Ahhh … cricket.
Could anything be more authentically English than scurrying about the Chilterns watching men in white smash a little red ball and then lose it in the surrounding foliage. I’m sure the rule used to be six and out.
Twice – they lost the ball twice.
Once at Ley Hill and again when I got to Chesham.
I really need faster glass if I’m going to capture all this properly but I’m quite pleased with these as first efforts – and from only about fifteen minutes at each game.
See the above image large here — and the small set from the two games is here.
My camera’s been gathering dust. Aside from looking up what chiaroscuro means – in response to a comment on flickr – I’ve had a few days lacking inspiration.
In the end it was having time to kill – and then getting rained on at Chalfont. But I did manage to whip out the camera and take some snaps. They are here, here, here and here!
They’re not classics but at least it’s blown the cobwebs off the lens.
I’ve said I’ll take some cricket pictures tomorrow. I’m hoping for better weather than they’re getting in the Test Match.
And also some inspiration.
See the above image large here.
Images of the moments of death are often iconic. Eddie Adams took one of the defining images of the twentieth century.
It’s possibly one of the most misunderstood – potentially even by the photographer himself. He thinks General Loan is a hero.
Here he talks about it.
In the summer sun Hemel Stags took on Fev Lions and a cracking game of rugby it was too – one of the best I’ve seen in the Rugby League Conference.
The home side held an 18-14 lead for most of a nip-and-tuck second half before pulling away and denying their visitors a bonus point with two late tries – a 30-14 well-earned victory for the bright yellow stags over their butcher-striped opponents.
I managed to get some nice snaps – see the collection here. And if you’re that way inclined see that nice bright image large here.
Couple of unrelated photographic surprises.
First up in the Spirit Level of the Royal Festival Hall is a small exhib by SE1 United called ‘This is Waterloo’. And very good it is too – some really strong portraits on show. See this image large here.
Secondly, I’m in the Bucks Examiner again! Or rather a pic of mine is – and on the back page too. It’s of the start of the Pednor 5.
I really am due that retrospective at the Tate now.
I’m quite a simple man. Ask anyone. “That Jon,” they’ll say, “he’s quite a simple man.” Maybe that’s why I’m ambivalent about the latest exhibition at The Photographers’ Gallery and why it’s taken me so long to get around to writing about it.
The Photographic Object is an exhibition that, I guess, it meant to make us think about what the purpose of a photograph is and to think about how ‘photography’ is created. I’ve mentioned elsewhere how a Gerhard Richter painting is more photographic than an entry for a photography prize – and Gerhard is here, albeit some more recent work splashing paint on tiny photographs. Wolfgang Tillmanns is here too, offering up large scale single colour prints. Then there are some close ups, a few artefacts and the image that’s on all the posters.
I did however enjoy the work of Alina Szapocznikow, which is basically sculpted chewing gum. It’s shot wonderfully in black and white and presented as straightforward, well-lit shots of sculpture. They are beautiful. Just don’t tell anyone that they’re gum.
But it didn’t feel that it hung together well. Maybe it needed a single voice to explore the subject rather than a few representations from so many people. Moments of inspiration are lost in the muddle.
I think I’ll go back and look over it again. It’s not bad at all. But it isn’t great. There is good stuff from Guy Tillim in the Print Sales section but that’s nothing to do with this exhibition. That said, they still do good coffee and it’s still the best place to see photography in London so get yourselves there.
Pednor is next to ‘Old Chesham’ – the bit of Chesham they film Midsomer Murders in. So the Pednor 5, a run through the Chiltern countryside on a May evening, is a picturesque experience.
Unfortunately this year’s experience was a bit overcast and chilly, so I had a go at moody black and whites rather than proper pin-sharp sports reportage. That’s what happens when your zoom is f/4.5 at its fastest.
See the full set here – the first two are in colour!
This image is large here.