On the fifth and eighteenth days of this month I was in Lower Marsh, which is just south of Waterloo Station, as I often am. On each of these days, there was bright sunshine, and cloud.
On each day, after I had done my business in Lower Marsh and continued on to Blackfriars Road, and to its two newly constructed edifices: One Blackfriars (the curvey one) and 240 Blackfriars (the “crystaline” one).
The first of these photos, !.1, shows One, and One reflected in 240:
I love a good crane, and 1.2 is rather remarkable, because it shows (a) two construction cranes, (b) these cranes reflected in 240 Blackfriars, and (c) on the surface of that same building and above the reflections of the cranes, the shadows of those same cranes. If you click on nothing else, click on that.
Photo 1.3 tells us where we are, and shows One of that road scraping the sky,
In 2.1, 2.3 and 3.3, we see another joy of winter, trees without leaves.
The final photo of this little set, 3.3, shows the tower of a crane with some of those trees, and is included because the colours are what you would expect with regular lighting.
Ah, but what if the lighting is irregular? What if there is bright sunlight hitting a crane tower, but with dark cloud instead of blue sky behind it? 3.2 is what then happens. Worth another click, I’d say.
And 3.1 shows clouds of a very different sort, again reflected in 240 Blackriars. Also pretty dramatic.
1.1 to 2.1 taken on the fifth. 2.3 to 3.3 on the eighteenth.
What, no photos of photoers? Was I the only one photoing? Could nobody else see the epic dramas of light and dark, construction and reflection, scaffolding and skeletal trees, that I was seeing? Apparently not.
On the fifth, soon after I had taken the first four of the above photos, my fellow photoers had been all over the man with the flaming tuba.
Photography is light. But I guess for most photoers, mere light, bouncing off of dreary things like modern buildings, cranes, trees, scaffolding and the like, is not enough.