Posted on September 21, 2018
Another image – this time in monochrome as a response to Cee’s latest Black & White Photo Challenge on the subject of ‘trees’ – from a preternaturally still and sunny day in the town of Chabanais.
Posted on September 20, 2018
Remember Cahors? Well there are still a couple of week’s worth of doors to see. The previous Cahors post (way back at the end of May, would you believe?) featured ornately carved doors, so for the sake of continuity, here’s another one:
In similar, if plainer vein:
And a few steps to add a little interest:
Here’s a rectangular door that’s been jemmied into an old arched frame:
Nothing so fancy in this example:
And finally, this is quite possibly one of the best doors in Cahors – and that’s really saying something:
Thursday Doors 20 September 2018
Posted on September 19, 2018
Capturing the detail in his old window at the Abbey of Noirlac was quite a challenge, particularly with the strong sunlight shining through the leaded glass into an otherwise very dark room.
Posted on September 18, 2018
The nearby town of Confolens abounds with photographic opportunities, especially on calm, cloudless days that produce almost flawless reflections on the River Vienne.
On the right bank of the river there are a number of these archways that provide interesting frames for the vibrant colours.
Posted on September 14, 2018
Less than a hundred years ago, the standard footwear of rural France was the wooden clog (part of our house used to be the local clogmaker’s workshop). Today, though, traditional clog-making is only seen at expositions of years gone by – as in this example, seen at the Christmas Fair in nearby Lesterps.
Posted on September 13, 2018
This is my home town. I lived there until I was 22. To be honest, it’s not the greatest place on earth and I can’t get sentimental about it.
The heart of it was ripped out many years ago to improve road access to the Mersey Tunnel and to construct a soulless shopping centre. When I was growing up, apart from bingo halls, a few insalubrious cinemas and the kind of pub where even the police needed a police escort, there was very little on offer. On the rare occasions I ‘went out’, it would be far more likely to be over to Liverpool.
I was back recently, however, and had time for a wander round downtown. The cinemas have gone but not much else has changed. This gives you a flavour:
But to finish on a positive note, there’s still a little life and colour in the old place, like this restaurant:
Thursday Doors 13 September 2018
Posted on September 12, 2018
You could argue all night about what is the photographer’s greatest friend, but I’d have to say that a red foreground object must be among the frontrunners.
Imagine how dull this picture would be without that red railing.
[Taken in Oman in about 2004 with my first ever digital camera, a plucky little Olympus 3mp compact]