his first sweet evening yellow
The sun, above the mountain’s head,
A freshening lustre mellow
Through all the long green fields has spread,
His first sweet evening yellow.
William Wordsworth, “The Tables Turned”
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The sun, above the mountain’s head,
A freshening lustre mellow
Through all the long green fields has spread,
His first sweet evening yellow.
William Wordsworth, “The Tables Turned”
4 comments en “his first sweet evening yellow”
July 17th, 2006 at 6:04 am
I love the blur in this one, it’s really amazing to get such great flower shots all in blur, I must try this sometime.
July 17th, 2006 at 7:15 am
Thanks very much! There’s not much to it:
1 old Spotmatic without a working light meter + a stack of old closeup lenses + 1 wide-open radioactive lens (f1.4) + fast shutter due to wind (ISO200 film @ 500ms shutter) = uncontrollable blur. Makes for a focal depth of a couple millimeters.
The blur is something I’ve learned to embrace–my vision’s not so great I can appreciate sharpness anyway!
July 17th, 2006 at 7:58 pm
The softness really makes this photo. Love it.
July 18th, 2006 at 6:05 am
Thanks, Darkness! I’ll continue my lonely war against too-sharp pictures.
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