#1. Intangible Possibilities & Outright Oddities
Introduction.
As each of us grow and become more experienced within our respective professions, I suspect so too are we generally pigeon-holed more tightly.
the Doctor becomes the eye surgeon,
the soldier, the sniper,
the lawyer, the litigation expert
You get the idea.
However within that niching down, there’s a good chance that the professionals interest may, behind the scenes, remain a little broader. I am perhaps best known within the photography genre for my landscapes and perhaps just edging more generally into the broader “Nature photography”
However, as someone who always has a camera on them, I find myself day to day capturing random moments, and nowhere to really share them. Some images speak for themselves, and some are just half a story, complimented with an explanation.
Very late in February, too late really, I conceived of running a blog series, possibly monthly, maybe fortnightly (we’ll see how 2021 shapes up, heh) called
“Intangible Possibilities and Outright Oddities”
in which I could share this haphazard collection.
And so, here we are.
The first in this new series.
Please see beneath images for accompanying text - if needed.
I’m quite happy for you to live with your own interpretation, to tell yourself your own story!
Image 1 “Cardening” (no, no typo)
Arriving at a dustbowl carpark in Santa Eulalia in mid-February, 2021, I watched, initially with some concern, as a man in a hat, baggy jacket and pants, walked amongst the cars and peered at them intently. Occasionally he seemed to turn somewhat randomly and kick at any of the undergrowth nearby.
“What on earth is he doing?” I wondered.
After a few moments he disappeared from sight and then returned carrying a huge roll of material - exactly as you’d buy from a haberdashery.
My curiosity increased.
Stood between two cars, he unrolled the material and flapped it about in the breeze.
Was he about to make a makeshift bed?
I was as puzzled and as curious as hades.
Then he moved to the nearest car to him, and started to cover the bonnet of the car with the material - the bonnet was facing the overgrown rocky wall. I sat there, unobserved in my own jeep and still none the wiser.
As he made to cover the boot of another car, this also facing the overgrown rocky wall, I got out of the jeep, camera in hand and walked towards him. At this point information started to collide.
I heard and saw the man with the strimming machine, cutting back the undergrowth nearby, just as Mr Baggy-Pants saw me approach and looking back to my jeep - seems I’d not been so unobserved as I thought - called across to let me know they’d be cutting back the weeds there too, shortly, and maybe it was best if I simply moved the jeep.
The cloth was a half-hearted attempt to stop stone-chippings from damaging the vehicles.
I smiled, waved, called out a “thank you” and returned to move the jeep.
I drove in the direction the man had previously disappeared to, and laughed aloud when I saw the official council car …
For whatever reason, this way of doing things - covering cars (partially, and I have to say quite ineffectively) with material - was more effective that popping out “No Parking” signs the night before.
I have learnt that whilst I often think there’s a better way of doing things, I am often wrong.
Image 2. Beware Miniature Dancing Unicorns
I’ve long loved these road signs, and whilst I snapped this shot through my windscreen it’s a definite favourite for the month.
Images 3 & 4. “Hats Off”
The “hats off” thought was a genuine one, as I had occasion to drive by this field four times in the same day, across the span of several hours, and saw this soul each time, determinedly, relentlessly turning the soil with no sign of fatigue or frustration.
I love spotting these moments, folks working the land, but as I took this shot, my eye caught the hat.
Perfect!