Tristan23
Farkin guerilla
Well, well, well. Photo A Day IV. Categories were hard this time. I'm not stoked on these shots, but I hope they suffice...
1. Riding.
Unfortunately I don't have too many amazing MTB shots to show from recent times, but I have been shooting quite a lot of BMX. This is Joe Dodd, Leaf Cycles BMX team rider, tailwhipping 5 stairs, like it's nothing. Now, before you all complain that I have a flash in the shot, I know...I put it there myself. My only dissapointment was not being able to shoot @ f/11 or so to get a cool sparkle, rather than a mass of white. Anyway...
2. Weather.
L'Alpe D'Huez, France, in July last year. You may recognise this backdrop from a previous photo I posted. This day, the day of the Mega-Avalanche race, Nicho, Dave (Daver), and I woke at 530am to pissing rain, howling winds, and more low-cloud cover than you could poke a lens at. I walked up the mountain and sat in the mist and rain for 2 hours, until the clouds parted and the sun reared its beautiful head. And the race started. Before the riders reached me I had time to turn around and capture one of (what I think is) the coolest landscape scenes i've ever been witness to. This is the result...
3. Reflection.
Yes, cliche. No, I don't have anything more interesting. Sorry! I was in Berlin, Germany, very hungover, taking this guided tour with my friend Katie. She was in an equally as hungover state, and we couldn't hold our concentration for longer than about 5 minutes at a time. Hence the photo. I can't exactly remember what the building in her sunglasses was (maybe Binaural can correct me), but I think it may have been a town-hall of some sort...
4. Time.
These are my fathers hands. Withered by 58 years of living. My father was, is, and always will be a sailor. At 25 years of age he built himself a yacht, and a few years later met my mum and they spent two years sailing around the world. This photo (funnily enough) just reminds me of my dad. The rings, the watch, the wrinkles. He'll never know how much I respect and admire him...
5. Candid.
Many candids, in-fact! In Prague, Czech Republic, there's this big clock in the centre of town which does something special on the hour, every hour. I can't quite remember what that is (Leitch, little help?), but it seemed to draw people's attention. Either way, it's pretty elaborate, like most things in Prague. This day I walked about 20km, around the city and up to the top of the hill overlooking the city, in thongs. It was about 30 degrees the whole day, until about 45 minutes after I took this photo and a huge storm rolled through clearing everyone out. Lucky I got there in time!
Thanks for reading my life story!
Tristan.
1. Riding.
Unfortunately I don't have too many amazing MTB shots to show from recent times, but I have been shooting quite a lot of BMX. This is Joe Dodd, Leaf Cycles BMX team rider, tailwhipping 5 stairs, like it's nothing. Now, before you all complain that I have a flash in the shot, I know...I put it there myself. My only dissapointment was not being able to shoot @ f/11 or so to get a cool sparkle, rather than a mass of white. Anyway...
2. Weather.
L'Alpe D'Huez, France, in July last year. You may recognise this backdrop from a previous photo I posted. This day, the day of the Mega-Avalanche race, Nicho, Dave (Daver), and I woke at 530am to pissing rain, howling winds, and more low-cloud cover than you could poke a lens at. I walked up the mountain and sat in the mist and rain for 2 hours, until the clouds parted and the sun reared its beautiful head. And the race started. Before the riders reached me I had time to turn around and capture one of (what I think is) the coolest landscape scenes i've ever been witness to. This is the result...
3. Reflection.
Yes, cliche. No, I don't have anything more interesting. Sorry! I was in Berlin, Germany, very hungover, taking this guided tour with my friend Katie. She was in an equally as hungover state, and we couldn't hold our concentration for longer than about 5 minutes at a time. Hence the photo. I can't exactly remember what the building in her sunglasses was (maybe Binaural can correct me), but I think it may have been a town-hall of some sort...
4. Time.
These are my fathers hands. Withered by 58 years of living. My father was, is, and always will be a sailor. At 25 years of age he built himself a yacht, and a few years later met my mum and they spent two years sailing around the world. This photo (funnily enough) just reminds me of my dad. The rings, the watch, the wrinkles. He'll never know how much I respect and admire him...
5. Candid.
Many candids, in-fact! In Prague, Czech Republic, there's this big clock in the centre of town which does something special on the hour, every hour. I can't quite remember what that is (Leitch, little help?), but it seemed to draw people's attention. Either way, it's pretty elaborate, like most things in Prague. This day I walked about 20km, around the city and up to the top of the hill overlooking the city, in thongs. It was about 30 degrees the whole day, until about 45 minutes after I took this photo and a huge storm rolled through clearing everyone out. Lucky I got there in time!
Thanks for reading my life story!
Tristan.
