The old railway line linking Cork to Blackrock and onto Passage West was closed in the 1930’s. The rails of course are long gone, replaced by the noise of traffic passing on bridges overhead. One of the very few advantages of removing the rail network is we are now left with some decent walkways in the suburbs of the city. One of the better of these is what’s known as the Blackrock railway walk.
Many of the platforms and associated building still line the walkway but sadly most have now gone beyond repair, some are just single walls remaining. What decent buildings do remain have been used for commercial purposes and no longer resemble anything what they used to.
I’ve been on this walk numerous times and last weekend while walking through this tunnel section I saw it in a different light. I used to see this tunnel as nothing but a place where kids hang out, spray painting the walls, breaking bottles and generally messing up the place but this time I saw something different. In a strange way I thought it to be quite beautiful. The thought stayed with me for a few hours afterwards and I soon realised I was no longer seeing it as I always had, with a narrow minded view, but this time I was seeing it through the eyes of, dare I say it, a photographer.
As I pass by this place most days I dropping in yesterday evening just as people were heading home from work, I was on my way home from work too. The walk way was quite busy and a few minutes into snapping away an old man passed on his bike. happily, for me anyway, he took his time passing allowing me to get a few shots taken.
I didn’t get much of a chance to take out the camera this weekend but I’ve gotten into the habit of bringing it along in the car just in case. We had been out for a walk this afternoon and on getting back to the car I took out the camera bag and snapped this. I’ve found myself actively looking for simple clean images lately, I think this works, in a way.
Having got home and put it through the Photoshop machine I realised it must be the first plane I’ve seen in almost 3 months. It’s been pretty grey and cloudy all winter with little evidence that it’ll be clearing up any time soon. Ah well, I just home they’re off to somewhere sunnier than here
I passed through the historic town of Lismore in Co. Waterford today. The town has a wonderful fully preserved castle but unfortunately it’s not open to the public. While passing today I saw the gates open and decided I’d have a peek inside, I didn’t get far… Just passed the gatehouse I was duly told to be on my way.
As I was stopped in the town I thought I’d have a wander around. There’s a small cathedral at the top of the town that’s been a church since the 7th century, so I decided I’d have a wander around the grounds.
The old cobblestones were perfect for shallow depth of field shots. I set the focus to manual and set the focus as close as possible, about 1 foot. Shooting from the ground up was the best way to draw out the line of the path
I saw this guy wading through the mud recently down by Garryvoe in Cork. the tide was well out revealing all the usual goodies snapped up by these creatures.
At least all this rain of late is good for something. I’m finding photos I took years ago on a few old hard drives.
Things have been pretty busy in my world over the past 18 months and there are no prizes for guessing why after looking at this picture.
Things are finally settling into some sort of normality and sleep is no longer the hot commodity it was this time last year. When he first arrived I’d sometimes stroll around the house wondering where all his little stuff was supposed to go but it soon found a home (everywhere).
I think we’ve all settled down nicely now, he’s made himself at home…
I’ve been looking through some old images lately and came across a few I had forgotten about. I took this a few years back while walking down Mount Brandon in the beautiful Dingle Peninsula in Co.Kerry in the south west of Ireland. I used to do a lot of hill walking but having had the time lately.
Sheep in the hills of Ireland can be quite brave and think nothing of a walker strolling up to one. This guy seemed just as interested in me as I was of him. Perhaps he just thought he was going to be on a postcard.
I headed back to the Copper Coast this weekend as we were getting a lucky break in the weather. The weather forecasters have taken on an almost apologetic tone of late so once I heard we were in for a full day of sun I checked out the tide tables and planned my day.
After a few hours driving around the coast popping in and out of narrow lanes which I hoped would lead me to photographic nirvana, I ended up back on a stretch of beach just by Kilfarrasy. By that time I wasn’t able to make it very far down the beach as the tide was rushing in fast. The seas were still quite rough so I decided to head back towards the car and find a vantage point where I could snap away without fear of making the news for all the wrong reasons.
Just as I made it back to the jetty used by the local coast guard, I passed a man walking his dog in the opposite direction and out onto the beach. I was happy to have made it back in time but he was just setting out. Madness I thought, but he strolled off with a confidence that made me believe he knew what he was doing and before long he was gone from sight while I set about finding my spot away from the crashing waves.
I snapped away for a short while and my brave companion emerged from the rocks narrowly escaping the soaking of his life. He stopped and we chatted for a short while and the topic soon turned to my photography. I showed him a few shots I had just taken and happily he seemed suitably impressed. We began to talk about the area when he told me he’s been looking for a decent panoramic shot taken of the coast that he could give to his daughter, who was living just up the road, and if I would be able to take one. I said I’d never even tried to sell a photograph but before I knew it I had his number taken down and found myself commissioned.
For the next hour, as the light began to fade, I agonised over each shot. I wanted each one to be a masterpiece. I was chuffed with myself…
Here are the results, I’m putting them up here in the same way I sent the examples to give the impression of what they would look like framed. I’d love to hear your comments, good or bad, or any advice on how you would do them differently. I’m going back there next weekend an hour before high tide (9:35 am) to look around for something similar.