This is a picture of the attack version of the “North American T-28”.
I tried to get a ride on one but the pilot wasn’t interested in taking me up (strangely enough). I never was successful in getting any flights in Cambodian combat aircraft. I even tried to get flights on “Huey” helicopters as well. The only military aircraft I was able to hitch rides in were transports and they were always “Fairchild C-123K”s.
On a photographic note, the dark vertical streaks (bromide streaking), were caused by the fact that I had the film developed locally and since the ambient temperatures were so high, most of my negs were over developed and that’s why they look so grainy and the skies look so blown out. The higher temperatures also meant that the development times were accelerated, making problems like bromide streaking, caused by insufficient agitation much more likely.
Both photographs were taken using slow shutter speeds (about 0.25 seconds) with flash. This technique gives a great sense of movement.
Panning during the exposure gives the streaks and the short flash duration of the flash stops the action. When using this technique, it’s important to pan in the opposite direction of the moving object, otherwise the “streaks” will appear to be going forward (in front of the subject’s direction of movement), rather than backwards, which will make the subject look like it’s reversing.
Piccadilly Circus, London 1982
The Bus photo was also take with a gradated red filter. Back in the early 80’s Cokin gradated filters were the “new thing” in photography. One doesn’t see gradated filters being used so much now-a-days, except in TV commercials, where they are used to colour in dull overcast skies. You can usually tell when they are being used because the bottom half of the photo doesn’t have the same colour in its reflections as the predominant colour of the sky as would happen naturally.
I just love the Mexican colour sense.
By 1982 the punk scene was all but dead, but on Canaby Street there were still a few hanging around.
This guy had plaster cuffs around his wrists. Alta betta to smack yoo wiff; I magine. I wonder what he thinks of his tats now?
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At breakfast this morning I found myself counting my blessings. So I took a picture of the moment. It’s hard not to feel so lucky when I’m faced with such a scene. This is the breakfast that I eat nearly every day in my back yard (weather permitting) as I ready myself for another peaceful day, working from home.
The only thing missing is my wife who is on her way to work in the city (as an engineer). Both my wife and I like to have our breakfast together in the backyard on her days off. On such mornings it is even more blissfull as we read the newspaper and do the crosswords together.
John Lennon once said “life is what happens to you when you are planning for the future”. I think that the Buddhists are onto something with the “be here now” thing.
Although these ferntrees look small from above, they are actually about 3 to 4 metres high (approx 9 to 12′).