Here’s a picture for no other reason than because I can.

So there.

Why do a lot of photographers think anyone will be interested in a photograph of flowers? It’s a flower, what’s the big deal? I find these things interminably boring myself.

Ha! IN YOUR FACE!

See how I confound expectations by saying I don’t like pictures of flowers, then post a picture, of flowers!

It’s like that film Crash where that actor Matt Dillon plays a caring son of an invalid father, and we like him. But then, oh no! It turns out he is a horrible racist, we definately don’t like him. Then worse – he sexually assaults a woman – we hate him! Then suddenly, BAM! The storytelling confounds expectation, as Matt Dillon’s character risks his life and helps the very same woman he assualted when she is involved in a car crash, so how can he be a bad person, we should like him again surely?

No, because he’s a racist, and a disgusting pervert. I’ll shut up now.  Still at least we are treated like total morons by the writer and director.  To think they won an Oscar too,  reedickularse.

After my foray into critiquing films that have been out for ages and no-one really cars about, I’m back on safer ground posting photos. This was taken with a 50mm lens reversed onto the camera body with a reversing ring, focused manually at f/22 and shot with flash.

ooooh.

Spring has sprung, at least as far as I am concerned it has and I will entertain no further discussion on the topic. I bid adieu to the winter, and so do these flowers, daffodils, or ‘yellow ones’ as they are more accurately known.

The Daily Rage

On an unrelated note, my pal JJ has started a blog, with words and ideas and everything. You can read The Daily Rage by clicking using your mouse. This will bring his words over the internet and into your eyes. You want to.

I scanned in my 120mm film from the Holga last night, and the results were… shall we say… mixed. Hectic vignetting, and light leaks abound.

It seems the Holga can’t focus any closer than about 80 centimeters from the lens, unfortunately more than half of what I shot was closer than this, so none of them are in focus. It doesn’t help that you can’t actually see through the lens to know if the photo you are taking is in focus – it’s all guess work. So you end up with stuff like this:

Sort of nice in an abstract way, but a huge departure from the clinical accuracy of my D200, and one I think I’ll struggle to get used to. I’ll whack another roll of film in and see how it goes this time.