The joy of one-touch zoom lenses. Photojournalism as art. Luckily Road & Track magazine would publish photos like this (not this one as Mass didn't finish well) in what I call the Golden Age of F1 photography at the end of an era where you could get close to the car while they were racing. Two-touch zooms cannot do what a one-touch zoom can do.
Artificial sweetener, melted and spread on a microscope slide and allowed to crystallise slowly by cooling on a copper block. Photographed in polarised light on my 1970 Leitz Orthoplan microscope
Artificial sweetener, melted and spread on a microscope slide and allowed to crystallise slowly by cooling on a copper block. Photographed in polarised light on my 1970 Leitz Orthoplan microscope
Artificial sweetener, melted and spread on a microscope slide and allowed to crystallise slowly by cooling on a copper block. Photographed in polarised light on my 1970 Leitz Orthoplan microscope
I purchased my first camera 8 years ago. I immediately became absorbed in creating images.
The enjoyment and reward I gain from this are immeasurable.
I turned professional in 2015
My Images portray a personal vision, covering numerous subjects such as landscapes, cityscapes, architecture, wildlife and much more both in colour and monochrome.
I love night time photography and am always amazed at what the camera can capture in low light conditions.
I travel worldwide taking photographs.
I have always imagined a photograph to be like a jigsaw puzzle, you have to find the various pieces that fit together to create something visually pleasing. R
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent.
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