Film-wise that is. It seems I shot the following films this year Agfa Vista “Poundland” x3 CVS colour film Lomography Purple x2 Ferrania P80 Konica VX400bw x2 Konica VX200 Truprint 110 Kodak Portra 160 Kodak BW400CN x2 Ilford XP2 Kodak Ektar 100 In the following cameras Olympus MjuII Canon Epoca Ricoh R1 Olympus OM10 Canon […]
Hear the exciting story of the Facebook Colour Film Photography Group Travelling Camera, which I was part of recently! Even see footage of me taking a photo! Wow!
Desperate days always fade Days desperate for contact and company never last Just like any other days People come and go Old people once desired Are replaced with new people, newly desired Daydreaming inside a building Just like the ones I daydream of from the outside Which knock me sideways with awe When I visit […]
From a time where I wrote the diary on the computer, and then printed it out and stuck it into an actual diary. Really such an odd way of doing things. My camera will no longer focus in the corner of things but that adds something nostalgic to the image anyway. Since I knew the […]
After last week’s post I had evidence of what the garden clay slips looked like once they had been bisque fired, so I spent some time between classes decorating a selection of clay buttons with combinations of the different slips. I started making buttons in the classes earlier in the year after I had a […]
Well, yes, the world’s most unpopular YouTube channel is back for a new season of episodes, starting with this tale of my trip to the solar eclipse in Tennessee last year. Why not boost the viewing stats for this and spend 11 minutes listening to me explain three pictures from that trip?
So, with classes starting again this autumn, the ceramics research continues. As you will have seen if you read my first post about ceramics, there was clay under the ground where I grew up in Lincolnshire. Well, there was also clay under the ground where my parents lived in Oxford, and there is clay under […]
I was 46 When I let two ticks Turn my life right round No more “I’ll be quick” Now my heart goes out And I wait for you And those two ticks Are not turning blue
I’ve been studying ceramics for the last two years at evening classes at my local art school. It’s a really fun, social activity and I have made some nice friends doing it (as well as a lot of wonky pots). However, my interest in ceramics goes back a long, long way. I grew up in […]
In a museum on the other side of the world A patterned 70’s frock hangs preserved I pull out my camera to take a photo But who is it for? You Gone long ago Because I loved you, I loved your ideas A slice of passion I should no longer harvest Photos I no longer […]
The 4th of August 2018 was #DianaDay, a hashtag driven day of photography coming out of social media. I got into the idea of #DianaDay through my friend Denise, who I only know electronically. She lives in the USA and I live here in England, but we’ve formed a unique friendship online based on our […]
The postcard tumbling out of the book Lay on the floor and gave me a look “You’re late” it said It had been hidden for my surprise For quite some time I picked it up Dressed in a finery of affection Reflecting the mood of the day Finished with a kiss Evidence of love […]
All the while the melancholy tick-tock of summer Saying “Go boy, go” Get done what’s got to be done Kiss who’s got to be kissed Looking out over sunsets, Elsfield hills, Eynsham Road, Cumnor Hill, Tattershall Road, Rawson’s Lane, Chapel Hill, Hedgehog Bridge Looking out over empty fields Hot and tired from cycling, but raging […]
I am small and I want to feel small Dwarfed in my heart by the awe of love I want to be dwarfed in plain sight By the awe of tall buildings White limestone monuments Grey concrete abstractions Fiery red-brick towers With the chaos of a hungry heart in love Surrounded by tall buildings There […]
I grew up between two rivers In the west it was all twangy guitars and old secondhand books In the east, neat lawns and modern furniture Somewhere in the middle Was a seventies furnished in the fifties A MkIII Cortina A pathway from the door to the chair Worn into the nylon carpet with a […]