The Elf in the Windmill
In Kinderdijk, in a windmill, looking out a window at… another windmill. Or two. Here she is, no doubt making that ‘photo taking’ face. Concentration I tells ya!
In Kinderdijk, in a windmill, looking out a window at… another windmill. Or two. Here she is, no doubt making that ‘photo taking’ face. Concentration I tells ya!
Back from yet another fun packed (a little too fun packed) weekend at Charleville castle. Taken with a recently made pinhole lens (i.e. a body cap with a hole in it). I’m quite pleasantly surprised at how they came out. Wasn’t expecting such positive results. It does prove how much I need to clean my 5D’s sensor though…
About a year ago, a crowd went to Charleville castle in Tullamore. Most (or all) of them spent a great deal of time right here, on these stairs. No doubt it’ll be the same this year. Or, this weekend to be more precise. This time I’m going armed with a lot of black & white film…
More Velvia, this time from the Howth film meetup that took place a long, long time ago. Very little processing to be done on this one thankfully, just a few spots of dust and the odd tiny hair. Need a clean place to dry my negs!
Construction work at the Samuel Beckett bridge continues at the docklands. Not pictured; the fences, construction machinery and various warning signs.
After a good few hours of mad, unchecked creativity, we all needed a pint or three. Chilling out in the Ferryman after the Scott Kelby photowalk in Dublin.
The reflection (just can’t get enough of them) in an office window down around the Dublin docklands.
Possibly Julie’s first outing with the Polaroid 440 that some genius got her for her birthday. Some king among men. May all the Gods bless him, wherever he is… (also, just loving that 135 f2L)
Spotted this and amused myself with how much it looked like a status bar when viewed at the correct angle. Or… maybe not.
I’m sure this buzzer worked at some stage. Possibly for about 12 hours the day it was installed at the similarly spray painted apartment building on Windmill Lane.
Trying to drive the poor man crazy at the seemingly poor start of the Scott Kelby Photowalk. He wasn’t having any of it. Also, if you’ve never seen two dozen people photographing a tram before, I heartily recommend it. Very entertaining.
Near ‘no photograhers land’ at the back of Connolly station during the Scott Kelby Worldwide Photowalk. A lovely red freshly rained on mini.
The boss man; John taking a group shot during the Scott Kelby Worldwide photowalk earlier today in Dublin. Great event and some great organisation by John. Cheers for the day out!
Devils in the details of the doors in Dordrecht. A deliberate decision to deliver a dinging and donging depiction. No, not the start of the silly season just yet, don’t all rush out and buy brightly coloured hats and transparent ponchos. Why brightly coloured hats and transparent ponchos? Because I can clearly see your nuts.
Just down the road from Bleskensgraaf, where we spent our first few nights. Kinderdijk appears to be the place to go in Holland to see windmills. At least that’s what the car park full of coach tours, campers and cars with foreign registrations suggested. Makes a definite change from what we’d seen up till then, one or two windmills dotted around the landscape.
Taken for my sofobomo project, this is in The Burren in Co. Clare. During our weekend on the west coast, I spent a bit of time searching for the right wall, with the right patch of grass beneath it and the right patch of clouds behind it. I’m pretty happy with how this one turned out.
Shandon in Cork at the time of the blog awards earlier this year. Digging into the archives yet again and still avoiding scanning that stack of negatives slowly gathering dust.