Category Archives: rural

Preparing for take off…

Monarch 3monarch 1 monarch 2

Sometimes you get to witness something special.

A monarch drying out its new wings and preparing for flight. Some, I understand, fly thousands of kilometres from North America to Mexico and back, while our New Zealand ones prefer to stay home!

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It’s a new day…

same road new view

 

“Don’t you get bored photographing the same thing?” It was a question I was asked today. And I smiled. Yes, it is the same road that I travel almost every week, backward and forward. A road I know every well now. Travelling the same road along the coast for nearly an hour each way. But bored?…No! Every moment offers a new photo opportunity…different light, different weather, different time of day, different season, different focus, different mental state, different camera lens and settings…so many variables…so many opportunities to get that one image that is the elusive “one”.

So, yes, it may be the same old road. But for a million other reasons, it’s a new day…and a new photo.

That’s our role, isn’t it as artists…to look at the same old thing as if we are looking at it for the first time?


where have all the sheep gone?

sheep in field

 

When I was growing up here in provincial New Zealand, it was all about sheep. There were apparently 60 million sheep and only 3 million of us people…a fact all children seemed to know. You couldn’t go anywhere without seeing sheep on the landscape. Now, apart from the odd lifestyle block with a couple of lambs, the rural scene is almost deserted of sheep. The vista of farmland now is entirely dominated by intensive dairy farming. But I did spot this little woolly scene while travelling recently. A sign of times gone by and I wondered as I took the photo… where did all the sheep, with their economic promises of wool and meat, (and not too forget their insanely cute little lambs) go?


The last of the golden fields…

wellington route

I have been doing a bit of travelling recently.  This region is usually very green, but now, at the very end of a long dry summer, is now golden and dry. The mountain range in the distance is almost blue in contrast. A perfect combination I think.


Bridging the gap on the east side…

steel railway bridge

I have been travelling recently to the other side of my fair country. To a place I had only been to once many years ago, a place where the sand is pale and golden not black, a place I had only been to in a very different lifetime.

I saw many abandoned railway bridges on my journey. They are no longer used to carry people or cargo around the towns but they have an inherent beauty, individuality and structural elegance that remains to this day. Maybe they will be returned to their former glory  or possibly transformed into a highlight of scenic walking and cycling route…who knows? For now they sit slowly deteriorating in the landscape.

All I know is that I like them and think this one is very beautiful. I hope you do too.


The End…

end

The End of the year.

December already….for me that also means time to reflect on the year past, its good and bad experiences, the moments and highlights, the joys and yes, the painful and sad parts, even the regrets. The things I hoped to do but didn’t, the lessons learnt. It is also a time to look forward, toward the next year, and onto the next journey. Who knows what the next year will hold – What dreams may come true, or what opportunities may arise?

The End of the year. Today’s letter E. But with an end comes a new year. A new road to travel. Some lead to a beach, like this one.


lessons from the trees…

Wanganui Sept 2013 161

Sometimes you get unexpected surprises in your photography. In life, also. We must always be open to the joy (and sometimes shock) that can accompany surprises. In photography it means being open to taking chances on shots that might or might not work as we expect or hope. In life it means not being too rigid in our plans and ideas, not being too set in our ways, never saying “never”…We have to leave space in our life to be surprised, to expect the unexpected, to invite a little chaos, uncertainty and unpredictability in…because it feeds our fire.


Rain in the hills…

Wanganui Sept 2013 176

Rain in the hills. Then.

It is raining again now too.

 

 

 

 

 

 


On twilights eve…

coast

When the sun sets every single day over the sea, it isn’t hard to get a really lovely sunset moment. But this image, in its pure simplicity is one of my recent favourites. It’s a little reminder that sometimes you can say more with less.


Taking chances on the edge of nightfall…

dusk cemetery

This image is taken at the edge of a cemetery, near the sea, just at that point in time when a sunset turns to night-time. The last photo of the day – taken with an expectation that I would quite possibly have to delete it as “too dark/too blurry”, but found instead that I loved its eerie and spooky feel and the sense of drama about it.  It just goes to show, again (I know!), that sometimes just taking that image and not thinking too much about whether it is or isn’t “worth it”, can sometimes be the surprise image of the day.

 

 


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