Night Vision

While many are depressed by the long, dark, winter nights in Scotland (dark by around 3.30pm by mid-winter), I tend to take the chance to snap some night shots of the city. I’m always fascinated by the way the camera, on a long exposure, can drink in more light to see more than the human eye can, and also how different the city seems at night, or how different again on wet nights to dry nights.

Wet Night, Bright Lights

Gorgie Road, Dusk 02

Dusk skies, the very tail-end of Blue Hour, just that little hint of fading colour in the western sky.

Gorgie Road, Dusk 03

Dreich Night 02

A wet evening by the Union Canal – the wiggly line you can see is a “light trail”, caused by a passing light caught in the long exposure into a line. When it is on a car or bicycle, it tends to be a smooth line, here it is dipping up down like a sine wave because it was a head torch on a jogger running alongside the canal

Dundee Street On A Wet Night

Passing traffic creating light trails on a wet evening

Warp Drive

Warp speed!!! A double decker bus, caught on a long exposure as it passed, creating this interesting light effect.

Union Canal On A Wet Winter Night 01

Union Canal On A Wet Winter Night 03

The Union Canal at night, the upper pic around a four second exposure, the lower image was a much longer (thirty seconds) exposure, capturing more light, even that light reflecting in the water and puddles, and a long, white light trail from the lamp on front of a passing bicycle, the bike itself invisible in the long exposure, only the light coming out as a solid line.

Picking Up Their Dinner

Picking up their dinner – person going into a restaurant at night, Dalry Road.

Travelling By Light Beams 01

Travelling by light beams – traffic stretched out into light trails by long exposure shots

Kirky After Dark 01

Light trails crossing the junction at Townhead, Kirkintilloch.

(Nearly) White Christmas

Well, it wasn’t a White Christmas, but it was very nearly – this was the view from the parental mansion on December 26th:

Winter Hills 01

We have a great view of the vast, ancient geological vastness of the Campsie Fells, a volcanic formation (some of the dried lava flows on it are dated to around 300 million years ago, give or take a few millennia).

Winter Hills 02

Quoth the Raven

Quoth The Raven

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door—
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door—
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
” Edgar Allan Poe

Snapped this with long zoom, simply looking out of upstairs window back at the family home on a very dark, grey-skied day, seemed very brooding and Gothic, so Poe came to mind.