Sunday, 2 May 2021

Blue Skies and colour within the landscape: Discovering the joys of spring time.

It does not seem like “five minutes ago” since we were in the midst of winter time, cold, frost and ice was marking the landscapes and the landscape around us looked bare - now though that is incredibly different as we have now entered the springtime, I say “entered the springtime” but that happened a number of weeks ago, last month to be precise in March. Yes I really did love capturing the winter scenes as the world was in it’s deep sleep of hibernation, and prior to that the closing chapter of autumn 2020 bought a closing chapter to the amazing theatrical show of seasons, those glorious autumnal scenes, gone but not forgotten; instead they were hiding away in that deep sleep ready to re-awaken for spring.

Spring though has a certain charm to it, a charm like autumn does and whilst the autumn time of 2020 bought with it a fantastic finale of colour which was symphonic, I dare say that so far this spring has also bought with it a symphonic awakening of colour with it, something which I have been incredibly thankful for, just seeing the world and nature awakening again is something to behold. Plants beginning to burst and the skies constantly changing. Of course though it goes without saying that so far spring has been rather strange.

Yes springtime this year (2021) bought some surprises as well as contrasts with it. On the one hand the awakening of life brought along a display of colours with it, from glorious daffodils and crocuses in church yards, to snow in early April. But let's go back to March, the first month of proper awakening after what has been a strange winter time due to restrictions and nonsensical measures against what is now an endemic virus that will never be truly eradicated. (Other viruses are endemic and can/have never been or will be eradicated). 


The month of March was one that I was thankful to see, and after the winter it was a welcome sight, a certain magic and celebration it brought along with it, walks through the woodlands and local parks meant for some interesting scenes to be captured, flowers that had woken up after being asleep throughout the winter, was the first thing that I noticed and they were the perfect tonic after the cold bitterness of winter 2020. Small but perfectly formed they were just telling me that things are going to get better, it is not a question of things getting better now but as time progresses and restrictions are eased over the next few months. A signal perhaps that maybe photography is also the perfect tonic and escapism from the virus that is the media, that gaslights us on a daily basis, and when you switch off the news you escape into some form of utopia. Okay so utopia is what the individual makes it and making your own utopia is the best thing possible especially when government scientists are peddling doom and gloom.


“If there is one thing that these doom and gloom merchant scientists (academics) should be doing it is to go back to their rightful academic institutions and not keep grabbing five minutes of fame every minute with nonsensical views and opinions that only end up stressing people out”.


Back to the first month of spring, and it was a month of noticeable changes, goodbye was said to the winter and something magical began to happen, that magic changed in the landscape and this year - like last year it was noticeable, too often in normal pre-pandemic times we have ignored and I for one have ignored the subtle changes in the landscape, but not this time. Instead this time around with this “new normal” I have been noticing subtle things and changes that I would have ignored if we had all been living within the hypothetical rat-race that we were all stuck within during the pre-pandemic world.


The most striking thing about March though was the contrasts in colour, a slight coldness from the winter still lingered around; but the raw beauty of the month of March is what struck me - from walks amongst floral displays within local parks, to seeking out the shapes and twists along with textures of woodland walks, it is an attack on the senses and one that I have cherished an awful lot.


"Through the trees"

"Wide wood opening"

"Standing Alone"

"Lying wood waits"

"Shallow Crossing"

"Spring Reflections"

"A perfect frame"

"The smooth of the landscape"

"Dance of the tree"

"Avenue of trees"

"A mystery awaits"

"A Hidden Valley"

"What is out there?"

"Swirling skies of spring"

"Life on the water"

"Under bridge glow"

"Waterfalls exist here"

"A Canal Life" - (Black and White).

"A Canal Life" - (Colour).

"Fire in the skies"

"He was a fun-guy"

"A Nottingham Panorama"

"A splash of spring"

"A floral arc"

"Alone in purple"

"Into Blue" - (Landscape).

"Into Blue" - (Portrait).

"Art of blue" - (Landscape).

"Art of blue" - (Portrait).


Whilst the first month of spring bought with it a certain charm and quality of calming and soothing colour and an awakening in nature from a strange winter, it goes without saying that April was one of many contrasts.


