Clarity isn’t everything. Freeman Patterson wrote a book once – and I forget the name of it – but it did instill the attraction of a blur into me
A different view
There must be thousands of photographs – maybe millions – of the Glasshouse Mountains. I first saw the mountains when I was a child. My Dad pointed them out as we drove north for a camping holiday at Caloundra. Later I used their unmistakable shapes to take a bearing from our boat Burramys Parvus as my husband, John, and I sailed past. I now live not too far away, so was pleased to get this different view of Mt. Beerwah from Maleny
Horse of a different colour
I love using my Nikon D800 to blur images – either by waving the camera around in some manner or using long shutter speeds while taking a shot of a moving object. I recently discovered that I can use the motion blur tool in Photoshop to create the same effect on an existing photograph, and definitely like that I have a bit more control and can be selective on what is blurred and what isn’t
Sometimes the smallest of things or ideas can make a pleasing photograph. The other day I was at a friend’s property – basically chook sitting. While my husband fed the chooks I explored along the creek that runs down from Montville and forms a waterfall and pond on the property. I was intrigued about the flow of the water, so took some photographs as a shallow layer of water flowed across the rocks. The leaves give the photo some dimension – but, basically there was not too much dimension to start with
Distant Shores was a finalist in the 2015 Beyton Award at the Rockhampton Art Gallery. Often, after time at sea, the shore seems to rock when you step on to it. I imagined that for a migrant (or boat person) to step ashore their lives had already been well and truly rocked. It is an ambigous picture – is the figure an exotic man looking to his new life with trepidation, or a women looking out to sea with longing for what she has left behind?
Paradise lost, paradise regained
This work related to the Australian Ibis in the Rockhampton Botanic Gardens. The ibis and cormorants had trashed the island In Murray Lagoon, but it still offered them shelter and safety from foxes and wild dogs. The photo won first prize for Photography and Digital Art at the Emerald Art Awards in 2011.
This is a simple enough photo – taken at night with a long exposure while moving the camera around a bit. It was taken some years ago when I was working away from home at Gladstone. I was doing a few things that I usually didn’t – staying in a motel; going out for dinner each night; and enjoying the freedom of taking night pics. Taking this one meant that I was also out in a very dark, spooky spot next to a swamp, and on my own except for a multitude of mozzies! I guess one has to take the good with the bad