A foggy park in infrared

Fog, cold, bad light... There are good chances I will be alone in the park. I like that. Infrared might seem to be the best choice with this kind of light.

December 14, 2021

The Samsung WB35F is a noisy, low image quality, tiny sensor compact camera from years ago.

I got one for a few bucks, converted it to 720nm infrared, and I'm quite happy with the distressed rendering.

I wouldn't really use it for pretty things. But for gritty moody images, it's just perfect.

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Lost in a cursed forest

My old forest is not only golden. It is also cursed. New emotions and feelings just a couple feet away from the golden spots. Same place, different visions.

Into my darkness

From the book "Into my darkness".

A walk among the tombstones in color

An abandonned old cemetery in the moutain. Autumn colors.

I love heat. I'm never more happy than when temperature is 100. I love the sun, the sensation of heat on my skin. Maybe I should live permanently in a place like Death Valley. It's pretty boring from a photographer point of view, but at least climate is just right for me.

A walk in Full Spectrum Sepia

A couple weeks ago, I took a full spectrum modified full frame Nikon and a wide angle rectilinear lens for a walk. I shot a TIFF preset I made. No edits, no nothing. Just the photos I shot that day.

Winter is here. With the cold, first snow, and lot of ice and frost. I'm focusing here on the tiny ice crystals I can see eraly in the morning.

Morning walk in a quiet world of trees

In a world on the verge of collapse, I took the Nikon D2Xs, the Tokina 10-24 and a graduated filter for a walk.

Emulating the Tri-X

The T-max 3200 was one of my favorite film, but the TRi-X 400 always was my absolute favorite: I could shoot it from 400 to 3200 (and sometimes more) and always loved the rendering and grain quality.

An aimless walk a Sunday morning

Goethe said "The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone". I walked alone, in the hope of finding, if not beauty, something that would catch my eye. Updated from "An aimless walk a sunday morning in a dead city,"

An eerie walk, sand in the sky

Sometimes, the winds carry sand from the Sahara far away.

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