Monday, August 31, 2009

An Amusement (XVIX)

The picture below (all captions refer to the pictures below them, by the way) was taken by pointing the camera at the back seat of the car without looking or checking the settings, so it's wildly overexposed, but I like it anyway.

Taken (by my partner) near the entrance to the woods in Courtown, and yes, I know it's a bit of a cliche, but it's still an interesting image.

This one's for you, Stan...

All distance is relative...

Another fine day out in County Wexford...

6 comments:

Sean Jeating said...

Ah, good shots, D.E..
And one coincidence: Tonight I read two chapters of Sean McBride (A Message to the Irish People).
And isn't it strange? Sometimes I am missing so much to drive on the left hand side ...

jams o donnell said...

A nive mixed bag of photos, I love the two sings . It reminds me of the erratic distances on the signs to Millstreet from Macroom in the pre metric days.

Claudia said...

Adding to the cliché: interesting photos. Thanks!

A Doubtful Egg said...

Thanks for the comments, Sean, Jams, and Claudia. I got in from work late last night and was sorting through a whole heap of work photos when I was carried away by a flight of enthusiasm and posted these extraneous ones (most of my work photos are of stained glass, which relates to my current art work).
The photo of our dog and of the rainy street are there because I've always been interested in accidental photos i.e. photos that, by being overexposed or off-balance or out-of-focus or just plain wrong looking, evoke a mood of their own quite different from a correctly taken and "composed" picture. Whether these acheive that or not is debatable, but it's fun to try to create an "artless" photo!
The plaque is located outside Ballyfad church in North County Wexford, and I wonder what Dr. McBride made of the blatant spelling mistake.
The doll photo was taken, as noted, at the entrance to a car park in a wood in Courtown on a particularly wet and miserable day. I thought it was interesting in that it is such a visual symbolic cliche - the abandoned doll representing a loss of innocence or whatever - yet it was really there, like that, and the only contrivance was in composing the shot.
The signposts? I thought they were hilarious. I mean, couldn't the people putting up one have taken down the other? And how come Tomhaggard (any relation to H. Rider?) is suddenly further away, or closer (I don't know which sign was first)? It's a tiny place! I had no idea land in Ireland was elastic...

Stan said...

Great selection, Doubtful! I like them all. It took me a moment to notice the spelling mistake because I was so enthralled by the gravestone's colours.

A Doubtful Egg said...

To Rory,
Could you e-mail me about the photos? I'd like to have a little more information about yourself and your intentions with regard to the picture. (Also, it's not a picture of Gorey, although it's so misty that it's hard to make out. It's actually Ballycanew).