Touche.
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In Red, wandering. Stark. Cliche.
Touche. -
Light & warmth caught. Encouraged. Embraced. -
Remnants of the day and tide, the last display of light. -
Frozen. Captured. Momentum and energy; waves never to cease.
1/3200 of a second. -
A brief moment – the clouds part. The glint of light reflected on the water. -
Stray, light. Light rays. Straying across the decking outside. Creeping along.
Watching as they slowly move with the sun. Angle changing. -
Blurs reflected
Mirrored -
Shapes – a blur; coloured forms. Movement caught. Fleeting. -
Wall Mural against a dull overcast sky. -
Silent and daring
Surrounded
Encapsulated -
I love the juxtaposition of the coloured building against your typical drab monochromatic city slab. -
Paused – The moment – That moment before. Slowly, as you watch the water collect.. and fall away.
The slight bounce from that small loss of weight.
The Twig. -
Lovely barrel vault leading you towards the deep blue of the evening sky beyond. -
Sculptural Wax
Light Creeping -
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.
