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My new experiment, 360-degree paonoramas of Galway’s Shop Street, shot handheld with the help of Frank’s 10-22mm and then stitched together in Adobe Photoshop CS4. In chunks. On a netbook. Death of a thousand cuts.
My new experiment, 360-degree paonoramas of Galway’s Shop Street, shot handheld with the help of Frank’s 10-22mm and then stitched together in Adobe Photoshop CS4. In chunks. On a netbook. Death of a thousand cuts.
Finally I managed to capture my niece Ella as I see her – vulnerable, shy, withdrawn and freakishly adorable. Keeping Ella at the minimum focal distance of a 70-200mm in a tiny sitting room added appreciably to the challenge.
It has a whole bunch of stitching problems that I am not going to fix right now, hence its uncropped state:
After about two weeks of putting off my curiosity, I finally subjected my conversations with my wife to a word-frequency analysis, courtesy of Wordle, who produced the shiny image below. To explain the source matter: -The source was 210kb of Jabber (G-Talk) logs from May 18 2009 through to December 4 2009. In order words […]
Immediately before I left for the United States of America in mid-2007, I paid a visit to Merlin Park Castle/Doughiska Castle, which is currently located on the forested grounds of Merlin Park hospital on the outskirts of Galway City, and with the weather behind me today, I again paid another visit to the magnificent tower […]
This isn’t my usual thing, but I’ve come across a photo that I like all my processed versions of. Great. Grr. I went for a brief photowalk on the Headford Road, in the small forest behind the retail park and caught: Contrast. Feck-the-season-lets-blow-out-the-highlights contrast. Wonderful contrast. I’ll leave you with this single scene for now:
Today demanded contrast. Minight-dark blacks. Sun-bright, blown-out highlights that will leave your eyes watering. To hell with December cheer!
This, for me, became a surprisingly powerful photo. In the midst of Galway there is a building which serves many people in many roles: It is a repository for contemporary artifacts, a dormitory, an art installation, shelter, a meeting ground, a dumping ground, an eyesore, a magnetic attraction, and enthralling and repulsive. And it’s just […]
I’m keeping them coming, one by one… The derelict Esso service station on Galway’s Headford Road.
Kicked off by the 16 Favourites 2009 thread on boards.ie, I put together my favourite sixteen images of the last year. Un-surprisingly my family weighed in heavily in the running. Here’s to 2009, guys.
If I keep to the photos, people say ‘ooh, nice photo!’ and I get left like I’m feeling left out, even though I objectively know that this utterly isn’t the case. If I open my mouth and say something I feel like a pretentious prick. Art is subjective! Only you can interpret something! Everybody else’s […]
Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch. Squelch squelch. click Squelch. Therein was my evening as I visited the Friar’s Cut; the cut canal area where [[Lough Corrib]] flows into the River Corrib. The entire area is a gorgeous bogland/river delta thriving with animal and bird life; I saw several foxes and badgers in addition to a […]
I’m afraid of my coming pay day. It’ll be my first in four months. Helpless insolvency and my dependency upon the charity of others has been so much a part of my life in the last months that I am at a total loss as to what to do with an income.
Pond, it’s a pond, oh, it’s a pondddddd. A frozen pond. Ice. Solid H20. What more can you or I say? Taken just after local sunset in Menlo village, Co. Galway.
I want to do all of those wonderful metaphorical things: Fall off the edge of the Earth, crawl under a rock and fall into the sea. I just want to be done with this stupid, cheerless life.
Two months of waiting for the perfect foggy weather paid off on December 24 when I captured these shots of an amazingly cold Galway morning on the Headford Road. In processing the images, I amm torn between two different styles: A harder and colder interpretation or a warmer and far softer view of the foggy […]
As I cannot guarantee my state of sobriety, lucidity or even consciousness in the last hours of 2009, I’ll say right now that the year gone held some of the darkest – and brightest – hours of my life. I stood watch at the birth of my first son and I watched my daughter cross […]