Bloodspell

I was going to write something about Bloodspell, the feature edit of which is now available from the Bloodspell website, but I find that Charlie Stross, renowned clever bastard and author has rather beaten me to it. This is the bit that rather got at the hairs on the back of my neck as a thing that is both true, and not something I’d considered up to this point:

“And remember: this isn’t about to replace Hollywood tomorrow, but if Marvel and DC Comics aren’t feeling the chill wind down the back of their neck, they’re asleep at the switch. Because as streaming internet media players become ubiquitous, this sort of thing — cheap, fast and out of control — could very well be the future of mobile entertainment.”

I do still intend to write something of my own about Bloodspell, but I thought it was worth quoting that here, while I try and find the time to get my own thoughts together.

Portfolio

I finally got around to putting an actual photography portfolio site together over the weekend. If you point your browser at http://photogr.aphi.st (you can’t buy .er domain names yet, so I cheated) you’ll find what I think of as my best photos from a few years of sporadic photoblogging at electricana.

I’m really only noting this here so I’ve got a record of when I got around to sorting it out, but if anyone’s interested enough to take a look, and let me know if they think I’ve missed any really good shots out, that’d be terribly nice of them.

Keep Your Shades On

Keep Your Shades On.jpg

One from the “not really acceptable” files – much to noisy and blurred, even at this tiny size, and the mic stand is dreadful composition, but I like the light coming down behind Larry Love (in white), and the comparison between D. Wayne and Larry. (From the Alabama 3 gig I went to the other week, taken with the t30, which explains the noise. One day, someone’s going to do a compact that opens up to f1.8, and on that day, I will rejoice, and hand over almost any sum of money they demand.)

And now, the waiting…

Lunchtime: discover I have more money in the bank than I thought.

Half an hour ago: get home, immediately check that all the payments I’m expecting to go out have gone out, and discover they have.

Five minutes ago: Buy shiny new camera lens.

I’ve heard of this “saving for a rainy day”, but I’m not convinced.

And now, the waiting…

Lunchtime: discover I have more money in the bank than I thought.

Half an hour ago: get home, immediately check that all the payments I’m expecting to go out have gone out, and discover they have.

Five minutes ago: Buy shiny new camera lens.

I’ve heard of this “saving for a rainy day”, but I’m not convinced.

Via Paul O’Brien’s always-worth-reading If Destroyed, Still True I find this clip of Charlie Brooker talking about the X-Factor.

Brooker is a nasty, vitriolic, little man, and I’m glad he is allowed to make TV. Yes, it’s all just media toss, but I’m glad at least there is a little media toss out there that is aimed at nasty, vitriolic, little men like me.

I strongly encourage you to read Paul’s article on screenwipe and the media today.

Terminal

Terminal

Another shot from the DLR – I like the lines and colours in this one, although I can’t shake the feeling that it the colour tone is slightly different on flickr compared to what I’ve got in in Lightroom. I know flcikr does a certain amount of auto-sharpening of uploads, but does anyone know if it messes with colour?

Two Roads

Two Roads

Possibly the single best thing about attending FOWA this week has been the chance to travel on the DLR, because given the time of year, I was on it in more or less the golden hour. The DLR offers views on London you’re going to get from anywhere else, and crucially, the construction of the trains is such that you can sit up the front as a passenger and look ahead. There is no driver.

(Aside: I got a load of funny looks from people, as I sat there with my camera out, snapping shots out the front and sides of the train. It must be terrible for the DLR to be enough of a regular commute that it looses that magic. Or to never see it in the first place.)

So here’s the first of few slightly imperfect shots, marred by the dirt on train windows. So what if they’re a little flawed. They’re still a little slice of London that I don’t often see.

Dopplr

Anyone around these parts have any use for a Dopplr invite? Have picked up one at FOWA (not that I travel much, but you never know, my habits might change, and I like to get my name as a username) and so can now invite others…