Birmingham Photography Workshop

Last Saturday I went to my first Workshop in Birmingham, I have been kind of desperate to go to one for ages, but I am so shy that it took me a long time to find the courage to go to one.

However this one just felt so right, because it was done by Tim Cornbill,  a Photographer I got to know through Instagram and I really admire his work. He has been recently awarded with the prestigious Sony Award and specialises in Birmingham, Concrete and Sky and everything in between.

So I had the courage to book one workshop and it was absolutely brilliant, chatted straight away with the 6 other people and it was not as scary as I thought it would be and at the end of the day most of us felt the same, shy to go to a place you don't know anyone but passion for Photography it's always the best way to forget you are even shy ;)

Tim was incredible, he first spend one hour giving basic notions about composition and showed us a very inspiring video, after that we went around Birmingham  not like sheeps or Japanse tourists but like friends that were spending sometime toguether.

When the walk around was over we went to the workshop room and we exchanged social media accounts and I came home with so many shots, here are a few I like and I hope you like them too.

Thank you for reading and if you ever want to go to a workshop and shyness stop you, don't think about it, just GO!

Zoom

Zoom II

Library Of Birmingham, UK

Library Of Birmingham

The Cube

HolidayInn Express. Birmingham, UK

When England became Banyoles

I never write in my blogs, I am no good with words, because I take pictures, I feel sometimes I don't have to explain them, but as a personal journey that this is, I would like to mark a thought I had today, really stupid doh!, You see I come from a place in catalonia, a small village called Banyoles, where there is a beautiful lake and just only yesterday it revealed to me why I kept taking pictures of ferns, water plants.

I was taking pictures of my hometown. And it clicked, and I felt happy, I felt at home. I felt like I finally after 3 years taking daily pictures I found my place, and it feels good.I am not scared of repeating the same theme again and again, after all this 'hobby' is for joy, love, passion and never was meant to be for people pleasing.

I take negative comments to hearts but those shots do live in my hearts, regardless.

Always The Sun

“He stepped down, avoiding any long look at her as one avoids long looks at the sun, but seeing her as one sees the sun, without looking.” 
 

'Anna Karenina' Leo Tolstoi

Xavier & Zoe

Claire & Jon

LondOn!

Fog For Thought

 

'A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.'  

RUDYARD KIPLING - The Light That Failed.

 

English Summer

“Under the thinning fog the surf curled and creamed, almost without sound, like a thought trying to form inself on the edge of consciousness.”  

RAYMOND CHANDLER -The Big Sleep

Edge Of Consciousness

“To feel free, create a fog around yourself! And how can you do this? Be silent! When you are silent, people will not notice you much! You will be invisible, you will be inside the fog!”  

Mehmet Murat Ildan

Silence

"Heavy clouds moved from the north and were invading the top of the mountain, covering it with a light brume. It seemed to be fog, and perhaps fog was also rising from the ground, but at that altitude it was difficult to distinguish the mists that rose from below and those that come down from above."

UMBERTO ECO - The Name Of The Rose

 

“It wasn't the fog I minded, Cathleen. I really love fog.  It hides you from the world and the world from you. You feel that everything has changed, and nothing is what it seemed to be. No one can find or touch you any more.”  

Eugene O'Neill - Long Day Journey 's Into Night

Day Journey

End Of Summer

This is a little entry a homage to my beautiful daughter, pictures taken the lasts days of Summer, after she found out her exam results. Sometimes we fight, we argue a lot but there are a few precious times when we connect so deeply... The More she grows the more I treasure her personality too.

I can't write very well hence probably why I take picures, i found a way to share and express emotions I can't with words, as cheap or pretentious as it might be to quote Shakespeare night is catching up on me and I can't find right now or think of a better poem for her or to cuddle this pictures of her.

I hope you like them.I have tried to give them a continuty through colour, a way to express the end of Summer and the beginning of Autumn. 

Thank you for visiting I hope you enjoy my work.

 

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? 
Thou art more lovely and more temperate: 
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, 
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: 
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, 
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d; 
And every fair from fair sometime declines, 
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d; 
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; 
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade, 
When in eternal lines to time thou growest: 
   So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, 
   So long lives this, and this gives life to thee
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William Shakespeare