As I typed the heading I wondered to whom the quote should be attributed “it’s deja vu all over again”. I discovered that it is that wonderful American philosopher, Yogi Berra. I came late to discovering YB but a good friend of mine quotes him frequently. Wikipedia has a selection of his quotes, of which my favourite is: “Always go to other people’s funerals, otherwise they won’t go to yours.”
My view of course is this one:
I took this yesterday, late in the afternoon. Now the problem with working in a study with this view before you is of course the temptation to spend more time gazing through the glazing than concentrating on the job to be done. Already this morning I have been compelled to lift my binoculars to watch three White-backed munias, a Large-billed crow, several Black kites, a selection of bulbuls and a Yellow-browed warbler. I have also scanned in vain for the cormorant that yesterday was sitting on the rocks below.
Nevertheless I do sometimes manage to do some ‘work’ and I have just finished reading “The Art of Photography” byBruce Barnbaum. One thing that struck me was his presentations in high key.
At this point there was an interruption of almost 30 minutes as a very interesting bird appeared in the garden. It is a Black-winged cuckoo-shrike and a garden tick for me 🙂
It was rapidly followed by a pair of Olive-backed pipits but they fall into the category of chooks.
Back to the high key theme. I am normally a ‘high structure, high contrast’ chap so I wondered whether I would have any real feel for the subtler approach. Here then are two of my efforts from the Borneo archive. To make it easier for myself I chose early morning, misty scenes.
And this is what I would normally have gone for.
Much darker almost silhouette in tone, with high clarity bringing out the surface of the river strongly.
If I am honest I like the first and the third but not so much the middle one. But the point was to learn and experiment a little. And as November comes to a close that is my lot. December will be a short blogging month as we head off shortly down south. Not long until Christmas now (groan).