Showing posts with label Woodpigeon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Woodpigeon. Show all posts

Thursday, 14 January 2010

natural History Photographs....


A question that has been going around my subconscious for some time - Just what makes a good natural history photograph? I know this is an impossible thing to answer but I feel I need to put something down to try and help me work though some ideas. The first place to start is to look at what the rules of competitions/groups say. In essence they are incredibly conservative. There seems to be some serious concerns about a 'true record' - as if there is ever any such thing when dealing with photography. A clear example of this is the recent outcry about the winner of last years Wild Life Photographer of the Year. The image must have integrity and an accuracy that few other disciplines demand. Does this make then great photographs?

I am really uncertain about this. One of the reasons is that I have a passing interest in how animals were recorded/painted before photography. The truth is not very well. Well not very well you apply the 'true record' criteria. However, when looked at as a work of art then a different criteria is applied and they become 'good'.

The two photographs on this posting are another case in point. The first, a wood pigeon in snow, has a charm to it. To me this bird appears to be enjoying the sensation of standing in falling snow. In short I am anthropomorphising the bird - I am projecting my feelings and experiences onto the bird. It is unlikely that the bird ever had any of those feelings at all and this is just a fluke of the camera shutter. The second is a composite shot of a bird feeding station. It was taken over about 20 minutes and shows the activity going. In truth, it portrays the frantic activity the birds go through just feed in the depths of the winter. However, it could never be entered to a wildlife photographic competition whereas the first one could - yet both say something about the experience of being a bird in winter



So what is the point of this rambling? I guess I am getting disillusioned with the restrictions of natural history photography - interesting these restrictions are not placed on the documentary film making world. In a recent Life episode a whole hill side was replicated in a studio to recreate the change in the seasons. A fantastic invocation of the passing season but totally false - yet it told so much more about the whole process of passage of time on the creatures on that hill than any amount of stills or 'normal' film making would have. Could it be that I am just frustrated that I cannot get my work accepted and so are striking out at the rules? I hope not but you can never totally sure on this matter.

In the end a great photograph is just that, whether it meets the rules of the game is another matter. I guess the view taken is that natural history photography is a branch of photojournalism and so should be authentic - a true record. I just don't feel that few are - when you take into account hides, cropping and the impact of the technology.

Wednesday, 16 December 2009

Young Wood Pigeon & Blackbrid...


A bit restricted at the moment as to what I can photograph so I'm having to make do with whatever flies into the garden.



Saturday, 16 May 2009

Just another day at the office


It has been a really ordinary day.  Chance to catch up a bit on processing some of my images into photographs.  As you can see it has been a mixed bunch; two bird shots in the garden and two from my visit to York last week.

Actually it was quite nice to work on something other than 'nature'.  I am hoping to get out tomorrow and pull in a few landscapes - not sure if I will succeed - lets hope.

One final thing.  May I wish the best to all my old university colleges who will be frantically working this weekend with their final submission of the year.  I wish you all well and I am sure you will be successful.  Now I am out of that I don't envy them - I really am enjoying the freedom I have - long may it last.






Friday, 3 April 2009

More tails from the river bank...

Not sure how long this has been in the river!

Went on my warbler hunt this morning - still no signs.  However, there are signs that winter is now a distant memory and that summer is on the way.  I saw my first Swallow this morning.   I always find that this is a real tonic for two reasons.    First, it is the continuing example of how powerful nature is.  Here is a small bird that has flown all the way from Africa in just a few short days.   Second, it means that the opportunity for great bird photography is increasing - it is now just over six weeks before my first bird expedition of the year to Pembrokeshire - can't wait to be reacquainted  with the puffins.



Whilst I enjoyed my walk along the river bank - the best bird I saw today was a kingfisher, as usual all you see is a iridescent flash of blue.  I spent most of the time rummaging around the scrub trying to make photographs of the ordinary.   The patterns of bark, the new growth on brambles and the like.   Whilst going through the hedge bottom I found more signs that the local sparrowhawk has been busy.  There were 3 separate sights where the hawk had plucked an unfortunate woodpigeon.  Anyway, I was trying out different techniques to capture the first signs of spring growth.  Not sure how well this has worked but you have to try.

As I write this it is a lovely sunny evening, the skies are clear and the sun is starting produce the wonderful evening light loved by landscape photographers the world over - myself included.   However, it does prove one thing.   That when I wish for some form of weather the exact opposite happens.  In truth I am not complaining.