Category Archives: Photography

Pictures from the Var Side

A small break in Provence. Five photographs to represent. Haiku thoughts. Wisteria twisting round the railings of our little balcony; catching a sunset as the islands slip away; a wall of wabi-sabi growth, decay and colour; pretty pastel houses and … Continue reading

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In Wisteria

In wisteria The air is trying to breathe Morning is tangled. I wanted to capture in some way the knowingness of wisteria. Hints in its name. Wistful hysteria. A social climber climbing when your back is turned. How in bloom it can’t … Continue reading

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Fine Rain

Another 5am start. B. to NYC. Fine rain (fine, rain) sets in I light a candle, tobacco-scented, blow it out The wisteria in bloom looks like a round of applause Pick a year and invite the Then Me, ask me … Continue reading

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Bicycles in Munich

Munich, Bavaria. The weekend isn’t up to so much. I have, erm, issues with the beer there which I don’t know how to express. I mean, how best to. The bicycles around the city catch my eye. It’s really great … Continue reading

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Things to See in Paris

Two bicycles, Two buildings with their skies. One crack in the wall under Serge Gainsbourg, One little blue-green car and One setting sun across the runway when it’s time to go. Check.  

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A Disparate List

1.    When people tag pictures with #nofilter, increasingly my first reaction is, ‘oh, that’s a shame – a carefully chosen filter would’ve made your okay photograph really pretty great.’ It comes across as judgey, and so I judge right … Continue reading

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A Short Rhyme for Missed Rain

The egg cartons, milk bottles, were dry. And they were delivered at five. So the rain must have happened Sometime before then. When we were asleep. But alive.

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