's Collage of Photographs


2008 | 1:19 pm | Filed Under: Uncategorized


It’s really interesting.  To look back on my life 3 years ago, and to compare it to now reveals much more than obvious changes that having children would entail.  As my friends and family will no doubt confirm, I’ve always been fairly sensitive and a little over-emotional, reacting strongly to things unrelated to me that probably would not phase the average person. While I’ve often felt a slight sense of pride over this, it’s also made being around me an interesting adventure for those who know me.

Now however, my emotions have been cranked into overdrive, and it is not simply post-pregnancy hormones as my daughter is now 2 years old.  Just 3 weeks ago, my husband had to accept a phone call from me, crying outside my office building in the middle of the work day, as I had just read a story on friend’s blog about her baby daughter that had me uncontrollably upset.  I’ve discovered I simply can no longer hear stories of children in pain or distress of any kind.  I suppose that would be an obvious button for anyone, but I’m facinated by how strongly my emotional reactions have changed.

Case and point, an online friend made a cry for help on her blog about a woman she knows whose daughter has a rare genetic disorder which will claim her life by the time she’s four.  Her only wish is to take her daughter to see the ocean during her life, and the Make A Wish Foundation would not grant it because they claimed the daughter was too young to benefit from it. This blogger however decided that since she receives 500 visitors to her blog a day, she would set up a donation account on Pay Pal and ask visitors to donate any amount of money so they could fund the family of six to reach the East Coast.  After reading her entry, I, for the first time in my life, made a €10 donation simply because I could not stop crying at the family’s hardship.  Four years ago, I would have been very sad and would have felt for the family, but I can say with completely honesty, I probably would not have had as strong of a reaction.

Perhaps becoming a mother has made me a better person. :)

Tribulations of the curious

2008 | 12:23 pm | Filed Under: Uncategorized


My apologies to all my loyal readers, I did not mean to keep you in suspense, it was a very busy weekend and didn’t get a chance to get to the computer at all.

Indeed .melissa. and JeezoPeezo guessed the oddity in the last photograph. Oddly, it was really obvious to them, i thought it was harder to spot. It took me a good couple minutes to notice anyway… Maybe I don’t pay close enough attention to my own photographs. Thank you both for participating in my ridiculous game. It made me smile anyway.

On an unrelated note…

I’ve been doing serious thinking about the things that get my brain really excited. I find great satisfaction in understanding the intricacies behind how miniscule things work, particularly when it relates to something I love, like photography, or computers, or anything else that crosses my path. It’s not enough for me to just know how to read a histogram, I have to understand exactly what the information means and how it’s coelated. I’m not happy knowing that adjusting certain sliders in Lightroom will give me a predictable effect, I need to understand exactly what each individual option does, and why it’s there in the first place. I’ve always been this way. Ask my parents (like the time I announced I could tune the piano after spending weeks investigating the inner-workings… they didn’t let me obviously… i could have done it by the way, i’m THAT confident).

I’m quite easily sidetracked by my tunnel-vision, to the exclusion of all other things until my curiosity is satisfied, much to the chagrin of my poor dear husband. Sound familiar to anyone? Raise your hand if you’re a geek!! Here’s you badge, you’re in friendly company.

I like to research these things because they make me happy, but it occurs to me that perhaps the things I discover might benefit others who either don’t already know, or are as curious as I am, but lack the time to investigate it themselves. SO! Expect to find a new series of articles based around my attempts to pick apart the details that are involved in this creative endeavour we like to call, “Our Addition to Photography”.

And in the words of Brenda, what’s a post without photos? Here ya go…

Sunday Memories

Another from the red jumper series. i love this one if only for the look on my darling husband’s face. They have so much fun together, my heart could literally burst.

Quality Time

Spotted this mother and son sitting by the river and sniped them with my telephoto. Something about the moment really touched me.

Music in Bokeh

Yes, that’s my bass guitar, and yes, I love it to pieces. Oh, I’m in a band, Kerbside, for those of you that didn’t know. I fancy myself a budding Paul McCartney as I’m no Flea… I actually took this photo after a gig where the husband and myself played a huge venue with Mundy! To all my non-irish readers, Mundy is the irish Bob Dylan – in his early years. Really really nice guy, and he had hubby back him on mandolin for his current irish hit, “Galway Girl”. Good times were had by all…


2008 | 9:55 am | Filed Under: Uncategorized


In keeping with my early exclamation that I needed to start photographing my own life more, here’s the latest of my darling husband. Don’t you just love taking photos of your significant others that make you sigh and smile?

I believe he had had a particularly rough day with our little girl, but still always has the energy to greet me with a hug when I get home, and give me a smile when I take out my camera. He also happens to have one of those faces that looks fantastically fabulous with any look he happens to adorn. Our wedding album is full of relaxed portraits of him hanging out with a look worthy of a moody Paul Newman, while all my own portrait shots taken when the photographer said “don’t smile” just make me look like I’m scowling. Something about my nose. Thanks Dad. :)

Moody Husband

Processed using my own RAW preset I’ve been working on. In fact, I will happily give away this preset (well actually, it’s a preset and an action) to the first person besides GrumpyFrenchman who can spot the oddity in this photo. :)

Sorry GF, people who have lived with us are excluded, besides, what would you do with a preset anyway?

