The countryside through our readers’ eyes and lenses. Here are this month’s four winning entries in our photographic competition
We’ve just made it easier than ever before to enter Image Club. Previously we were limited to just 1mb images on our online entry form and 4mb via email. Our brains at IT have upped the capacity for online submissions to 5mb! That means you can send us your photographs in all their splendour – so why not get cracking? Enter here.
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Technically, the focus is just off on this chap’s face (it’s sharp on his chest) but how minor is this in the face of the drama of the image, taken in Walvis Bay? And don’t anyone tell me this is just a case of clever (or sensible) pelicans on the hunt for easy sardine pickings from a boat.
Oh no, this is the final scene from a movie perhaps called Curse of the Pelicans, or Pelican Island. In they come, hordes of them, crazed and starved, straight for our trusty hero intent on escape.
Will he survive?
A captivating shot taken at Tswalu in the Northern Cape, and an example of the effect of long-lens portraiture. Even at an f-stop of 11 the background is blurred, allowing the mob of meerkats to ‘pop’, as nothing interferes with them. They’re well placed to the left of centre, and if only they were looking to their left it would’ve been picture perfect. And again what a tale.
The two lads look blow-me-down transfixed by what can only be the foxy Monique Meerkat strutting her stuff down a nearby path, and have utterly traumatised the little lass now looking for comfort from an elder. Mind you, he seems rather taken by Monique himself.
Stunning composition and crop, and just the most wondrous dash of luck, create an arresting image, taken on the Velddrif estuary at sunrise. The Great White Pelicans are in just the right place, and the diagonals in the shot are superb. And how about those parallel beaks? All seems to have been dead still until perhaps the bird on the right removed his beak creating a ripple.
They look like artists at work, painting with their beaks, the one on the left intent on his wavy yellow creation on a blue canvas, the one on the right taking a moment to lean back and consider his progress.
Now here’s an end-of-days photograph if ever there was one. Gone. Everything’s gone. Not a leaf, not a blade of grass, just dead trees and an uninhabited dwelling with cracks in the walls and peeling paint. And that creepy, rusty structure plonked in the middle of nowhere.
How did this abandonment happen? But it’s a beautifully composed scene of desolation, taken in Namibia, with its elements to the left and right, and the emptiness continuing through the spaces into the distance, left, right and centre. Then the expanse of soil, of nothingness, in the foreground and, above, a giant sky with not a cloud or a bird in sight. How eerily beautiful in this early light.