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Shutter speed slowed right down, with a twirl. Elizabeth Street Pier, June 2011.

City lights. Street lights. Road signs. Cars cars cars. I rarely get the chance to muck about with the camera, but like to have a fiddle every now and then.

I like to imagine that this one is really some kind of intergalactic speedway featuring all manner of Martians, Venusians, Mercurians, Uranuses and heaven knows who else ripped to the gills on membrosia and overtaken by a lust for competition.

As always, it would end in tears and no little bloodshed.
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Rae Walter said…
I love this post. So arty!
29 June 2011 at 10:22
Thomas Hammerlund said…
I like the colors. Was it handheld? What caused the lights to bubble like that?
29 June 2011 at 11:10
Kris McCracken said…
It was indeed handheld, and I assume that the bubble effect has something to do with the fact that down at the bottom of the picture were a row of stationary car headlights. I really just opened up the shutter and did a smooth spin.
29 June 2011 at 11:14
PerthDailyPhoto said…
Hello from Perth Kris, thanks for the visit. especially since it gave me an opportunity to check out your images. So good, thoroughly enjoyed, love this last post, so much fun can be had with a bit of playing around, I am certainly not adverse to making an image more about art, you still have to have the base to work with.
29 June 2011 at 12:46
Kris McCracken said…
It's always fun having a muck about whenever you get the chance.
29 June 2011 at 13:34
magiceye said…
love your imagination!!
29 June 2011 at 14:09
magiceye said…
love your imagination!!
29 June 2011 at 14:09
Kris McCracken said…
It's being sorely tested these days!
29 June 2011 at 14:10
Roddy said…
No imagination? You're not dead, are you?
I wouldn't be game to play like this. I'm likely to break something.
29 June 2011 at 17:37
VP said…
A refreshing and sparkling image!
29 June 2011 at 18:42
Carola said…
I like this shot. Great play with the light and the movement.
It shows again how varied your blog is.
I have to think about this quote.
30 June 2011 at 06:36
Kris McCracken said…
VP and Carola, thanks!
1 July 2011 at 15:54
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