A short how I do it film this weekend.
I am, at heart, a monochrome photographer. It is how I learnt the game with a home made enlarger in a spare room. It is still often how I visualise an image. Nowadays of course, with digital cameras we make our images in RGB and the Mac has become our darkroom. Though I still own, and use a clutch of film cameras, digital is my workhorse.
So I thought, a “How Si works” film would be fun to do.
The original photo was taken in Northumberland some years ago on an Olympus E3, with a 105mm lens. As usual, it was shot raw. I’ve processed it with my preferred editor, the photographer focused Capture One Pro. I would still much rather have used a Leica or Hasselblad, HP5 and a DeVere504 with Forte Polywarmtone though. Bach, Beethoven or Abba on the CD player too.
Oh, for the record. That building storm was a brute, powerful enough to batter the boats moored in Seahouses harbour.
Escape. A new short running film.
For most of us northern Europeans the city is our natural environment. But, being runners, we can daydream over a morning espresso, maybe a piece of lemon cake too. This is one such daydream.
Despite our deserved reputation for heavy industry the city is woven through with, hemmed around with, ribbons of woodland and river and field. You can run from the horrors of Meadowhall shopping centre almost into the city centre along tree lined canal or river barely touching tarmac, although the remains of that heavy industry surround you most of the way.
To be fair, many cities have such hidden areas, get your shoes on and go explore your local patches. Enjoy your own escape
Part of my Running Shorts series. The film was shot in and around my home city of Sheffield; the outdoor city. It’s shot on an iPhone6, sometimes with Olloclip lenses, edited in iMovie. The main soundtrack is Country Boy, composed by Ben Tissot, bensound.com
A short film reflecting on a part of our relationship to the sea. The film is part of a long term project “Seaside”; an observation of Britain’s curious relationship with it’s coast.
The still images, video and sound were recorded in autumn 2015 during a visit to Manx Litfest.
I’m a big fan of Salomon Running’s films, made by The African Attachment. The gorgeous, impressionistic “The Forest” is really what nudged me into finally trying to make small films myself. Being professionals, they have a common introduction sequence. So I decided it might be an idea if I did that too.
Off to Ecclesall Woods I went, iPhone in bag and shot a few clips. This one I’m happy with. Simple, a long trail off into white for later editing in and a slightly silly soundtrack. I was, I freely admit very lucky with the light, a glorious English spring day fresh minted after a night of rain.
One other thing. The intro also has a pun, feeble even by my standards. As I grew up on BBC Radio4 and it’s ilk I not actually going to apologise for that.
Be well all,
A short film made after I’d been woken by my neighbourhood version of the dawn chorus. The local blackbirds and sparrows started up around 0500, some three hours before my alarm was due to wake me.
I yielded to the inevitable, got out of bed, found my running kit, drank coffee, ate cake and went out for a run in the half light. I also picked up my iPhone and did a little filming.
It was a really rather lovely run, a peaceful morning, surrounded by a birch woodland emerging into spring and filled with the sound of birdsong. And this magical place of twisting paths, of squirrels and foxes and birds and bats and the occasional badger is just one minute’s run from my suburban housing estate back door, in the middle of what was the South Yorkshire coalfield, a mucky place of pits, glassworks and shunting yards when I was a boy.