A single frame, a passing train and the quiet discipline of panning. This is a look at how practice turns chance into craft.
A woman in red, a flash of drama and the kind of moment that appears for a heartbeat and then is gone forever.
One at a time – a series of posts where I will examine a single image – today it’s Woman and Child. Sunday evening, on my way back home from a shift, the light was glorious. So much so that I was compelled to get the backup kit out of the bag. That’s the thing…
One at a time — a series of posts where I’ll examine a single image. Today, it’s plant crossing. Ok, man, a pot plant crossing the road. Bit of a street photography cliché. Perhaps. But did that stop me from waddling down the footpath like Quasimodo in search of Esmeralda, with my eye clamped to…