Mice likes this Tuncay lady
Can’t wait to meet her. Picked up my small prints today.
And they’re rather tasty
Mice likes this Tuncay lady
Can’t wait to meet her. Picked up my small prints today.
And they’re rather tasty
This is a picture of an Oak tree which lives at the bottom of my garden.
It was taken with my telefonino (i.e. mobile) so it was a bit hit and miss.
What would Ansel have said, I wonder? Ansel? Oh, yes, I'm referring to Ansel Adams.
You’ve met Ansel Adams?
Yeah, yeah, a few times, he was a friend of my mate George who looked after me in California where I lived for a while.
OOH!
Yes, I mention him not because I’m name dropping but because of the story he told us about his famous
‘Moon over Sierra Nevada’ photograph, taken when he and Edward Weston and the whole West Coast States bunch were
rolling down to Arizona in a drunken haze. Fact was, he just took a deep breath in the dark and took a divine guess at the exposure.
Was as surprised as a moonbeam that it came out, let alone that it was to become an icon and milestone in the history of photography.
Divine guess, I like that, well done Mice.
Lovely guy, no pretentions, very kind and gentle.
Like Tony Snowdon.
What you’ve met him too?
Yeah, did all the backdrop design for him on a Isse Mayake shoot in London
Lovely guy, thoughtful, kind and patient.
Like Cartier Bresson and Buckminster Fuller.
Huh? WWahwa?
And in November, I met (after not having seen him for years), Oliviera Toscani, an old friend from those hippy days.
But hey! This is beginning to sound like name dropping and that just isn’t my style at all.
All I really want to say is that photographers are really nice, humble people.
Like me and Steve.
Oh, and modest too.
Steve's a bit of a name dropper though, between you and me!
Michael, 15th May 2010
OK, what’s this?
A truffle!
No!
Look, you’re not gonna guess, so I’ll tell you. It’s a meteorite, found on the mountain this Sunday when we trekked up Mt Amandola with our CAI group (Club Alpini Italia) and were rewarded with a the most spectacular views across the hilltop towns of Le Marche to the sea, as well as a meteorite. Isn’t that marvellous though? To find a meteorite? We climbed to about 2000m,
……….ate a banana and a packet of crisps (classic) and rested awhile on one of the peaks before climbing down slowly to the trattoria where we’d left our cars. Then a long and dozy lunch. And the day before I was at the sea spending the morning costing our June workshop with Patrizia the owner of I Cigni, . It was almost tropical in comparison.
This part of Le Marche is where the mountains pushed towards the sea millions of years ago. In fact a great part of the sea was itself thrust up trapping a species of red shrimp in what is now a glacial lake (Lago di Pilato) in the process. Red shrimps and meteorites.
So, lucky we are, to have the mountains and the sea within a short driving distance of each other.
So, here’s an idea. Spend a fantastic weekend on our workshop and spend the rest of the week touring this beautiful area; even go meteorite hunting up in the Sibillini mountains. You’ll find one, you will, with a bit of guidance.