Giles Caron burst onto the scene in the sixties in an explosion of productivity. During his brief five year career, he produced over 570 stories before disappearing in Cambodia at the age of thirty. He had planned on quitting because his career arc, covering several back-to-back vicious wars, had already taken it’s toll on him. He never had the chance and on April 5, 1970, Caron went missing on Route 1 between Vietnam and Cambodia.
I normally do not shoot landscapes because I don’t care about landscapes and am horrible at creating them. Not that this is any great shot but I like this image because this particular peat bog in Connemara in western Ireland was a striking place. This was taken in late morning and the entire vista was empty and very still.
There is a dark mood in the image with the low, oppressive sky and the black waters of the bog. It was a beautiful morning there, with that threatening sky, the desolate landscape, and the still black waters.
Shot with a Nikon F5, 35-70mm Nikkor, Kodak Tri-X.
Being a huge fan of John Ford’s “The Quiet Man” since I was a kid, I could not wait to visit the village of Cong in County Mayo where they filmed much of the movie. The tiny village is dominated by tourist traps for fans of the film but off the main strip, things settle down and the quaintness of life in western Ireland takes over.
Drive about an hour north of Galway on Route 334 on the Circular Road and just enjoy the scenery.
Shot with a Nikon F5, 35-70mm Nikkor, and Kodak Tri-X 400.
This is one of those shots that when I saw the proof sheet, it was exactly how I visualized the image when i took it on the street. Film’s delayed visual response means continual surprises, good and bad, which is such a vital part of the process.
Cartier-Bresson said that his proof sheets contain such garbage that he would not show them to anyone. Ansel Adams would speak of finishing the day’s work, carrying his gear back to his car on a four hour hike, wondering if he managed to get anything.
It is an image that does not get a very big response from people that have seen it, yet it remains a favorite.
I had been walking and shooting all day when the gloomy heavy sky finally turned into a downpour. I was tired and the streets were emptying so there was less incentive for me to stay out shooting. As I headed back to my hostel, I passed this apartment on Lower Camden St., with this guy holding a pot out in the rain, trying to fill it with water.
I took their photo and we all burst out laughing. It is not a great image by any means and that day was not very productive, but I still smile when I look at this shot.
I don’t remember what her name was but these were taken in the cold of summer in Dublin. The Brazen Head pub boasts that it’s the oldest pub in Ireland, dating back to 1198.
Joyce referred to the pub in the “Eumaeus” chapter of Ulysses,
…you get a decent enough do at the Brazen Head.
The soft swirled glass of the windows in these photos had an inscription etched into it: “John Langan halted here, 7th August, 1726.” I did too, sometime in June 2008.
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