ND – Cold, Early, Promising, Blue
I recently touched on…
…capturing fleeting moments between people in a post covering the recent EDF Energy Birmingham Half Marathon that was held on Sunday 24th October.
In that piece I talked about “wanting to capture the spectators as the main attraction and have the runners as merely incidental to this. I liked the fact that both played a fleeting moment in each others lives and so I changed tack and slowed the shutter right down. At various places on the course I took images like this one where the focus are the people waiting for the next runners, yet runners are passing them almost forgotten, ghost-like even. By using a slow shutter, and hoping the spectators didn’t move too much, I tried to capture the runners as temporal wisps, blurred as they will be in the memories of those watching“.
I showed these two photos…
…where a photographer is looking for the action up ahead, yet the action he’s looking for is passing right by, and his “up ahead” is merely their “behind” and “past”.
In particular, you can just make out the face of a woman in the blur (below), looking past the photographer, just as oblivious yet focussed as he is, but in the opposite direction.
I later captured…
…a further series of such images on Broad Street, a couple of hundred yards short of the Finish line, where the crowds were packed in on either side of the barrier demarked track.
The image above was not quite my full intent either as the crowd needs to be acting as one, oblivious to the runners passing them, looking for something further off because they are unaware of the action right here. However, in this image there are 2 children peeking over the barrier, along with a chap on the left at the back who are looking towards me, probably having spotted me pointing the camera in their direction. Maybe the chap was just turning his head with the action and his gaze towards me was coincidence, I don’t know. However, I really liked the expression on the boys’ face, that awesome “Wow” as if he’s seeing ghosts that the adults can’t.
Have fleeting fun,