Some damn strong light

This Summer has turned to shit, really and truly turned to shit. What ever we have done to have deserved this eternal Winter trust upon us, I do not know. Well Winter is too harsh a season to describe what is happening it's more of an in between, I call Sminter.

Everyday for five weeks now it has rained and been overcast, I find no motivation to go outside and do something whether it's sport or take some pictures.
Something is happening to the climate, even is you believe in global warming or not. You cannot deny something is changing in the weather.
Maybe it's Karma or God, or just plain science, what ever the hell (pardon the pun) you believe in, the world around us is changing and there is nothing we can do about it.

For a brief two days, a week or two back the clouds vanished, and the sun shone through like I never have seen before.
It probably has shone as brightly before, but as it's been so long since I've seen it, it felt like the first time.

These photos document those two evenings.
I was carrying around two cameras film and digital.


On Camden street I had picked up some film at Gunn's camera store. Then just outside it this burst of light came through.
Luckily someone in a white shirt was kind enough to step into the light.

I then said enough of this fake bullshit digital, and then took out my real camera.
Considering my digital SLR is 1200 Euro more expensive than a film F3, I still consider my digi D200 a plastic toy.

My favourite of the series. With a car passing through.

Anouther white shirt adding to the abstract.
The final shot before the light moved out of position.
I packed my oh so heavy Digi SLR into my car, and started to walk around with the lighter alternative.

A few minutes later walking by the LUAS tracks. A pyramid with a car on top.

The Daniel Day LUAS Itself.

The reflections were literally bounding off everything.

Inside this tunnell light was coming from both ends, the nearest side was light reflected off an office building into the tunnell.
My battery on my light meter was beginning to die, so I had to guess the exposure at f4 at 1/125 not bad Huh?
Just after I had taken this shot a second Gypsy started to yell at me, who was begging near where I was standing.
She couldn't speak English and the only word's I got was Picture and money.
I promptly told her to "go fuck herself".
Which she then threw a plastic bottle at me.
I then walked off laughing. After picking up a new battery from a chemist. Shot into the McCafe. The light illuminates such touching moments, a couple in trouble, perhaps we're better off alone.

Finally some double exposures of the light.
Hopefully some day this will happen again.