Windows provide a handy frame for looking out, or in, or for a photographer. They also provide a warm, sunny perch for sleepy cats – these three belong to my daughter. From top to bottom – Zelda, Maisie and Daisy. That’s Daisy again, doubling up in the mirror, and my grand daughter Juniper contemplating the view from the same window.
And because the eyes are the window of the soul, here is Juniper’s bright eyed, not-so-little, baby brother, Banjo.
Getting things in focus is not the challenge it used to be, what with autofocus to save the photographer even thinking about it. Of course, there are times when the photographer and the camera don’t agree about where to focus, and that’s when “manual” comes in handy…No manual focus on the phone camera, but a tap on the screen should convince it of where you want the focus to be – unless you move it a bit…
I love the shadows we get at my daughter’s here in Canberra – the house is surrounded by trees and the sun slants in low. I’m not sure if this is in focus or not, because it’s so fuzzy and blurry anyway.
Without shadows, what would we know about light? This thought occurred to me when learning tonal drawing, in which the shadows give shape to everything. A Japanese paper lantern casts just enough light to bring form into the darkness. Morning and evening are the best time for shadows, I think. The sunlight comes at a slant, casting interesting patterns on the curtains at my windows.I chose to layer a black gridded fabric behind a white curtain, just for the way it would look with the sun behind it, along with a dream catcher and other beaded pieces. Late in the day, a peach tree embellishes the striped shadow of a Venetian blind.
Cats are notorious for their love of sunbeams, but in this case, Morgen sat beside it, in the shadows, so that she stands out against a blaze of light. You’d almost think she did it on purpose !
On certain clear sky
the late-rising sun
shines clear across
where I sleep –
the eastern window
bright on to the curtain
of the window
The shadows cast themselves
from trees and leaves
and feathers on dream-catchers –
blown by the rising wind
a morning puppet show.
The photo at the top is of those shadows, dancing on the curtain. The second pic is the feathers on a dream catcher – made for me by my son’s partner, Janina, and finally – a spectral shadow of flowers from when bright sunshine was split into its component colours by a piece of faceted glass. I think I have at least one in every window on the sunny sides of our house.
What’s your favourite subject, the one you always go back to, your photography muse? That’s the question put by the Weekly Photography Challenge this time…hmmm. What to choose?!
I could pick Juniper, my grand daughter – lots of pics of her in the past 21 months – or flowers, in and out of my garden – I’ve been taking photos of them since my dad gave me his old Kodak brownie in… well, years ago.
But I’m choosing shadows, because if anything prompts me to fetch a camera right now it’s an intriguing shadow.
I didn’t even look through many folders…
And then I had to include Juniper’s shadow as well. Late in the afternoon, the winter sun pours into their living room (if they’re lucky) and casts beautiful strong shadows. I should add that the soft drink/pop bottle in the first gallery is a detail of a pastel painting I did of a photo that I took because of the fabulous shadows one evening at Scarborough Beach, Perth, WA.
The WPC theme for the week is ‘shadowed’, which offers so many possibilities that it is difficult to choose a handful, let alone only one (not that I ever limit myself to only one…)
My son Alex and I went for a walk yesterday evening, along the recently burnt roadside to the Moyston cemetery, taking photos as we went of the lovely evening shadows spreading across the landscape. The orange glow of the sunset reflected eerily on the polished stone of some of the graves, as the lone angel stood watch on her high perch. Click on a photo to see it better…
This morning, Bryan and I went to town for a coffee (and more legitimate reasons!), and I couldn’t resist pulling out my phone to try to capture the shadows cast on the wall – the strong sunlight reflected off the window of a car parked outside.
I wrote this on the bus on my way to Ararat last weekend. It was one of those days, typical of winter in our region, in which warm sunshine came and went all day, taking turns with the clouds and a stiff, cold breeze. I didn’t take photos – I don’t think they would have worked very well through the bus window – so I’ve picked some with shadows from our Trip of a Lifetime, which was three years ago this month…
The clouds part
Paddocks glow green
Stripe across the road.
Then it’s gone again
A smudge of tree shadow
Blurs on the road.
The top pic is in Tacoma, opposite the Washington State Museum, the second in Seattle, and the last in the glorious urban forest in Portland, which adjoins the Arboretum, Japanese Garden and an amazing Rose Garden. It was on that walk that we saw our first Hummingbirds, and our first Banana Slug. The slug is much easier to photograph…