to serial dog killers. Sometimes darkly humorous, occasionally macabre, but always evocative and visceral. Ten Orbits of the Sun is brimming with concepts that are tender, heart-wrenching and challenging.
1. Classic Mercedes Requires Garage.
Wedding day jitters told from both protagonists’ point of view.
2. The Music of Butterflies.
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A few shots of the Sand, Sea and Spray urban artists in action today in Blackpool. I didn’t manage to get around it all, yet. Such massive talent and a feeling that our town is just a little bit special.
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My Muse is not a person, it is not a tangible thing. It has always without doubt been based on very deep emotion at any given time in my life and is therefore a fickle and changeable thing.
I took this photograph after I had made a decision that I was going to move to where I am now. In those early days when I look back at my photographs they were without a doubt taken from a very hopeful point of view, yet tinged with a little bit of doubt which I shouted over with.. ‘Hey, This is me, I am going it alone with my kids and we are going to be ok, we will always be ok.’
And we are.
My muse (for want of a better word) comes from within. It is born from strength, pain, happiness, loss, hope, despair, love and longing. Basically just bloody raw emotion and without that we would not have any great art, books or photographs.
That sums muse up for me and this photograph is the epitome of that because the subject, lighting and texture of it can still transport me right back to every second of that moment in time and exactly how I felt when I closed the shutter, each and every time I see it.
More entries to this photo challenge here
I went out today to try and get a shot just for this challenge. This is the one I went with from the local car show, which was so packed it was difficult to get anything other than just go for up close and personal.