I tried for many hours to capture this: “…[C]onsciousness flowed through and around her and into the darkness. She glimpsed the place dimly before her mind blanked itself away from the terror. Without knowing why, her whole being trembled at what she had seen—a region where a wind blew and sparks glared, where rings of …
Author Archives: James Cockroft
365.149 drive-by selbsporträt
I snuck out of work a bit early today (actually, there was no need to sneak, and I didn’t particularly, as there were few people left by the time I left), and the early-afternoon light looked just about perfect for some high-contrast street shooting. But, being that I work in an anonymous office park in …
365.148 if I could paint like this, I’d…
if I could paint like this, I’d… well, I’d just… I mean I’d… but I can’t, so I use a camera instead. Fairly heavy on the post today, James… But I like it, so groovy. I didn’t leave Aperture, but I did pull out some of it’s hidden manipulation features… still nothing you couldn’t do …
365.147 Abstraktes Bild
I’d like to have a better title for this—something about the dark and scary forest in which live all manner of unicorns and rainbows and fluffy bunnies and whatnot, perhaps—but I couldn’t really come up with anything, and I have very little to say about it at all, other than ‘here it is!’ D7000. LensBaby …
365.146 something descending the something, or moving through, or flowing after, or…
I had a hard time arriving at a 365 shot today… over 100 pictures made, 50 deleted before reaching the computer even, and the rest a big bunch of meh. I’d still be shooting, but it’s dinner time and I can’t stare at screens any more today, so this will have to do. I think …
365.145 Water of Life
“He tried to focus on her, but past and future were merging into the present, blurring her image. He saw her in countless ways and positions and settings.” Not much to say about this one… I read that passage last night, dogeared the page, came home from work today and made this picture. Does this …
365.144 a ceremony
“Paul felt the diminishment of his self as he advanced into the center of the circle. It was as though he lost a fragment of himself and sought it here.” After numerous failed attempts to capture the morning light in the way that I wanted, I strapped on the EL Nikkor and returned to my …
