Crown and Bough

Saturday, 17 March 2018

Adventures in Film

Over ten months using film on a Pentax k1000, I have learned


there is freedom in trusting the film to determine shadow, exposure, style, and grain // frugality with shots // being in the moment, as there is no screen to review the photo just taken // beautiful pictures that are inimitable even with modern technology


you're stuck with the ISO of whatever film you put in // it is expensive, and therefore limiting // there is no screen to review the photo just taken, ha! // post-processing is limited, so there's little you can do with over/under exposure and uneven shots

Sunday, 11 March 2018

4 Branches of the Mabinogion

The Welsh learners' eisteddfod is imminent, and I've volunteered for not one, not two, but three competitions!  One of them is a photography division.  The theme is chwedlau (tales), four photographs per entry.  I chose to represent the four branches of the Mabinogion, after the earliest written prose stories of Britain.  There are eleven stories that vary according to manuscripts, but the four branches are always present, and are loosely connected.

Instead of depicting the specific tales, I wanted something abstract.  The figurative branches are depicted literally, with a pale string, sometimes indiscernible, running throughout, for the thread of the story connecting the tales together.

Thursday, 1 March 2018

Wednesday, 28 February 2018

A Simple Plan for Lent

In addition to the Ash Wednesday and Good Friday fasting and abstinence from meat every Friday (like every Friday), I am:

attending Stations of the Cross at my local parish every Wednesday
cooking wholesome meals for my family every night of the week (out of the habbit since moving early January)
reading the gospels more closely with the aim of getting to know the person of Jesus

Saturday, 10 February 2018

Sunday, 21 January 2018

Roan's Room

From Instagram:

This is Roan's room. It is my favorite part of the whole house because I've never decorated a baby room, for either of my babies, so I am vicariously reveling in the experience now. For my 3-years-old-today baby. The picture can't do it justice, but the winter light filtering in through the glass in late morning is the warmest, sublimest, coziest. I am very proud of that bed, too. I found it and bought it all on my own at the British Heart Foundation charity shop and my father-in-law examined it after the fact and gave his approval (which is not easily won, I assure you). I imagine some whimsical forest wallpaper come the following years, when time and money allow. And lots of bedtime cuddles while reading The Hobbit and The Phantom Tollbooth and The Chronicles of Narnia in the years to come. <3