Old photograph experiment

Below is one of my old photos which was produced by experimenting with a long cardboard tube which fitted snugly over my lens. the image you can see through the tube is a mural I did in my bedroom. I particularly like the moon style effect that these images achieved.

Pinhole digital slr Attempt one

These are my first very crude attempts at making my Nikon D70s into a pinhole camera, as you can see the results aren't a clear image, but I do think that they have a certain charm about them. The process I went though to produce these was incredible simple, firstly taking a body cap and putting a hole through it, I used a soldering iron as this created a nice smooth finish to the hole. Then simply gave it a quick rub with some sand paper to try n take the shine off the inside of the cap, to reduce light reflecting around. 

Below is a self portrait I left the shutter open for only a few second but positioned myself beside a well light window, bathed in sunlight. I very much like that it is clearly a human in the shot but that you cant see that it is me or indeed any of the defining features.

These two images are of Keighley bus station, which at the time was full of blue and green buses all lined up.

Part of the town hall roof.

Car park clock above Reids bookshop.

These last four are the bar lights at the Cricketers Arms

The s problem with focusing is a very simple one, its the fact that the hole is so large. The next step for me to take is to use thin metal and a pin to create a very small, strong and crisp hole, which can then be mounted in the back of the body cap using black insulating tape. obviously lined up with the hole previously created by the soldering iron.

Vanished breath

I started thinking about how I used to use nail varnish when I was younger to paint anything I could get my hands on, due to its incredible thickness and covering power it was just what I wanted to be able to transform anything I owned, and how I could use this now I have returned to living in my mother attic once again. So I started to paint a cig box, using the classic Gothic black nail varnish that proved so popular with me in my teens.

Having developed somewhat artistically, and no longer being bound by the idea that painting should involve some form of obvious imagery, I began to play with how I used to dry my nails, this was all very nostalgic for me. Having re-familiarised myself with the medium, and due to my fondness of personal research I began to pontificate about how I could make a record of this breath that I used to waste on silly things like nails.

So treating the box as one very large nail I attempted to impress upon it the motion of my breath, thus, due to its size in comparison to my amount of breath I have in me (which is greatly diminished by the departed occupants of the box) created ripples in the varnish. There you have it, a personal record of my breath left on either side of a metal cig box, but this was not clear enough. 

So sacrificing the concept of the breath and the cig box, beautiful as it is, I decided to used the box as if it were a stamp, this onto a sheet of assertate (poor spelling sorry) creating an image that could be scrutinised at a  greater level. Holding the stamped breath up to light as the image shows gives it a rich and detailed beauty. I feel there are legs on this idea, and more experimenting should occur.