Pictured at the recent Fort Camden Meagher Garrison event in Co. Cork...re-enactment specialist, Andy Keyes from Clonmel, Co Tipperary, Ireland. I was drawn to photograph Andy at this event held on the site of a genuine fortress overlooking the entrance to Cork Harbour. Amongst the many other attractions on the day, you couldn't help noticing the variety of military uniforms worn by dedicated enthusiasts from Romans to the more recent conflicts. This guy was straight out of the " Band of Brothers " of The Longest Day movie, of which I am a big fan. This is one of several images taken of him, this one I think is the best of the images. Andy Keyes by the way is a man of many talents. Having hooked up with him via Social Media, I was to find out that he is the host of a an online radio station, playing great music 24/7 www.adk-radio.com The station is in support of Military and Veterans and broadcasts live with Andy at the Helm Monday and Wednesday 0800 to 10:00 and 20:00 to 22:00 and on Friday evenings 20:00 to 22:00.
The Rock of Cashel, Cashel, County Tipperary, Ireland. Photographed late evening , the Rock sits proudly in the last rays of sun from the west. This place holds a special place in my heart having lived about three miles from the Rock for some years. However the sight of this ancient structure never failed to impress, whether seeing it at dawn or dusk, lit by natural light or the lighting around it at night accentuating its shape and providing an orange glow to its majestic shapes. According to local mythology, the Rock of Cashel originated from the Devil's Bit, a mountain 30km north of Cashel. The Story goes that when St. Patrick banished Satan from a cave, it was spat out and landed at the site of the Rock. The Rock of Cashel was the traditional seat of the Kings of Munster for hundreds of years until the Norman invasion in 1101. It remains one of the finest examples of Medieval Structures and Celtic art to be found anywhere is Europe. I continue to be drawn to photograph this wonderful place whenever I visit family in Cashel. I cannot recommend enough the Rock of Cashel, Cashel, County Tipperary, Ireland.
It's something that I do from time to time. The storage of images and files on hard drives can sometimes trick us into believing that we have already shown the world what is worthy of sharing. There are tens of thousands of images from my work and travels that sit as bits and bytes in a digital form on hard drives that precariously spin around whenever the computer is started up, forgotten and lost among all the other stuff' . There must have been a reason at the time of taking the image for, taking the image. But, we now shoot in a way that minimises the image's status. As a digital file, we tend to overshoot and never end up examining the fruit of the shutter. The image above is an example. Taken in Tenerife on a cloudy day whilst wandering around a small town near the coast.. Having stumbled over the picture on a review of storage space on one of my drives,I found the image and remembered what I had seen in my minds eye at the time. There is a little dodging and burning of the image to bring detail back in the shadows and highlights - nothing more that would have been done in the days of analogue black and white photography in darkroom, the practice of holding back exposure onto the paper and burning' in parts of the projected image before placing the image in the developer bath.. then the magic as the latent image appears whilst still in the chemicals of the developer' tray. The process that I learnt in the seventies.. of last century as a young man having stumbled over the hobby photography. I can vividly remember the first image that I put through this process to this day.. a magic experience.... From that negative a little magic happened. The slow methodical art in the dark room was to me a consuming experience. One that perhaps today the instant gratification of the image appearing on the back of the Camera,or Phone has replaced.. most people of younger years wouldn't know what a film canister was, and the method and skill in bringing the print into being. Even practiced photographers of the digital age, rarely print' an image to display on their wall. It remains on a hard drive somewhere waiting to be born.. The shoe box in the loft full of old prints and memories has preserved time and allowed the pictures to breath again.. Not so for the digital file, that is a risk from birth of being deleted either accidentally or just to make space for the next snap. !!!!