The time has come

2008 | 4:36 pm | Filed Under: Uncategorized


Here’s a quick peak at a series I’ve been working on for a few weeks. This red cardigan was actually hand-knitted for me by my grandmother when I was 2 years old, and I’ve been saving it my whole life, waiting for the day that my own daughter would be able to wear it.This day was the first (and I think only) day she was big enough to wear it, so I had to take her to one of my favourite locations, the Athlone Castle, since the old stone gives fantastic texture and a nice monochromatic background.

And additionally, I’ve decided to make the switch. I’m beginning to see more and more of my photos pop-up in unlikely, and unassociated places, so I’ve started water-marking. I’ve had issue with this for quite sometime, as I’ve always felt that watermarks punish 99% of the audience who simply want to enjoy photography, however, since I’m now posting more and more photos of my daughter, (and bands who get really picky for some reason), I realise I need to take that extra step towards protection. So please forgive me loyal photo viewers. I’ve entered the watermarking world, and I hope it doesn’t detract from your viewing experience.

Look at me!

Playing with daddy on the 2000 year old wall.

Sittin’ in the Morning Sun

Every time we walk out to the river, she stops at these blocks and has a seat. Not sure why, but it’s particularly adorable.

Wishing the Well Dry

This is another time honoured tradition on our walks around the castle. This old water well has been there for at least a couple hundred years I think, since Athlone is a very old garrison town on the River Shannon. I think each time she goes up to it, she expects water to come out, and always gets disappointed when nothing happens.

Where did she go?

Another regularly occurring look on my daughter’s face… she’ll turn around thinking, “Mommy was just here a second ago…”

Family time

2008 | 2:30 pm | Filed Under: Uncategorized


My photography for last 6 months or so has fortunately been filled with a good deal of client work, however, all clients have been bands, therefore, a large majority (even larger than just a majority) of my shots lately have been live music. Gigs are actually a fantastic thing to shoot, and I’ve learned more during that time about light and live action shooting than I have at any other time in the past. While I’m still loving the music sessions, I’m beginning to long for more day-to-day documentary style shots, like the stuff I was doing during our round-the-world honeymoon. Live music is a leeching obsession, as not only was I photographing the gigs, but I started photographing musicians outside the gigs, guitarists hanging out in our flat (of which there are many), taking my camera to rehearsals, taking my camera everywhere and at the end of the day, wind up with a chip full of artistic details shots of a headstock and so on…

That being said, I’ve begun to realise I’ve been neglecting photographing my own life, which is basically how we all started anyway, isn’t it? So this post is for my husband who unfortunately, has yet to make a significant appearance in my photoblog, save a random shot from Christmas Eve, which just happens to be one of my favourite photos of all time… so HA! :)

So here’s a few snippets from a random afternoon in our home, taken last month I think. I can’t believe how fast she’s growing… *sniff*



Taking a Nap

All photos processed using my own Lightroom presets.

(I’ve been getting a few enquiries on Flickr, and once I’ve perfected them for more all-purpose use, I may release them. Until then, I encourage all of you to play and explore yoruselves, you’ll be amazed what you can discover.)

Introducing Myself

2008 | 1:48 pm | Filed Under: Uncategorized


Since I’m launching this blog now, I figured I ought to do the obligatory introduction post so that those of you who don’t know me can get a quick idea what to expect. Quite a few of you (bless your little souls) have been frequenting my photoblog, Captures Light, and wondering when I was going to breakout of the static index page and actually create a real blog… Well, here ya go!! After working on the design for quite a few months, now that it’s up, I realise how dark it is… That must have been how I was feeling at the time I guess. *grin*

Just as a brief overview for those who don’t know me… I’m a programmer, photographer, costumer, musician and mother/wife, and I’ll say this now, all parts of me share my brain equally. Therefore, expect to find an eclectic mix of content in this blog, from the latest CSS trend I’m dabbling in, to recent photographic discoveries, to musing on the latest 1400th century portrait gown I hope to recreate.

To the right, you can find a snippet of the latest entry from my photoblog, as the photography usually winds up taking priority one in my spare time, mostly due to my wonderful family, and the plethora of really good musicians I am lucky enough call friends.


That’s all for now. Say hi to the kids for me!

OH!!! I’m aware that the styling is not completely massaged yet for IE, particularly IE6, so my apologies to all IE6 users out there. I promise to sort it soon.

Approaching Cohesion

2007 | 1:48 am | Filed Under: Uncategorized

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I’ve been on the internet in some form since 1994, making my first webpage in 1995, back when everything was center tags and large fonts in Times New Roman on gray backgrounds. It was a fun era, full of exploration, trial-and-error, and copious use of the ctrl+R key. The first visual webpage came in 1997 as Netscape ruled the internet, and my only worries about content were a lovely summary of my friend’ top 5 dream Jeopardy categories (as borrowed from Douglas Coupland’s novel Microserfs) and a tribute to Dead Poets Society, my favourite movie at the time. I don’t even think they were called fansites way back then. It was at this point I actually started an online diary, a weekly – or more – essay about how college was going and where I might apply for my first job after graduation.

Then the job happened, and the sub-contract jobs to pay the bills, and the design inquiries, and forays into software development, the obsession with the perfectly layed-out table, then the perfectly layed-out div, and somehow in the middle of that, I missed the blog revolution, trading off spending energy on my own projects for spending energy on client’s project so i could buy a sony playstation.