The quiet landscape

I half expect to see Sean Thornton (John Wayne) come walking down the road to commence his courtship of Mary Kate Danaher (Maureen O'Hara) in the 1952 film The Quiet Man. Later in the film Sean drags his new wife back down the road to Innisfree to her brothers farm to collect her dowry and where the final confrontation unfolds. The story goes as expected, and in the end we see the 'Duke', duking it out with the brother of the bride.

It's a little bit funny this feeling that a Black and White image now reminds me of the technicolour film above. When recalling the film, which I have only seen once, it comes back as a lusty and rich Black and White, I guess that was the strength of John and Maureen under the guiding hand of Mr John Ford.

No blows were struck on this trip to the mighty Lake St Clair unless you count those that drove the pegs that in turn secured our tent. This is such a beautiful place to visit. The lake a perfect companion and photographic subject in any weather. It's difficult to take your eyes off the lake as the light changes throughout the day creating the effect at times, that time is standing still.

Big Wednesday (at Moonee)

Jan-Michael Vincent staggers across the beach, hungover, bleary eyed, appropriates a board from from one of the local surfers. He can barely walk but once in the water he is one with the board. He stands to ride and his disorientation, his clumsy attempts to remain upright have remained on the beach. His friends watch as he carves the wave and becomes the surfer all locals respect and revere. If you're lucky there may still be a copy of this film tucked away in a dark corner in a truckstop near you.

This was quite a big day at Moonee. The wind was blowing off shore and the swell was up. Have a look in the top right corner of the first image. There is a tiny speck. Think almost bacterium sized. That's a body surfer. I didn't see a person in the water while I was shooting at the beach. I noticed the speck when I started editing the images. I nearly became a speck in the water myself at one point when a surprisingly big set roared across the rock platform.

The three images are one wave traveling by me standing on the rocks.

 

open the iPod bay doors Hal

Perhaps it's setting too high a target for comparison with that quote from that film set just 10 years ago. Drifting through space with an uncooperative computer at the helm is not a tad left of the ideal photo op. However you can't get more down to earth than your kid's first high school swimming carnival with an iPod touch burning a hole in my pocket.

I've been playing with the iPod for some time now and although it's kinda difficult to hold and the image resolution is pretty low it's a bit of fun on a warm afternoon.