I have always loved black and white photography. Using only shadows and lines to create depth, contrast to create structure. It’s my favourite way to see the world.
Even photos that end up being in colour: I usually shoot everything in black and white (I shoot RAW, so only the preview is black and white in reality). When I get rid of colour I can focus on composition, it makes me feel focused and able to find new angles.
Lisbon is a city that suits black and white well. It’s a city of contrast, lights and shadows, new and old.
It was also the last destination of our trips, before the world shut down.
Unfortunately we didn’t get to visit it thoroughly, the landscape of rolling hills and narrow lanes was ill suited for my then pregnant wife.
Alas! I am afraid we’ll have to go back and finish the job… 😀
You know that feeling when you set on a trip with no particular expectations? Sure, you know you’ll have a great time, but you don’t know why or what is awaiting you…
I’ve just come back from a quick trip to the west of the country, sure that I’d find myself in heavy rain most of the time, that I’d be freezing in ice-cold wind every day, but that I’d eventually be very satisfied with the places I’d visit. I was somewhat disappointed when the weather turned for the better and we even had a few sunny days (NOT true, I was not disappointed at all 🙂 ).
We began with Connemara…
Rural Ireland – Oughterard
Followed by a trip little ways up north, through Westport and all the way to Achill Island…
Keem bay – Achill island
Croagh Patrick in the distance
This doesn’t look like Ireland…
Beautiful places (and scary roads, especially the one leading to Keem Bay D: ).
But then it was time to head back down south, to visit the Cliffs of Moher and Aran Islands (well, one of them).
Watching from the sea
Waiting for the ship
Happy hooker… not the best name I’ve heard…
A brief stop in Galway to get soaked in rain and see a few oldie cars.
Evening in Galway
And five days had already gone by: already time to go back home. On the way we got to meet some fairies though…
I’m back!! BACK!! After a whole year, I’m finally back on a mountain!
Yeah, I know there are “mountains” in Ireland, but it’s definitely not the same. I mean, today I managed to hike to the Pratignano lake (Lago di Pratignano) in the province of Modena. It’s at 1,307m above sea level: not particularly high up… But it’s still more than 200m higher than Ireland’s highest mountain!!
And the weather… well, it’s absolutely impossible to compare 🙂
The valley below
Looking back towards home
To the top
Sky and sun
Who said you can’t shoot into the sun?
It didn’t feel like December at all!
On the ridge
Along the lake
Blue and ice
In the valley
Cold and wet
The way back
Briscola (the dog’s name)
Near the lake
The guide (2)
The guide (3)
Just keep walking
Great day and hike. Tip of the hat to our wonderful guides!
When your folks decide to visit you, you don’t really have a say in what happens when they are with you…
Three days in the west of Ireland, so I was – obviously – expecting rain, lots of it and I didn’t want to expose a lot of photographic equipment to the elements. That’s why I decided to travel as light as possible, but I didn’t want to sacrifice too much quality either.
To be honest, I got tired of lugging around over 3 Kg of camera+lenses and I will probably sell most of my heavy stuff soon. For this trip I went fully mirrorless: Fujifilm X-Pro1 + 18mm f/2 and the magnificent Fujifilm x100T…
On the road: Athlone
If this isn’t Ireland, I don’t know what is…
I admit I was a bit anxious at first, being used to the IQ of my Canon 5DMkII, but after seeing the results, I don’t think I’ll ever consider my D-SLR for another trip…
Some of the results follow: Ceide fields, Downpatrick head, Sligo and strandhill. I think I might be selling my canon gear soon 🙂
Near Sligo airport
Playing golf in Sligo
And I have to admit the ocean was beautiful to admire: