A quick round up of some of the media coverage so far...(...and please add any we may have missed - simply use the comments field to add your own news stories about IBM & Wimbledon)
Thursday, June 26
A lot later...
... and I haven't had the time to do any posting until now, and only have a couple of minutes before another terabyte of photos land in our pixelated laps. So far the count is up to around 1500, so we are on course to make the daily average of 2000. We have prepared 90 for the site, and will definitely probably maybe break the hundred by the end of the day.
I have photos of my own to prep and post here, and thoughts to share on more details of Wimbledon, as well as a what may turn out to be a scathing diatribe about a place of some notoriety, the Broadcast Centre canteen. Alas, they will have to wait until I have finished work for the day. So, more, even later.
I have photos of my own to prep and post here, and thoughts to share on more details of Wimbledon, as well as a what may turn out to be a scathing diatribe about a place of some notoriety, the Broadcast Centre canteen. Alas, they will have to wait until I have finished work for the day. So, more, even later.
I was wrong...
... I couldn't hear him, it must have been someone else. So, I am back at my desk, and the sun has moved high enough to render my laptop screen visible again. Whilst I wait for David to appear I thought I would sling a few photos up from the last couple of days.
I was up on the roof of the Broadcast Centre, taking some shots of Strycova vs. Bondarenko on Court 18. It is one of my favourite courts, you are high up above the action and so it provides a different view of the players than you get on most of the other courts.
- A serve. I am told these shots are easy to take, and that is a fair observation I think.
- A lot of the shots we get sent have a tennis ball in them. No kidding Jay, a tennis ball? What are the chances eh!? Well, sometimes I like to take shots that don't have a ball. The image is then all about the shape of the player, the grace and poise, the second or so after the ball has left the frame. Sometimes such images make me think of ballet.
- Using a 300mm lens from just above the player makes it impossible to get a head to toe shot. Nevertheless, you can get some reasonable 'portraits'.
- Taking action with that lens from the same position is extremely difficult. Ha, well, for me at least. I listen for the ball leaving the opponent's racquet, then count and start shooting just before I think the ball will enter the frame. Generally it works well, and on a shorter lens you can gaurantee to get the ball in the shot, and with practice, on the racquet. This close, even with 10.5 frames a second, I am still having trouble getting the timing right.
- The aforementioned 300mm lens is excellent when shooting action at the opposite end of the court. Crisp.
- Looks a bit flat, this shot, but worthy to me as the power of the shot the player has pulled off is hinted at in the extension of the racquet and the movement (although stopped) of the clothing.
- The loneliness of the long distance tennis player, her only friend at this injury-induced moment is a big pink Wimbledon towel. Comforting.
- The light on Court 18, late in the day, is difficult. Some of the court is in shadow, the rest is brightly lit. I like the anonymity of shots from behind the player, but again this shot is a bit flat.
- The other end of the court, and the sun is still hitting it, drawing long shadows and sending exposure levels into the lap of the gods.
- Tattoo.
- Dejection kicks in (this was just before the towel was deployed fully in the shot above).
Right, I have work to do. More photos and words a bit later.
I was up on the roof of the Broadcast Centre, taking some shots of Strycova vs. Bondarenko on Court 18. It is one of my favourite courts, you are high up above the action and so it provides a different view of the players than you get on most of the other courts.
- A serve. I am told these shots are easy to take, and that is a fair observation I think.
- A lot of the shots we get sent have a tennis ball in them. No kidding Jay, a tennis ball? What are the chances eh!? Well, sometimes I like to take shots that don't have a ball. The image is then all about the shape of the player, the grace and poise, the second or so after the ball has left the frame. Sometimes such images make me think of ballet.
- Using a 300mm lens from just above the player makes it impossible to get a head to toe shot. Nevertheless, you can get some reasonable 'portraits'.
- Taking action with that lens from the same position is extremely difficult. Ha, well, for me at least. I listen for the ball leaving the opponent's racquet, then count and start shooting just before I think the ball will enter the frame. Generally it works well, and on a shorter lens you can gaurantee to get the ball in the shot, and with practice, on the racquet. This close, even with 10.5 frames a second, I am still having trouble getting the timing right.
- The aforementioned 300mm lens is excellent when shooting action at the opposite end of the court. Crisp.
- Looks a bit flat, this shot, but worthy to me as the power of the shot the player has pulled off is hinted at in the extension of the racquet and the movement (although stopped) of the clothing.
- The loneliness of the long distance tennis player, her only friend at this injury-induced moment is a big pink Wimbledon towel. Comforting.
- The light on Court 18, late in the day, is difficult. Some of the court is in shadow, the rest is brightly lit. I like the anonymity of shots from behind the player, but again this shot is a bit flat.
- The other end of the court, and the sun is still hitting it, drawing long shadows and sending exposure levels into the lap of the gods.
- Tattoo.
- Dejection kicks in (this was just before the towel was deployed fully in the shot above).
Right, I have work to do. More photos and words a bit later.
Day 4, first thing...
For the fourth day in a row it is sunny. Indeed, that is the reason this post is a little later than it might have been - the sun comes through the window and makes it impossible to see the screen on my laptop. I sit back to try and counteract it, to the point where my arms are straight, and all that happens is my light blue t-shirt reflects the sun back at the screen.
Yesterday we had 1750 photos sent in to the content box. A little down on the previous day, but even so, a respectable number. Plenty to choose from. However, it can be difficult to meet the 'demands' of the writers next door. "Can we have one of so-and-so smiling please?" ... well, not unless I do some photoshop trickery. Tennis players seem a pretty dour bunch a lot of the time. I realise that is a sweeping generalisation, and I do understand that it takes incredible dedication and perseverance to even get to the tournament, but really, given the sizable sums of money that the players trouser for just turning up and losing in the first round (c.£10k) you could be forgiven for wondering why you don't see more smiles. I know, it isn't about the money, it's the taking part. Oh, and whilst we are on the subject of prize money, losing in the first round of the singles still wins you more money than the outright winners of the wheelchair event. I think that is just rude.
So, the photo total so far stand at 6008, give or take a few, hitting the expected average of 2000 per day.
I am now waiting on the customer so I can get the list of articles up to the photographers. He isn't here yet. It is 10:32. Ah, I can hear him next door I think... I must go!
Yesterday we had 1750 photos sent in to the content box. A little down on the previous day, but even so, a respectable number. Plenty to choose from. However, it can be difficult to meet the 'demands' of the writers next door. "Can we have one of so-and-so smiling please?" ... well, not unless I do some photoshop trickery. Tennis players seem a pretty dour bunch a lot of the time. I realise that is a sweeping generalisation, and I do understand that it takes incredible dedication and perseverance to even get to the tournament, but really, given the sizable sums of money that the players trouser for just turning up and losing in the first round (c.£10k) you could be forgiven for wondering why you don't see more smiles. I know, it isn't about the money, it's the taking part. Oh, and whilst we are on the subject of prize money, losing in the first round of the singles still wins you more money than the outright winners of the wheelchair event. I think that is just rude.
So, the photo total so far stand at 6008, give or take a few, hitting the expected average of 2000 per day.
I am now waiting on the customer so I can get the list of articles up to the photographers. He isn't here yet. It is 10:32. Ah, I can hear him next door I think... I must go!
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