Archive for June, 2010

Canal Dreams

Canal Dreams

I do not remember taking this photo. I do know it was taken on a canal boat voyage down the Canal du Midi in Southern France. But in my own defence I drank silly quantities of Rosé on that trip so it’s no surprise I can’t remember. There is only so much you can do on [...]

Grieving Mother

Grieving Mother

This is a memorial sculpture for dead soldiers (I can’t find the actual name of it anywhere. If you know, be so kind as to leave a comment), in Berlin. It depicts a mother with her dead son. I found Berlin to be quite an emotional city. There are still a lot of memories from the war [...]

Eiffel Stairwell

Eiffel Stairwell

I was on holiday in Paris with my parents and as all Parisian tourists, we went up the Eiffel Tower. However being young and male, I proposed we use the stair’s over the much more sedate and probably less awesome elevator. Aside from being an immense climb up flight after flight of increasingly elevated stairs, the [...]

 
Remembered Warmth

Remembered Warmth

There are some objects or images that are instantly recognisable and as the old adage goes, a picture speaks a thousand words. When I saw this hanging from a tree in a suburban part of East London, neatly arranged and tied to the branch, a string of sad tragedies played out in my head. Perhaps [...]

Roman Sunrise

Roman Sunrise

This is one of those photos that just happens as a fluke. I would like to say it was my skill and expertise but… it is obviously not because you know, this one was point and shoot all the way. It didn’t even look that good in real life. Though it is Rome so perhaps [...]

Victoria Blooms

Victoria Blooms

I used to do freelance design when I lived in London. I would neglect my job by wandering through the neighbourhood with my camera. This was taken on one of those excursions which led me through Victoria Park. It was a lovely sunny day, there were lots of hot chicks jogging… and I took photo’s of flowers. [...]

 
Sparse Pickings

Sparse Pickings

It would be great to be able to fly. But if I had to be a bird to do it? I still would. But I’d want to be like a freakin’ eagle or whatever. An eagle that lives in Tahiti. The rare Tahitian eagle that can kill like, sharks and stuff. Yes, sounds like me. [...]