Tallinna Nõmme Noortemaja kunstiringide ühisnäitus kolis Kullo Lastegaleriist ümber Tallinna Haridusametisse. Esindatud on ka NNM Fotoklubi.
Fotosid riputasid seinale ja turnisid redeliga lae all Tanel ja Kristian. Mina vaatasin pealt ja juhtisin üritust kunstiliselt :)
Monday, March 17, 2014
Monday, February 24, 2014
Nii ja naa
Lühike ülevaade Saaremaalt. Õhus on vara-varakevadist sinist õhtuhõngu, aga päriselt nagu ikka pole ka veel. Lumi, tuul, sula, päike, udu. Rebased, hirved, põder ja hulk nähtamatuid jäljeomanikke. Küllap kevad ongi veel vaid kakkudega sina peal, näitamata end inimesele päevavalges.
Kakkude kevadmängud on alanud ja pimeduse saabumisel täitub õhk tihase ja leevikese laulu asemel kakulauludega.Ikka uh-uuu-huuuh, uhuuu-uuu!
---------------
Short overview from Saaremaa. There is just a bit of early spring magic in the air, but still.. no real thing yet. Snowy, windy, foggy, sunny, one moment it is snowing, and the other all is melting again. Foxes, deers and lots of invisible owners of different tracks. I suppose the spring is just shy, showing itself only to some owls in the night. Owls spring games are officially begun and when the night comes, air is full of owl song, instead of bullfinches and great tit.
Kakkude kevadmängud on alanud ja pimeduse saabumisel täitub õhk tihase ja leevikese laulu asemel kakulauludega.Ikka uh-uuu-huuuh, uhuuu-uuu!
---------------
Short overview from Saaremaa. There is just a bit of early spring magic in the air, but still.. no real thing yet. Snowy, windy, foggy, sunny, one moment it is snowing, and the other all is melting again. Foxes, deers and lots of invisible owners of different tracks. I suppose the spring is just shy, showing itself only to some owls in the night. Owls spring games are officially begun and when the night comes, air is full of owl song, instead of bullfinches and great tit.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Õhtune jalutuskäik
Õhtu Tallinnas. On kevad, ei ole. Pigem ei ole. Õhus on isegi mingi ärevus, et kas tuleb veel talv või tuleb tõesti kevad? Ilm on ootel. Rästad köhivad kurku puhtaks ja varesed arutavad kinnisvarahindade üle. Vihma sajab.
---------------
Late evening in Tallinn. It is spring, it is not. Rather not. There is some anxiety in the air - is winter coming back or is there truly a spring? Everything is on hold. Blackbirds are practicing their voices and crows are discussing the prices of real estates. It is raining.
---------------
Late evening in Tallinn. It is spring, it is not. Rather not. There is some anxiety in the air - is winter coming back or is there truly a spring? Everything is on hold. Blackbirds are practicing their voices and crows are discussing the prices of real estates. It is raining.
Windows 12
ja Windows 6
katus sõidab
kui sa tuled, too mul lilli
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Lühike talvepäev - Short winter day
Talvise nädalavahetuse lühikokkuvõte. Päevad on küll juba palju pikemad, ent ikkagi kaob päike kuidagi äkki, värvides taeva roosaks ja tardunuks.
-------------
Last weekend's short summary. Days are longer, yet the sun goes down so suddenly, painting sky pink and freezing.
-------------
Last weekend's short summary. Days are longer, yet the sun goes down so suddenly, painting sky pink and freezing.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Talveöö - Winter Night
Talveöös on asju. On tähti ja on suitsu. Pimedust, jäisust, härmatist. Ja näppudel on külm kahe paari kinnaste sees. On natuke hääli, mõni üksik auto sõidab, pakane paugub tasa ja kaku huiked kostavad kusagilt, kui ma krabisevas lumes võttekohta otsin. Ööseks külmab ära isegi vaikus. Ainult kakul pole külm ja nii ta hüüab.
---------------
Winter nights are full of mysterious winter night things. There are stars, smoke, darkness, frost, ice. And my fingers are cold in two pairs of gloves. One lost car is driving in the night, frost is audible and one owl is calling in a distance. I'm setting my camera in a crispy snow. Even the silence is frozen by nightfall. Only the owl is not cold, it'll keep calling.
---------------
Winter nights are full of mysterious winter night things. There are stars, smoke, darkness, frost, ice. And my fingers are cold in two pairs of gloves. One lost car is driving in the night, frost is audible and one owl is calling in a distance. I'm setting my camera in a crispy snow. Even the silence is frozen by nightfall. Only the owl is not cold, it'll keep calling.
Imavere saeveski
Imavere's sawmill
Imavere's sawmill
lühike säri ja kõrge ISO
short exposure and high ISO
short exposure and high ISO
pikk säri ja madal ISO
long exposure and low ISO
long exposure and low ISO



Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)



















































