Shooting the stars

As far as photography is concerned, astrophotography is a bit odd. It’s not like the heavens haven’t been images thousands of times, and often by people with equipment that far exceeds my own meagre means.

But people do continue to take shots of the sky at night. Look at this shot of the Milky Way featuring the Southern Cross, taken from my backyard one cool Autumn evening:

The Milky Way 30 second exposure

I took this with a Nikon d70s with a 30 second exposure. Later, I took another shot, this time with a 200 second exposure. Since I didn’t have a tripod that could track the sky’s movement, there’s some blurring of the stars here.

Milky Way 200 second exposure

But you still get the idea. Now you can see the Coal Sack and the dust really clearly. So it was cold, and I had to hold the shutter button, and the result is a photo that I could easily have grabbed from the Internet. Have a look at Greg Bock’s photos, for instance. Better than mine, but basically the same thing.

So why do I still want to go out and take more photos? Partly it’s the technical challenge, for sure. But it’s also the sense you get that you have somehow captured a part of the universe – maybe hat you’ve seen that little bit further than you might otherwise have seen. There’s also a sense of tangibility for me. A photo in a book or on the ‘Net is beautiful, and may be technially superior to y attempts above, but to me my photos are more real simply because I took them.

A confession

I have a scattered mind.  I have never told anyone this, but it’s probably not a secret. The evidence is plainly visible to anyone who’s looking hard enough.  One day I’ll be interested in some C++ project, the next day it’s photography.

The strange thing is that I always seem to come back to projects.  So maybe my mind’s just fragmented rather than scattered.  I’ve been working with HTML for years, and oddly enough, I’ve never really had a web site.  So I figured I might build myself one now, and use it to defrag my scattered head, or at least to spew its contents into the binary stormwater drain we like to call the Web.

I’m not writing this blog for it to be read.  I’m writing it so it can be written.  Maybe others like you will enjoy the content, but your enjoyment is not really the site’s main goal.  It’s therapy.