One from the vault...

Oceanic micro-chaos during the big dust storm of 2009

Wood...

Wood is good.

Some days...

Some days you just say to yourself, "It's good to be a surfer on the East Coast of Australia".

Sunday May 30. Magenta Madness.

Aperture...

Early morning lens flare, Seal Rocks hinterland.

I miss this creature...

It's been four weeks since I last saw this human being. Four down, four to go. Come back Fisk!

She takes wonderful photographs too..

http://ishouldhavegonewalkinginstead.blogspot.com/

Desires...

The Greening of Kashmir - short - Canon 7D from Tim Silverwood on Vimeo.

Sometimes it's a real test to make dreams into reality. I'm fantastic at projecting ambitions and establishing foundations but sometimes come short in the end, often as I bite off more than I can chew. In Kashmir this year I filmed and recorded hours of footage for a pilot documentary and realised when editing this short promo just how much work needs to be done to see this realised. Still I soldier on. Anyone feel like editing a documentary for me??????

Experimentation...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N9-kh0-U7uI

I am very excited about Magic Bullets - (not the type that miraculously don't hurt you when fired from a viciously designed mass of steel) - but the computer software that enables you to add cinematic filters to your videos. Here is a collection of shots from my backyard with filters and backed by the soulful sounds of the Cinematic Orchestra with a track appropriately titled, Familiar Ground.

It's everywhere...

You could argue that photography was born out of a need to document a moment. I never would have expected that it would manifest into the present state where the masses swarm to a dead whale and pull out iphones and gadgets to pose in front of a lump of decaying blubber.

This juvenile sperm whale was washed up on Bar Beach recently, no autopsy was undertaken so we will never know what killed this magnificent creature. It's the second sperm whale on this stretch in 6 years... spooky.

A moment...

It' easy to forget the most beautiful and critical element about photography, time. The split second a mirror flips to expose a sensor/ film strip to a beam of light focussed through glass and complex mechanisms. Sometimes the elements align and you find yourself with an image that just says, "Yes.".

Where I lay my head...

The nights are getting colder, the rain seems incessant and my angel is a long ways away in a country where strawberries taste better.

Home is where I lay my head, here is some images taken metres from my place of slumber.