Empty Frames

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advertising, art, contemplative photography, Miksang, photography, street

No reason other than I like the absence of advertising..

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Blackpool, Caffe Nero, contemplative photography, lights, Lumix G2, Miksang, Panasonic lumix, photography, postaday

I saw these light fittings yesterday when, after a day of shooting dancers on Comedy Carpet and capturing the finishing touches of a new piece of urban art on a wall in a car park, I decided I deserved a brew. I ordered my cup of tea and as I sank thankfully on to the soft leatherette seating I spied these lights. I had to sort of move around a good bit and slide nearly horizontally along the seat as I tried to capture them so there wasnt too much natural light and end up overexposing the bulbs. People did exchange questioning glances but one of the benefits of getting to my age is I am past caring what people think and will do all sorts, go in places I shouldn’t, talk to all sorts and everyone and go to any lengths to get my shot of the day.

And yesterday that meant nearly lying down prostrate on the sofa in Caffe Nero.

Lower prom steps

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a northern town, abstract, beach, beaches, Blackpool, colour photography, contemplative photography, Lumix G2, Miksang, northwest, Panasonic lumix, photography, postaday, sea defences, sea wall, seaside, The Daily Post

A simple elegant design that I really love, no place better to sit in the summer with a bag of salty chips than on these steps. Maybe because they remind me of a Roman amphitheater… a place for viewing

or maybe just because I can always manage to get another shot of another unsuspecting member of the public as they sit enjoying the summer days.

And of course am partial to continuous repetitive lines and curves so must admit these steps are another of those little things that I like about Blackpool.

Contemplating light

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contemplative photography, gold, light, Miksang, Panasonic lumix, post of the day, shadow, sunlight, westcoast light

A warm autumn afternoon and the light played patterns with the shadows on my walls