“Snow in springtime? Rare it is yes - but it has happened this year and that was something magical to see”


"Snow flurries in the woods"

"The magic of snow and the woods"

Whilst April started off with some snow (yes around Easter time) and felt cold, things started to change, and whilst March had been an explosion of colours, April also had some surprises and the best surprise in April was of course a slight heatwave, rare yes, but one that bought with it a certain glorious light that just made things perfect for photography. It was on a walk through some woodlands at the beginning of April, and a freak snow shower followed subsequently by literally ten minutes after the shower that the lighting conditions began to change; the light was streaming into the woodlands and the colour was vivid.


"Shapes of the wood" - (Colour).

"Shapes of the wood" - (Black and White)

"Tree morphs"

"Light through the trees" - (Black and White).

"Light through the trees" - (Colour).

But despite things being odd, what with the Snow, April has been one of big skies, sun and contrasts within the landscape and whilst I loved the colours of autumn, the colours within the landscape during spring have been equally impressive.


"The horizon line"

"The Crossing and Drama"

"Movement of the Alport Stone"

"Earth signals" - (Landscape).

"Earth signals" - (Portrait).

"Cascades of Belper"

"Floating Islands"

"A Perfect Horseshoe"

"Transmitting"

"Looking down the edge"

"On the rocks"

"Silent stone"

"Down the valley" - (Colour).

"Down the valley" - (Black and White).

"Cloud over the edge" - (Black and White).

"Cloud over the edge" - (Colour).

"Movement over the edges"

"Face of Curbar Edge"

"On edge" - (Landscape).

"On edge" - (Portrait).

"Echoes of stars" - (Black and White).

"Echoes of stars" - (Colour). 

"Canal flight"

"Contrasts of the Cromford canal" - (Landscape).

"Contrasts of the Cromford canal" - (Portrait).

"The water turned"

"A spring sun"

"Fire dance"

"A spring journey"

"Fire within landscapes"

"How are you blue?"

"Blue says hello to you"

"Sundown on the Lock"

"A Golden Life"

"X marks the spot"

What a month April really has been and it has much like the month of March, been one of discoveries, colour and blue skies within the landscape and that has got to be one of the best things about discovering the joys of spring time. For what now will the month of May hold as we approach the summer time? Either way though the lockdown(s) that we have had over the past year have given me the opportunity to take things slower and notice these interesting and intriguing things within the landscape creating a symphony as they come alive again, after a deep sleep and provide us with hope and sanctuary as we see what else is in store for the year. 

Tuesday, 2 March 2021

February a month of many surprises.

Despite being in lockdown 3.0 the month of February has proven itself incredibly “articulate” compared to last month (January) and despite lockdown 3.0 somehow February has been a welcome bliss - gone is the depressing slowness of January, for here is a month of many contrasts that have bought a delight to my eyes, least not for my camera.

What ended in January continued into the first week or so of February and that of course was the “cold snap” which meant for some truly delightful scenes to capture. Staying local though has meant that I have not been able to travel that far, so a trip to County Durham was definitely not allowed - still I suppose that will have to wait until it is safe again. Still though I have enjoyed staying local, and despite the cold weather. Something magical was in the air, the ability for the snow to change a landscape is something that I had never really noticed before, but with life progressing at a slower pace, the end of 2020 and the beginning of 2021 has enabled me to notice just how the snow and ice have the ability to change a landscape.

"Crisp of the snow" - (Colour).

"Sanctuary in the snow"

"Crisp of the snow" - (Black and White).

"Winter ghosts"

"Hidden winter voices" - (Colour).

"In a winter spin"

"Winter contrasts"

"Hidden winter voices" - (Black and White).

"The lines of winter"

"Wide winter skies"

"The glow of winter"

"Magical dreaming tree"

"Crisp lines"

"The art of ice"

Glorious; for it really is, just how many occasions do we actually take the time to slow down and appreciate the smaller and finer things in life, if there is one thing that this pandemic has taught me, it is the following,

“Slow down and appreciate what is really going on, instead of being caught up in the rush of modern life”.

Something that as we exit lockdown and things do go back to normal again (define normal), is something that I shall be doing a lot more. Still though that ice and the snow that we had at the beginning of February really did change what is otherwise a green and lush landscape into something different and slightly more interesting.

I say “slightly more interesting” but there is something truly magical about photographing the snow as you have to put thought into what you are capturing. But stick to the rules of simplicity and you are bound to get something interesting, yes the snow does lend itself to simple photographic compositions.

