Up to my neck in it.

After days of rain and very overcast skies, I finally saw there was going to be a break in the weather, so I decided to go back and shoot the exterior of Rosemary’s cottage, that we had shot the interior of a few weeks ago – which I talked about shooting here: Wanting to be there.

Anyway, as you can see here…

.. the sun was indeed shining and the sky was blue… with hardly a cloud in sight.

Perfect – bar the fact that the sun was shining on the back of the house, rather than on the front – which I knew it would probably be, as we had already been there a few weeks ago.

So I came prepared for that – but not really for the mud – so I was sure glad I was wearing my Brasher shoes and the camera gear was in Pelican cases, because to put it mildly, I was up to my neck ankles in it

Anyway, running of a car battery, the 3K did the trick – and so this was the ​result…

.. which I pretty much managed to get in one in the end, after a few attempts to get the balance right.

Was it worth the effort?
No it wasn’t, would be the answer for many – however, the way I see it: if this was going to be ‘The Image’ that a magazine would want to use at the start of the feature, and my name was going to be on that page beside it, for all the world to see – then I would obviously want ‘That Image’ to be a good image – so from my own personal point of view, since I would see Magazine work as being a big part of my portfolio too, then Yes it was very much worth the effort.

Still, ​you can’t beat The real McCoy of course – which was how it was when I shot the exterior of this house in Belfast…

.. later on, ​that same evening – which we also shot the inside of, earlier on in the week – and so more on that later, because what’s behind that door, was not what I was expecting

Which is actually one of the things I love so much about this type of work, i.e. seeing how creative other people are – because it never stops to amaze me, as to how unique some people’s homes really are.

Anyway, that’s what I was up to over the weekend – besides being up to my neck in mud of course – so just a wee Blog on that, for my own personal records – since I reckon no-one will ever know otherwise – or even care, to be honest – when they see the final results in print.