Earlier this year, I was fortunately enough to spend some time in Mallorca. Each morning I arose well before dawn to seek out new places to shoot.
On this day, I headed south to a place called Can Picafort. On the beach, there are several installations of sculptures by Joan Bennàssar.
I found an interesting selection of sculptures towards the southern end of the town, close to the main beach. This image is looking north towards Alcudia, as the sun rose in the east, to my right.
Decided to try a new project based around London scenery as I do not currently have much opportunity to get out of town very often. Last Saturday evening, I found a wonderful, elevated platform that I had almost completely to myself for a couple of hours at the end of the day.
The scene above was of a tall shop that Tower Bridge opened up for. It came through, did the U-turn shown in this image and then sailed back down river towards the Channel, or is it North Sea?
The reason the boat in this shot looks a little like a toy is because I was using a tilt-shift lens.
Last morning in Devon for a while and the weather was meant to be bad. As I drove towards Dartmoor the fog was think and almost impenetrable. I ended up getting lost on the moors after taking a wrong turn. However, once back on track, the fog gave way to clear skies around Haytor.
Leaving the car in the nearby car park, situated a short walk from Haytor,. The imposing granite stack was covered in lichens and mosses, holding an imposing position over Dartmoor. Apparently, these rocky granite outcrops, or tors, were formed over 280 million years ago.
Hopes Nose, situated close to Torquay on the southern coastline of Devon, was not somewhere I had been before. Fortunately, the light was decent and the tide was compliant, albeit somewhat frisky. From the water’s edge, Ore Stone island is visible below the rising sun. My daughter joined me on location for this shoot. It was a treat to share such a lovely view with her.
I was recently back down in Devon and took this opportunity to do a few early morning shoots of new places.
This one is of Daymark, in Kingswear Devon, which was built in 1864 by the Dartmouth Harbour Commissioners. It is a hollow, octagonal tower, 24m tall, constructed of limestone. It was built as a guide to mariners to the position of the harbour entrance and is visible for many miles out to sea.
This weekend was my first chance in a while to venture out with the camera. I had fairy poor luck with the light, After a stunning afternoon, the moment I arrived at my first London location, the light turned very flat and the scenery became very uninspiring. I used the opportunity to scout out locations for future moments, when the light was better.
I decided to wonder along the Thames and shoot the Millennium Wheel around sunset. However, I spotted this attraction on the banks of the river, close to the Wheel. It was the juxtaposition of the red in the Union Flag against the warm dusk sky that grabbed my attention, along with the big top circus feel of the blue and white striped arms.
On the road back to Glasgow at the end of the week in the Outer Hebrides, I stopped at Etive Mor waterfall. I know this shot has been done to death and there were several photographers buzzing around the scene when I got there. However, with the light being behind the mountain and using a couple of ND grad filters, I managed to grab an interesting shot of the mountain, with the movement in the foreground water and clouds in the sky adding drama to the scene.
What do you think?
Once back on the mainland in Ullapool in Scotland and I decided to visit the local light house I had spotted on the way out and back from the Outer Hebrides. I found a good location overlooking Rhue Lighthouse but I was being heavily buffeted by the wind, which was far stronger than the waves in the image show. However, after about half an hour of opalescent skies, the clouds parted and the shaft of light caught the beach in the foreground and struck the light house perfectly beyond it.
I ended up having to drive pretty hard to make up for the time I spend fiddling around to get this shot, to make my flight that evening in Glasgow. however, it was definitely worth it.
This was the road to nowhere I found whilst walking around the hills of Harris. It was close to a tiny enclave called Meavaig, on the way back from Hushinish. This was the last of the sun for a few days, which was a shame as the island looked incredible under blue skies and fluffy white clouds.
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