Showing posts with label hp5. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hp5. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 March 2015

Nový Most


Off to Budapest. But first, Bratislava, capital of Slovakia. Not to be confused with Bucharest Belgrade Bern Berlin Brussels or Copenhagen.

Bratislava is famous for its huge tower blocks - Panelák - which resemble something from DayZ but with a higher frame rate and more colours and more loot, probably. Alas I didn't have time to wander around them otherwise I would have taken hundreds of nearly identical images of large concrete blocks viewed from below, like buildings from early 3D computer games, which is essentially the root of my visual sense.

Bratislava feels very cosy, not like a capital at all. The most famous landmark is the SNP Bridge, also known as Nový Most, which was built in 1972 so that people could travel from the tower blocks to the railway station and back again. Cars and trucks drive along the top, pedestrians have a pair of channels in the side of the bridge.





The bridge was a controversial project, because it has a distinctive look that dominates the surrounding area, and in the process of building it, the authorities obliterated a chunk of the old town and replaced it with flyovers and a bus station, shown here in the bottom-left of the picture:


Off to the right is a huge wind farm over the border in Austria. On top of the bridge is a restaurant, the UFO, which is expensive but one of the few places in Bratislava where the bridge doesn't spoil the view (because you're on it). It puts me in mind of the Post Office Tower, albeit that (a) it doesn't revolve and (b) you are actually allowed to visit the top.

On the whole the view from the castle resembles something from Dredd. My hunch is that the Czechoslovakian authorities circa 1972 wanted to obliterate the past because he who controls the past controls the present and thus the future etc.







Obviously it's not Leonard Nimoy (or Jeremy Clarkson). Nimoy's parents were from Ukraine. That's quite a way from Slovakia, although they're linked by the Danube; the Danube is Continental Europe's river. Human history is dominated by rivers and bodies of water. I wonder why they vandalised the woman?


I took the Olympus OM-1 I wrote about a couple of posts ago, with an Olympus 24mm f/2.8 - another one of those lenses I have used on a digital camera, but not on the film cameras it was built for - and some Ilford HP5. It was a sunny day. Bratislava's other tick-box attraction is the castle:

On the way to the castle. Dubstep is basically drum'n'bass but with all the rhythmic complexity and subtlety taken out, because that kind of thing scares white American teenagers.



But the lack of context (the castle is surrounded by building works) makes it feel a bit ersatz. Bratislava isn't really a tick-box place. It's a popular shopping destination for Austrians because it's cheaper than Austria, and as a tourist stop it has a low-key atmosphere of its own. Almost none of which I photographed, because I was too busy having lunch.

Monday, 2 March 2015

Rolleisoft


My Yashica Mat uses standard Rollei bayonet filters; I have a Rolleisoft I diffusion filter, and I decided to try it out. It has a series of circles on the glass which cause bright highlights to go all glowy, although the effect is very subtle and generally lost if you stop down or use contrasty film. It's a far cry from the double fog filters of Geoffrey Unsworth (and on a practical level you have to unmount the filter in order to put the lens cap back on) but it's there, lurking. Could the effect be achieved with Photoshop? Yes. Yes, it could. Also, the Mat's negative area is definitely taller than it is wide. It's 6x6-and-a-bit.

 







Thursday, 25 September 2014

You Shall Be Like Us

Milan Centrale / Yashica Mat / Ilford HP5

Again. Since I was here last the station has become a transit area for people fleeing the fighting in Syria. You can see a few of their heads peeking over the balcony. They sit there, forced to watch adverts all day, with a security camera pointed at them. Behind me was a pair of giant billboards for Dolce and Gabbana. At night giant men pull the roof off the station and peer down at the people inside, measuring their response to stimulus, occasionally reaching down and taking some of them to a better place.