Such an arrangement of colours and flowers.
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The lovely festive Garland at Cothele House.
Such an arrangement of colours and flowers. -
Always an exciting prospect
to stumble upon a Cave
to be explored
Leading you in a place of trepidation and imagination 
Looking up;
Silhouetted trees,
clinging on.
Another perspective.
Exit
Two voids; a bridge.
Passage. -
Ok, so it may very well be a simple photo of a wall. Its an easy photo.
The light is boring. Flat.
The wall itself though – it just begs to be seen. To be studied. There is so much going on – the layers of history, previous doorways blocked up, different brick infills; the weathering and individual colours of the bricks.
The door – leading to nowhere, disused. Abandoned. A façade belonging to nothing. -
The wrench, the bottles and that nail. -
Desolation.
Post Apocalyptic.
Or just rainy Wales. -
The irony; graffiti scrawled upon raw rock.
Litter spewed up by the sea, mans waste, below.
Oh Sainsbury’s:
Our Values Make a Difference. -
I like the composition: the horizontal band of green. A sheer cliff face.
The desaturated colours. You can imagine standing there. -
The mist from the sea;
a greyscale day
interludes of light -
Always marvelling at the wonders of nature -
The Light
along the path
drawn
the grasping rays -
Winter days. Grey, overcast. Wet. Dark trees.
Stillness – droplets held, ready to fall.
Contrast. Standing out.
Tendrils of light
Diminishing
Moments of illumination -
The smell in the morning,
the decoration,
the wrapped excitement that lies beneath. -
Its that time of year. It has many connotations for many people. Many different aspects that we associate it with. One of those being the lights and how we brighten up the dark nights with small glimmers of light. How the purest of things – light – can make something feel special. -
Our ability to pollute
Forgoing of responsibility -
You have to love woods in the winter; the cold light, the dampness. Saturated. Eerie.
Yet beautiful. -
Mist & condensation upon the mirror -
SX-70 Polaroid
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