The idea of having a photographic project, or posting photos from a “series” has always intrigued me, suggesting to me a discipline so sorely lacking in my chaotic rambling, snaps of snatch and… Continue reading
Scenes in the short space of time and place that is Union Square in the brilliant sunshine of an October… Continue reading
The late Sunday afternoon sun in September out at Coney Island, Brooklyn, NYC.
Into the NYC night … and still hot in the city.
Concluding this edition of LA, the Long Walk Part 2 . . . . I took these… Continue reading
Want to come on a long walk through Los Angeles with me? The following shots are what I refer to as my GoPro stills, feeling perhaps a little too trigger happy in… Continue reading
Been away so long, or so it feels, and not quite sure where to pick up the thread . . . swapped some NY summer days for winter sunshine in Australia and now… Continue reading
There’s a new blog in town! Joe very kindly invited me to join an eclectic group of photographers to pool photos in the pond that is now Monochromia, a site dedicated to B… Continue reading
Some shouts of colour from the streets of New York. I had intended to write a small photo essay on the comparative differences between colour and B&W photography but that shall have to… Continue reading
It was one of those days, warm with intent, which turned into one of those nights when the lashing rain fell hard and for what felt like forever. Which… Continue reading
Summer in the city and some people are just so cool!
Sunshine! Such a loaded word and, after the long cold winter, full of intent. Time at last to get out and play. Plus we know it’s going to be cold again tomorrow. Warm… Continue reading
It was a bitterly cold day today. Snow sits in dirty clumps of stiff ice with another snow storm coming in over night . . . .
I’m not too good on year reviews and resolutions but I am sitting here in the damp of the UK where the rain is whipping and howling outside, and making its way inside.… Continue reading
. . . . and snow in the night light delights of Mott St where I never go without hearing the lyrics of Cole Porter Lorenz Hart asking the question – “and tell… Continue reading