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Who said you have to suffer for your art?

No more backpack-laden uphill hikes pre-sunrise for me. I’ve had it up to here with standing around in loch-side mud getting chewed by midges. It has finally dawned on me that I’m no longer interested in putting up with endless hours in the rain and howling winds without sleep, food, relaxation or wine in the name of landscape photography. Same goes for the effort involved in trying to keep up with the exaggerated strides of blokes 2 metres tall, each with 3 cameras, 10 lenses and 2 tripods in their backpacks, as on The Day I Landed on Mars.

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Landscape photography tours and workshops can be wonderfully inspiring thanks to the places you visit and the input and feedback provided by the workshop leader. The people you meet and exchange information, views and ideas with can also make all the difference. But do we need to experience extremes or push ourselves to physical limits in order to create interesting images? 

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These were my thoughts when I came across an “impressionist photography” workshop in Giverny arranged in summer 2019 by photography workshop leader Cheryl Hamer. It sounded just what I wanted: a peaceful rural location, a small group, no early morning rises, no long hikes to extreme locations in wild climatic conditions. Just an unexplored photographic technique for me to learn about and practise (multiple exposures with an impressionist effect). Plus I love French food, wine, the sounds of the French language, and Monet’s water lily paintings. 

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In the stunning setting of Monet’s garden at Giverny, Cheryl’s clear input and supportive feedback, both of which came in just the right doses at the right time, provided plenty of opportunities for creating images in Monet’s garden. The fact that this particular group turned out to be made up of lovely, friendly people with a sense of humour who also appreciated pain-free photography in a relaxing environment was an unexpected bonus.

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Not that I’ll be giving away my midge net, wellies or rainproofs yet though: Northern Ireland is my next stop.

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The icing on the cake

The high spot of the trip was the frozen Pericnik Waterfall. Brrrr…

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A fair bit of puffing and panting took place on the way up in the snow, but I’d do it again any day… with a lighter backpack 😜

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Medieval church at Lake Bohinj

The picturesque Church of Saint John the Baptist at Lake Bohinj.

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Evening at Lake Bohinj

Yes it’s a peaceful view, but this a popular corner at Lake Bohinj, even on cold and cloudy winter evenings. The view to my right had a dozen people or more milling around admiring the ducks. To my left, this. As I set up the shot, knees buried in the snow, I could hear people approaching behind me, making their way towards the hut and pier in this scene. Peace doesn’t last.

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Winter sunset

Even standing more or less still for a couple of hours or more in sub-zero temperatures, somehow you just don’t feel the cold.

The touch of warm colour in the sky as sunset approached probably helped.

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I went back to Bled

And once again the snow melted.

But not before I’d had the time to take this shot:

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Bubble rapt

Lucca was lovely. A short walk to our B&B around the corner from the amphitheatre and we were ready to have a wander through the town within the walls. Concerts, exhibitions, eating and drinking places galore… this tiny town seemed to have more than enough for our short stop here.

We turned another corner… bubbles everywhere.

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The pied bubble maker of Lucca was at work…

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calling the children to play…

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The next day the area was deserted and the children gone, as were the pied bubble maker and his bubbles, leaving grey sudsy slabs and greenish puddles behind.

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