Some shots taken on the winter solstice 2018, Ratoath, Co. Meath. Exposure-merged HDR images, processed in split-tone.
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Minus one, plus one
There are some things we do well in Meath, and fog is one of them. I was out for a few hours earlier, and it was bloody cold. Got home, lit the fire and made a big dinner of steak and roasties and I was about to sit down and get cozy when I looked out…
Putting myself in harm’s way, for safety’s sake
Here’s a set of videos I shot recently at Irish International for the Road Safety Authority (RSA), to help raise awareness of cyclist’s safety on the road. They were published through the RSA’s social channels during National Bike Week (11th-19th June 2016). The scenes look dangerous, from the cyclist’s perspective, intentionally. These videos were shot…
Trespassing in twilight
Lately I’ve been stealing time before work to take the dogs up to the fields for a run around. Them, not me. It’s about all I can manage, being awake and walking. Running would be asking too much. The grass is long enough to lose a dog and takes a bit of effort to lift…
Private viewing
Took the dogs up for a walk in Balrath Woods a week or so ago. It was about 5pm on a Sunday afternoon and normally there’d be a good few people wandering around there. Not this time. Just Mimi, Pippa and Rosa. And me. And the trees.
Golden
Meath was looking pretty stunning this morning. I would have stayed there snapping for longer, but a curious herd of cows came to check us out and Pippa freaked and ran home.
Autumn has landed
We get a lot of fog and heavy mist out in Meath. Sometimes you can’t see 10 feet in front of you. And it can seem like the whole country is in the soup, but then you drive out of it on the approach to the M50 and it’s all clear. Here’s a few shots…
The white, white grass of home
I love living in Meath, with the countryside all around me. Yes. There are considerable advantages to living close to work, but none that outweigh the opportunity to walk five minutes from home and be completely alone with miles of empty fields to wander. I think the dogs would agree. Here’s a few shots from…
Elusive sunset
Last tuesday evening, I was sitting in the kitchen at about 9.15pm when I noticed that the garden was pink. Moving closer to the window, I could see the incredible sky that was casting the warm tones. I thought to myself what a shame it was I hadn’t gone out with my camera earlier. Then…
My lens has gotten too fat
Went out last Sunday night and took a few shots in a field on the outskirts of Ratoath village. It’s the first time I’ve tried to use my ND filters on a full-frame camera. Turns out, the angle of view through my 20mm lens is now too wide for the Cokin Series P holder and…
Out in the wild moo yonder
Off we went, quite unexpectedly on saturday evening, to see a man about a beard. My wife, who’s an artist, is doing a mural and needed a model for a ‘High-King’ character. A friend knew a farmer who fitted the long-bearded bill, so off we traipsed through endless lovely fields in the depths of Meath,…
Dancin’ in the moonlight
Another rock’n’roll saturday night – out late and ending with me stumbling around in the dark in a field in the middle of nowhere. Reminds me of the good old days 😉 These were taken at about 1am last night just outside Ratoath. They’re taken with a Canon 6D, 20mm f2.8 lens set to f7.1,…
Taking a close look at the garden
I often think that macro lenses are kinda cheating. Point them at virtually anything, and it looks great. Or maybe it’s just me. But I am a bit of a sucker for a shallow shot. (Taken with a Sigma 70-300mm macro lens on a Canon 6D)
Soft day, thank God
We had one of those Meath winter days on Sunday. The kind where you can’t see 10 feet ahead of you. Everything goes spooky, and quiet. When you wander into a field, you quickly lose touch with the modern world, and it’s like stepping back in time.
James Carr 