Rain-Art

Continuing in my short series about rain-Art, what fascinates me about this work is how the colours and light effects shine through the gloomy atmosphere created by the lack of light and visibility, which in my experience is unique to cities and rain.

Rain-Art

It's raining in London and for me rain-Art is my way showing how I look at the city through this 'lense' of water. The rain changes how I perceive the city, it changes my priorities and interferes with my activities. Everything seems different when the water keeps coming down, day after day.

Rain-Art

Caught up in torrential rain between tube strike and heavy traffic, the only way out was to make good use of the moment to create what I have decided to call rain-Art.

Stormy days

Continuing in my mini-series this is one other way to portrait the subject already portrait in the two other shots. Working in this way is new to me and I noticed my excitement to stay with the same subject and shoot it different ways, making each photo a unique shot, rather than changing subjects. None of the photos in the mini-series were produced using Photoshop. They were all shot exploring the impact of exposure and sharpness.

Lighting up

Staying with the same subject I went on to explore different ways to take a picture of the same reality. Fed up with the cold and dark, this is a photo of the same subject in a different light. Does it give us the impression of a different reality? Or is the light intensity still giving us a feeling of cold and wet?

Stormy days

What to do in the dark rainy reality of a London winter? Be inspired. I'm back at exploring the many fascinating patterns that emerge in a multi-layered reality of windows sprinkled with raindrops. And, I'm getting more and more excited about it. It's like using some kind of filter that adds a new dimension to the what we see. The outcome depends on our focus, close or distant. It's like visualizing my thought process.

Raindrops on my window

London, Nov 2012. It did not stop raining all day. And then, when it was already night, I could suddendly see the beauty of it. There on the window, catching the reflection of the street light they were, for a brief moment only ... so beautiful, so delicate ...