PhotoBlog

This site also documents my return to photography, one image a day, one story at a time.

60/365 (01/03)
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60/365 (01/03)

Camouflage in the Garden: A Short-toed Treecreeper (Certhia brachydactyla) makes its way up a lichen-covered trunk in Valbonne. Having returned from the high-altitude slopes of Auron, it is wonderful to be back observing the subtle details of the local wildlife closer to home. These birds are master mimics of the bark they inhabit, and I particularly like this frame because of the way the subject is framed by the textured branches. It required a fair bit of patience to catch it in a clear gap between the foliage, as they are notoriously ‘fleety’ and quick to vanish around the back of the tree.

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59/365 (28/02)
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59/365 (28/02)

Gold in the Larch: I have been chasing a decent photograph of this European Goldfinch (Carduelis carduelis) all week, but they are notoriously small, fleet, and usually stay tucked deep within the canopy. As I spent the vast majority of my time snowboarding with my family and not primarily photographing, I only had fleeting windows to try and catch one in the open. Despite shooting up and not in a great pose, I particularly like this frame because of the way the larch branches naturally encircle the subject, providing a rustic, geometric window into its world. It was a rewarding way to cap off the week's observations in Auron.

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58/365 (27/02)
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58/365 (27/02)

The Morning Watch: A crisp, biting morning in Auron, catching the sun as it breaks over the ridge above the village chapel. I captured this on an iPhone 13 mini while out on the slopes. As I spent the vast majority of my time this week snowboarding with my family and not primarily photographing, the portability of the phone was essential for grabbing these fleeting moments of mountain light between descents. The sharp lens flare emphasises the sheer brilliance of the sun at this altitude.

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57/365 (26/02)
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57/365 (26/02)

The ‘Snow-Pod’ View of Auron: A long-exposure look at the village of Auron as it glows warmly against the massive, dark silhouettes of the Alps. As I spent the vast majority of my time this week snowboarding with my family and not primarily photographing, I didn’t have my tripod to hand. I had to stabilise the camera on a makeshift ‘snow-pod’—a pile of packed ice—to capture the village lights as they spilled out into the cold mountain night. It is a quiet study of human presence huddling against the vast, indifferent shadows of the peaks.

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56/365 (25/02)
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56/365 (25/02)

Relics of the Ridge: High above the Auron ski resort, the crumbled remains of a stone structure serve as a stark reminder of the mountain’s power over all things man-made. I was drawn to the rough, jagged edges of the ruins, which seem to be slowly returning to the earth, mimicking the rocky terrain around them. While I spent most of my time this week snowboarding with my family rather than photographing, these textures of decay caught my eye as a testament to the persistent, rugged nature of the Alps.

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55/365 (24/02)
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55/365 (24/02)

500mm Intimacy: Finding a subject the size of a finger from a distance. The 500mm focal length creates a beautiful compression, pulling the lizard out from the stone while melting the foreground and background into a high-key wash of light. Capturing this level of detail in such a small, skittish creature is a highlight of today's trek.

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54/365 (23/02)
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54/365 (23/02)

Suspended Silence: A study in geometry and altitude at Auron. These empty chairlifts, silhouetted against the thinning mountain air, create a striking pattern of lines and hooks. I love the contrast between the cold, engineered precision of the machinery and the jagged, organic chaos of the snowy peaks below. It captures that quiet, "after-hours" feeling when the mountain finally breathes.

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