The picturesque Church of Saint John the Baptist at Lake Bohinj.
After the day’s walkabout, a stroll around the tower area in the evening was the most likely choice, even if it meant coping with crowds. But as it turned out, not noticing them was easier than I’d hoped.
Instead of cooling off in the shade, we went trudging around in the afternoon heat. No wonder shuttered windows look so appealing in the summer sun.
in yer mooth she staps a leid
naebody kens, in yer hert a stane
Architectural photography’s not really my thing – in more suitable hands I’m sure much could be done with the play of light and shade on the structure of the bridge itself. But Edinburgh’s Forth Rail Bridge is so eye-catching that’s it difficult to avoid trying a shot or two. Not calling it iconic – that is such an over-used word nowadays.
An insider’s view 😉
A few hours around Oslo’s parks and waterfront and you find yourself surrounded by sculptures of women, sitting, standing, often with babies, often naked.
New to me was She Lies, a glass and steel iceberg-looking sculpture afloat in the fiord on the Oslo waterfront near the Opera House. This time a sculpture created by a woman, Monica Bonvicini.
I wonder if there are, somewhere in this city, sculptures of women and men pushing prams.
The old wooden bridge sits behind the newer one. It is no longer used for its intended purpose but is now home to a few plants and the occasional tree. From this perspective, from the lakeshore below, the two bridges appear to blend together.
The old, as reflected in the new.
Spotted on a recent walkabout in Glasgow.
A shot taken at the MAXXI in Rome a few years ago… and wilfully subjected to some bizarre PP.My excuse is that I had also started using digital darkroom software around that time and couldn’t resist playing around.