Photography again

[Chairman Bodog]

I posted my shaken dab handed shitpost in the wrong thread. It was 420 blazzitt.

I'll contribute for realness. Here's my gramp's west fence. I remember taking it because I felt the moss caving in like a virus.

[Chairman Bodog]

Massive phone cunt

[greenman]

Imgur does have an option to downsize, the 17 inch monitor option works pretty well for this forum.

[Head Gardener]

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

Sheep that

[Head Gardener]

Kingsley Park, Northampton

[Spoon of Ploff]

Kingsley Park, Northampton

You're not bringing these trolleys with you and posing them are you?
Because that would be cheating I feel.

[Head Gardener]

haha, no mate, this is Northampton, the fucking things are EVERYWHERE! you should see the ones I don't post...

[greenman]

[Endicott]

There is always one looking right at you.

[Dex Sawash]

[Spoon of Ploff]

How about a dead motorbike theme?

[Head Gardener]

I joined a photography club last night after seeing an exhibition of the members work in a local church.
The theme for the evening was On Water so I took along a few pics I'd taken on topic and after we all
sat through and critiqued around 50 members photos projected onto a wall there was a vote on fave pics.
I was proud that I came 2nd with this one I took in the nature reserve in Northampton.

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

That's a fun one

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

A couple from Dublin and surrounding area the other weekend:

[Head Gardener]

Ruby chills in the back garden, she wasn't interested in the wedding/footie

[greenman]

[greenman]

Some scanned provia slide film....

[greenman]

[Head Gardener]

mind how you go

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

Really like the top one in your last post, greenman

[Spoon of Ploff]

Anyone been to the Shape of Light exhibition at the Tate (Modern)? Was thinking of going this Sats and pretending to write insightful impressions in a little note book.

[greenman]

Really like the top one in your last post, greenman

The brick? I'v actually tried printing that one for sale, might do the bluebells but I'v already got a few similar from digital.

That kind of shot I find surprising hard, quite awhile spent roving around the woodland looking for a patch of bluebells with trees/shadows for a decent composition.

[Spoon of Ploff]

The brick? I'v actually tried printing that one for sale, might do the bluebells but I'v already got a few similar from digital.

That kind of shot I find surprising hard, quite awhile spent roving around the woodland looking for a patch of bluebells with trees/shadows for a decent composition.

And unless you know somewhere 'off the map' those bluebell woods can be crawling with photographers all of a mind to shoot the same thing. Can get ugly in there.

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

Not the brick - THAT ONE IS A LOAD OF SHIT

[greenman]

And unless you know somewhere 'off the map' those bluebell woods can be crawling with photographers all of a mind to shoot the same thing. Can get ugly in there.

That's in Standish Wood near Stroud, luckly theres no shortage of bluebell woods around here and I can be up their during working hours which cuts down on the crowds.

Its easier to shoot in some ways on overcast days  of course but I think the end result often lacks a bit of impact in smaller scale contrast and often in composition, I don't think that image would be as successful without the lines of shadow across it to give it some form and sense of distance.

[Steven]

[Spoon of Ploff]

Another green tear rolls down the whiskered cheeks of Rosie May.

[Spoon of Ploff]

would it be impertinent to ask what in the name of all that's holy is going on here?

[Steven]

would it be impertinent to ask what in the name of all that's holy is going on here?

Oh, I went for a long walk through the Cheshire countryside yesterday and wandered into a village called Soughall. I was walking along the pavement then saw that thing in the corner of my eye - froze and almost shit myself, until I turned and realised it wasn't a person but some depraved form of scarecrow, with Cliff Richard's grimacing face staring directly at me. Further along I saw many more freaky scarecrows in front gardens and outside shops - a Bad-era Michael Jackson for instance - and realised they've got some weird Scarecrow festival going on there. Nothing freaked me out quite like old 'Cliff', though.