birds – Graeme Skinner

Switching Off

Graeme Skinner — Mon, 14 May 2012 11:41:21 +0000

I have a fairly regular morning wander routine:- phone in pocket, hat on, camera at the ready, and of course my mp3 player on the go. This morning was no different, I wandered down the lane, clambered over a gate and down the hill into a small wood, all the while accompanied by La Tarantella. It was I must admit a pleasant start, but I started to realize as I looked for the right photograph that I was feeling disconnected from the wood, something was missing. Then, as I stood a Blackbird took flight from a nearby tree giving me a bit of a start and I realized I couldn’t hear the wood like I used to. So, I took out the MP3 player, switched it off, pulled the earphones out, and listened to the sounds of the wood around me. A short distance to my right a small stream bubbled over stones and under fallen branches; birds twittered and tweeted around me; leaves rustled in the wind. Suddenly I felt connected to the land and for a while I forgot the camera and pretty much everything else.

When I returned to the real world I remembered the camera and noticed the light breaking through the cloud, and I started snapping away with the camera.

From the window…

Graeme Skinner — Thu, 17 Nov 2011 11:05:53 +0000

As I was feeling under the weather I did not get far at all, and I spent a good while watching the birds flit about outside the window, in the end I managed a couple of photographs but would have quite liked to take a few more

Flamborough Head & Bempton Cliffs

Graeme Skinner — Mon, 08 Aug 2011 08:36:26 +0000

A day out by the sea, cliffs, and one or two Gannets.

The Summoning

Graeme Skinner — Sat, 09 Jul 2011 09:13:52 +0000

Another digital piece (I’ll work with real paint soon) this one is of an old priest summoning his mob of crows for war.