Water Water Everywhere

Recently I was driving back home through South Ayrshire and was just captivated by light on water. Within the space of about two hours, I saw such a variety of colours and changing patterns that I had to stop and capture some of them.

First there was the view of Ailsa Craig. (This involved pulling over at the side of the road and clambering down a scree of stones, then climbing up on a huge rock for just the right angle.)

Even while I was standing there, the light changed every moment. The sun went behind the clouds, and then came out again, turning this...

...to this:I turned to the left and got this...

...and then to the right for this one.

The sun continued to streak across the sky as I drove, and as I neared Ayr I realised that I would be driving just past the beach at sunset. After six wrong turns (no lie), and almost going the wrong way on a one-way street, I raced across the sands to capture these:


...and then the sun started to fade completely, so I took a last shot and walked back to the car.

And then realised I'd lost my car keys in the sand.

Do you think the shots were worth it, though?



(I did find them. A good bit of searching and a ton of prayer.)

It's All About The Numbers

If you've been following me on Facebook, you will be aware that I have a new lens for my Canon camera.

For you non-photographers, that's one of those 'oh, that's nice' statements, that doesn't really mean a whole lot to you. Especially if I add that it's a Canon 50mm f1.4 prime lens - now you're really bored.

But let me educate you, not using numbers, but using pictures. My new camera (EOS 40D, in case you wanted the numbers there) has nine focus points. 'So what?' you say. Well, watch this. I focus on the book...

...or the green shirt.

The smiling face in front of me...


...or the one just behind. (It's just the one eye that does that.)

Many of you know I used to be an accountant (still am a CPA, come to think of it), so I guess it makes a little sense that the numbers mean something. But the important thing is that when you put the right lens numbers with the right camera number, you can capture beauty.

Which is what I love to do.

Reyburn Photography website launched

Reyburn Photography's new website is up! Have a look (and a listen):

http://www.reyburnphotography.co.uk/

C'est Fantastique!

Part of the beauty of living in Europe is the ease with which you can drop in to another country. My sister and I took a day trip to Paris, leaving at 7 in the morning and returning at midnight.

I find that Paris is a city in which almost everything you see is photogenic - even traffic...

.,..Rain...

...and shopping.

No matter how many times I go, I find myself fascinated with La Tour Eiffel...

...no matter where I see it...

...or from what angle.

Greetings from Paris!

The Eyes Have It

Eyes are fascinating things. As a photographer, I come very close to the eyes at times.

Sometimes they are hidden from me under long lashes...

...other times hidden by other means!

...Sometimes I get to see the lashes being created...

...other times neither eyes nor eyelashes may be seen at all.

There are crazy eyes...

...mischievous eyes...

...squinty eyes...

...curious eyes...

....and tears in the eyes...

...but there is still nothing on earth like baby eyes.

May you see beauty everywhere with your own eyes.

Karen

Like A Kid In A Candy Store

I find that when someone is visiting me, I take the time to notice things in my own city that I never really saw before. My sister came to visit from America, and we dandered the streets of Glasgow finding all sorts of interesting things, one of our favourites being a sweet shop on the West End.

It had everything we imagined a sweet shop would have (and, of course, a number of things we hadn't imagined).

Everything was beautifully wrapped...

...And even the price tags were pleasant and friendly, with little love hearts on.

There was an old fashioned gumball machine (including, I must confess, a hand-written sign explaining it didn't work, and please not to try to use it; but the sign took a quick holiday to enable the gumball machine's moment of fame in a photograph)...

...and pink stripy wallpaper.

The nicest thing about it all was that being the grown-up, responsible persons we were, my sister and I didn't have to just ooooh and aaaaaah over all the sweets...we could buy whatever we wanted.

So we did.

Enjoy life!

Karen