But then, as February progressed, I realized the following, 

“February, a month that could be described as a perfect artist's easel that is full of inspiration, change and colour. Goodbye winter and hello spring, for the month of February is a month which before us we can see the seasonal change happening right before our eyes. That in itself is pure magic”.

And it is a month that is pure magic, it is a month of contrasts and to go from the harsh and bitter coldness of winter to spring, within the space of a week, well that says a lot of things about what the month subsequently surprised me with. After the snow came grey and drab elements to February, which remained rather brief. But on the “government allowed exercise” program a walk around Shipley Park, was on the cards, it is something of a sanctuary is Shipley Park, and throughout lockdown I have been fortunate enough to see a lot of changes within the landscape happening throughout the seasons, something which has been noticeable - however on this particular occasion; the grey and drab weather meant that I had to capture some scenes in black and white. Somehow though black and white photographs have an element of “something else” about them. Drama perhaps? Or is it the ability within a black and white photograph to capture more detail - who knows?

"The lookout"

"The approach"

"On approach to the mystical trees"

"The approach"

"Simplicity of the open"

"The lone tree"

But as I was towards the end of the walk, I started to notice something else, an abundance of snowdrops, and they signal the start of spring.

"First sign of spring" - (Black and White).

"First sign of spring" - (Colour).

Fortunately though I have actually managed to get out and about (local of course) and there is something magical about the snowdrops, a visit to a local church highlighted the beauty of the snowdrops but also the magical carpet of crocuses along with the snowdrops just about topped the month of February for me, and that in itself is something I shall never forget. Still though throughout lockdown I have managed to get some interesting photographs that I would not have got if it was not for lockdown. Strange or what?

"What is over the wall?"

"A path of snowdrops" - (Colour).

"A path of snowdrops" - (Black and White).

"Hidden Spring" - (Black and White).

"Hidden Spring" - (Colour).

"The church and the house"

"A carpet of purple"

"A carpet of snowdrops"

Okay so what with “staying at home” does mean that I like many people have not had the ability to travel very far, but the other day I did manage to have a truly glorious walk through some glorious woodland that I had previously visited last autumn, back then of course it was like a quagmire the ground was, but the colours on the leaves - well they were something else to behold.

Now after a deep sleep, nature is beginning to awake itself yet again and the woodland is coming alive again, the bluebell and wild garlic shoots are just beginning to come through the ground and reach for the sky. A truly magical scene to see and before long, leaves will be back on the trees and the woods will feel different again.

"Which way?"

"Mystery in the woods" - (Colour).

"Mystery in the woods" - (Black and White).

"That long path"

"Powerlines above us"

"The big open skies"

"Woodland lines" - (Black and White).

"Woodland lines" - (Colour).

"A place to hide" - (Black and White).

"A place to hide" - Colour).

"Voices from above" - (Colour).

"Voices from above" - (Black and White).

"Avenue of trees" - (Black and White).

"A path through here"

"Sun and power"

"Avenue of trees" - (Colour).

"A bend in the woods"

Could it be that spring is just around the corner? Well I for one think so, as this past week has been rather warm and that warm weather has been down to an event a few hundred miles south of The UK in The Canary Islands, and that is simply known as “The Calima” which is a result of the Saharan sandstorms, which when the wind blows, turns the skies on The Canary Islands, a strange yellow colour. However with warm air coming up from the southern Atlantic ocean, The Calima has done some travelling and has managed to cover Europe, that Saharan dust has also reached the shores of The UK, meaning that we have had some pretty amazing skies which have truly transformed both sunrise and sunset.

It was only yesterday evening that I managed to capture the raw beauty of this strange sky, purple it was with a solitary United Airlines 777-300ER en-route from London Heathrow to Los Angeles airport, a sight to behold, but against the backdrop of a purple sky it just summed something up, and that is what an amazing world we live on - despite its many fractures the earth always wants to please us and make us better when times are tough, just a shame that we have to spoil things as humans.

"Flight of the dreams"

But there is one thing, and that is February has been a month of many surprises, I just wonder what March will be like and how that will subsequently surprise us? Either way though, spring is around the corner and with that improvement as we look forward to a change in our lives with the easing of lockdown and the ability to travel more. Yet is there one thing that we are about to lose with the easing of lockdown? And that is an appreciation of what the months can give us, as life starts to speed up again.

Either way I think going forwards as a photographer I shall be taking things slower now, and appreciating the smaller and finer things within life. Perhaps that is the lockdown effect who knows?

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