Portuguese lakes at sunrise

I am now long overdue a film developing session followed by some printing. And I cannot wait. Apart from images taken at the papal visit and the surrounding protests I have some new landscapes I am extremely hopeful about.

Last week I was in the Algarve (Vilamoura) working for CTV filming the golf. On the Saturday we didn’t have to be on site until midday so I took the opportunity to get up at 5am and drive for over an hour into the hills above Lagos to the Barragem da Bravura (Bravura Lake) to take some photographs.

Barragem da Bravura in Portugal, by Toby Deveson. August 1992. Part of the West of the Sun series of LandscapesI did not go specifically for sunrise because they do not tend to work in black and white, but just being there at that time of day made getting up so early worthwhile. It was a beautiful location, which I found by studying a map the night before. Only having about five hours to get there and back, it seemed the perfect place to go. Having said that I really began to doubt my usually reliable instincts about locations on the journey there – it was incredibly built up and even when I was only a couple of miles from the lake, the landscape was not exactly very photogenic.

It took me a while to find a way down to the lake and I had to cross a damn and walk past several fishermen who gave me suspicious looks. But then it all came together and the strong, nagging feeling I had had in my guts for days, driving me to make the trip, proved to be right.

The water was still and peaceful, reflecting everything perfectly. The light was perfect and the tonal range of the red earth with the morning shadows stretching over it was simply stunning. But not only was there this inherent beauty for me to photograph, there was enough space and flexibility within the character of the location to allow me the freedom to play with compositions and add, I hope, a personal touch.

I truly believe that I have, sitting in my darkroom, some of my best landscapes waiting to be developed. The anticipation is wonderful (one of my favorite aspects of shooting on film). Only time will tell.

Latest

Swarm

It was as simple as ‘get to the top of Finland and turn left’.  At least that is

Blink and you’ll miss it

Iceland. Never has the essence of a country so closely resembled the way in which I see the

Under the Stars in Madagascar

There are times when writing about memories from as far back as my eighteenth year feels wrong. How

Viewpoints

The Rooftop Collective exhibition edition VI Tempus Fugit. So they say. Here we are again, another Rooftop Collective

Memories

Confiscation in Aden

This was one of those moments when something inside you withers away and dies. I was only just

Wild swimming in Romania

Deep in the heart of the Carpathians, Kate and I parked our van. We were in a field

Brown carpets and rotating Y-fronts

Arrival in India 13-03-11: An airport is an airport is an airport. And Delhi airport is an airport.

Madagascan Hissing Cockroaches

When you are on a 64 hour journey down the spine of Madagascar on the back of a

Randomly Selected

West of the Sun by Bobby Dunn

The baton of inspiration is a wonderful thing. It passes from artist to artist, musician to musician, forming

The Red Light District: A Blog on the Possible Demise of Kodak

OH SHIT: It was all over the internet yesterday – from bjp-online to twitter – and seeing it

Under the Stars in Madagascar

There are times when writing about memories from as far back as my eighteenth year feels wrong. How

Stripping away the Gimmicks

Next time you come across a photograph you think is good, try this basic exercise. Simply question why