A heavy wind this morning made me realise that there wouldn’t be many autumn leaves around soon, so I made a dash for the nearest park.
Have done a little post-processing to give it a slightly dreamy look.
A heavy wind this morning made me realise that there wouldn’t be many autumn leaves around soon, so I made a dash for the nearest park.
Have done a little post-processing to give it a slightly dreamy look.
Thanks to pareerica for the texture.
And now for something completely different…
I thought I would try a technique blending a rather ordinary photo I took of a Gerbera with a texture, and then adding a “grunge” frame.
Here’s the original.


The autumn sun bathed the bridge in a warm, soft light.
There were some strong silhouettes as the sun went down.
The crane and masts caught my eye, nestling under the Forth road bridge.
I’ve used high dynamic range (HDR) techniques here, with 3 exposures, 2 stops apart, in order to capture the sky detail, then converted to black and white.

I took this photo while on holiday in Northumbria, which has one of the most unspoilt coastlines in England. The light flitting across the grass cast wonderful shadows.

From the web site:-
Photography is under attack. Across the country it that seems anyone with a camera is being targeted as a potential terrorist, whether amateur or professional, whether landscape, architectural or street photographer.
Not only is it corrosive of press freedom but creation of the collective visual history of our country is extinguished by anti-terrorist legislation designed to protect the heritage it prevents us recording.
This campaign is for everyone who values visual imagery, not just photographers.
We must work together now to stop this before photography becomes a part of history rather than a way of recording it.
The site has some useful information for photographers about your rights, and a useful print-out-and-keep bust card with a summary on, so you can be sure where you stand if stopped by the police.

While everyone else was striding around the Turbine Hall, he waited.