I've recently bought a reasonably wide lens and came back to the fire station. Here is my previous attempt.
Something tells me the promo in our State Cinema is a little different from the one in your town. Not sure yet? And I believe Nelson DP wins this month's "From the Sublime to the Ridiculous" Award.
The Lunar Eclipse in the NZ sky tonight. This was taken in front of our front door. I only have a 210mm zoom and this is the best I can do. I need your 500mm, JB.
PS. Check out Keith's shot!
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I've been so slack in the photography department the sun gave me a little nudge last night, at around 6:20PM. And all I did was crop the top and the bottom a wee bit.
Summer's coming, folks.
Apologies for the appalling lighting.
I'm giggling while I type these words because, for a long time, Charles was "just" my good friend Marj's best friend Rose's husband. Then a couple of years ago we stayed in the same holiday home of another potter, sans spouses, during an artists' retreat, and I spoke to "Charles the potter" for the first time.
Two weeks ago, I had to see him and photograph a series of his pots because at Re:fine, the bit exhibit I'm preparing for right now, one of my shawls will be used as a backdrop for six of his pots, and I wanted to see if I could weave something special for Charles, but as it turned out, I have two that'll work beautifully for his series. So you could say, we are collaborators now.
Sometimes I wonder why I don't make more effort to get to know husbands of my friends; if my friends are interesting people, and they are, and if they've stuck with these men for a long time, which they have, surely the blokes are worth getting to know as well?
OK, back to fringing. And Lachezar, I am finishing two pieces that look so unlike anything I've ever woven, so I'll post the pics here soon-ish.
As you can see, sun is just about going behind the mountain peek. It's 5:40PM, Yesterday.
This was taken a couple of weeks ago.
Do you know how I can tell? My nose is runny no matter what I do, and it's not just the weaving! (And here's a very special greetings to Per's mom!!)
And that would be me; itinerant because I'm not taking photos, and I'm not visiting photoblogs. Lately I've wondered if I'll ever get over the "next" hump with work, and I'm definitely not shooting pics to my satisfaction; it's amazing how much looking at all of your photos help in that respect.
The current hump is supposed to be over at the end of the month, but if not, 15 September. I'd love to have a rainy, miserable weekend with the fire roaring; we'll sit in the cosy office visiting your blogs all weekend, drinking spiked coffee or hot choc.
Snow on the mountain indicates very cold wind around here. As you can see at the golf course, we still have good warm sun light.
It was very a cold night. I couldn't sleep well for some reason. I opened the curtain and looked outside and saw the steam from a factory illuminated by the flooding lights. I set my camera on the tripod and shot several frames with long exposure setting. This is about 60sec with bulb shutter. I tried to catch the wide spread of steam. (Another shot here)
Have you noticed how books always breed to exceed the space available? We have two wall-sized bookshelves and two good-sized ones, but no matter what, we always have cardboard wine boxes on the floor, not to mention the piles in the bedroom.
I can't stand the mess but it doesn't bother Ben because he knows exactly where his books are. Alain de Botton was right, of course; I pursue order because my mind is not in order.
Again this is at Rabbit Island. I think this good looking yellow bus is a private own and not a school bus or such.
Golden light on sandy beach...
This is from an antique cabinet from China, one of many at the Red Art Gallery, Bridge Street. There used to be a strangely-modern yellow/lime green one which I used to fantasize having in my stash, wool, storage, design room, storing my cashmeres, but I haven't seen it there for a fortnight; I'm afraid to ask Jay if it's sold.
This is a small bridge over Mitai River. We have lots of seagulls there since it's so close to the bay. Today, they are resting at the top of the bridge. When I was there, water level was low because of the tide.
Duncan said it doesn't turn, so you just grab and push/pull it. As if that makes it any less interesting...
This is my mate Duncan Leask's workshop at the back of Refinery Art Space on Halifax Street. Refinery used to have a small gallery space in the front and quite big workshop spaces available for hire if you used recycled material; now it has huge gallery spaces, a bit of workshop spaces at the back, art workshops and even a garden is planned. Refinery being its name, I'm pretty confident it used to be a refinery of some sort, but I'm yet to find that one out.
Can you almost smell the oily man smell? I must admit, it was rather clean, tidy and well-organized, almost disappointingly so. Duncan said I could sit in his workshop and spend the day with a pen and a sketchbook picking up interesting shapes and forms and textures from his space; I'm looking forward to it, maybe in spring.
We had rain overnight. This one has taken earlier this month. It still looks like exactly this at outside of my window.
For tiny art lovers visiting the Red Art Gallery Morning Tea Room. And a wee bit about this saying here.
If you're dying for good coffee, but can't run off just this minute, Per of Stockholms has supplied the audio here; now if we could find a way to link the aroma, we'll be set.
Am I the only one who sees the chubby derriere swimming away from the rain clouds on the right?
This cat has been keeping us awake for the last two weeks; all day all night, except for a couple of hours in the afternoon, she's on a prow. There's a skinny gray one that keeps her company, and possibly the giant black-and-white as well, but they remain relatively quiet.
This one likes to test her lungs in front of our garage door (which is right under our bedroom), right outside our kitchen, or on our picnic table as seen here, and no high tech ear plugs can quieten her. So every night we lay awake, imagining cartoon-style revenges we could inflict on her, while about all I can do is to throw a glass full of water in the general direction, which is effective for about three minutes.
I am not a cat person; I am a dog person.
Update: late last night, Ben found this one digging the bulbs out of my garden. However, it wasn't on the prow; does this mean the romantic season is over, or was it just too cold last night?
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I heard on the radio that the Beijing Olympics starts in exactly one year from today. Best of luck to the grand city of Beijing, and to all the athletes!!
At Queen's Gardens.
I was away only 10 days, but I admit, I hadn't been to either of the Zest Cafes much since the Red Gallery Morning Room opened. So imagine my surprise last week when I ran into Zest on Church Street for a quick coffee, glanced up, and discovered that quirky Fantasmaloria shop was gone! I knew the yarn and costume shops had moved out of the premise, but I didn't expect this.
With the population increase and parking problems, some architects are advocating for 4- and 5-story buildings in the central business district of Nelson, instead of the current-norm of 2-story ones. Elsewhere, you wouldn't be surprised to see a "pencil" building go up in a space like this, but I hope not in Nelson.
The red building to the left is Stingray.
This is the picture of whole flower I posted day before yesterday. Is anyone know the name?
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Nelson sits on a fault line, so it unnerves me a bit when I see what appears to me to be unconventional (not from-the-ground-up) construction. This one appears so arbitrary it's almost comical, but I'm sure the builders know what they're doing.
It was raining raining outside and I took this close up. Well, it was couple of days ago... Today, we have another blue sky.
This one is untreated, except the inclusion of my name. And today, we start Year Two of Nelson Daily Photo. Thank you for your support and kind comments over the last year.
Yesterday, 6:45PM... Someone called an ambulance. I hope it was nothing serious. I have a B&W version here.
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