Arch of stone
Graham Binns posted a photo: Three hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 271 One of the arches of the Ribblehead viaduct. I’ve been trying to find a way to shoot this viaduct for the last few months, but either I’ve been too late in the day (and the sun’s been in the wrong place) [...]
Gone fishin’
Graham Binns posted a photo: Three hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 248 Best viewed large, on black. Yet another one of the many moods of Morecambe bay. Utterly beautiful. This could be anywhere in the world; everyone that I’ve told has been surprised that this was in Morecambe.
Peace
Graham Binns posted a photo: Three hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 187 I may be an atheist, but I love this image; not for the cross, but for what it ought to represent, even though it is misused the world over.
And a star to steer her by
Graham Binns posted a photo: Three hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 167 Taken at Glasson marina.
Crushed sapphires and cotton wool
Graham Binns posted a photo: Three hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 165 This was a test shot to make sure that my lens was clean. I love the colours – unretouched – and the pattern. I could look at skies like this all day and never get bored.
Blazing fire across the night
Graham Binns posted a photo: Three hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 40 Another one of those nothing shots, purely opportunistic as I stepped out of the door to go to dinner with my father. I exposed for the contrails, which led the Nikon auto white balance and saturation algorithms to do something… interesting. [...]
Les eaux de la Lune
Graham Binns posted a photo: Three hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 26 Taken at Bull Beck, near Caton, on a bend in the Lune. I was stood at the water’s edge as I too this, having tromped through a field left insanely boggy by the floods of two weeks back. I’m starting to [...]
In Search of an ND Grad Filter
Graham Binns posted a photo: Three-hundred and sixty-odd days of 2008, day 9 The horrendous weather finally began to break up and bugger off today, much to my relief. The fields at the foot of the hill are flooded by what is still technically the river Lune, and I was trying to get a shot [...]
