Gallery Intro

It's not something I do because I feel like I'm exceptionally brilliant at it.  Instead it remains something that absorbs me; intrinsic, photography is a passion.  As a writer and consequential observer of life; taking pictures is like the lesser tenacious sport.  Like making love before you start your day; its a medium that speaks for itself.

My photographs are of life; my life.  To photographically capture what interests me; my photo's are of what I find exquisite, real, or maybe challenging.  Nothing means nothing; yet these are the moments of my life, the day's, the months, the seconds of life passing...

 

      Arriving back at A = Athens on the eve of my birthday and well, its all old and auspiscious.  Old England flown. 'The Mother' in my country long dead; with no idea...
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Like astral planing, my head is everywhere but nowhere.  These past months back in Britain, have been like a spiritual bath I'm not sure I ever wished to take, but have been given anyway. ...
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Its as if all creativity has just dissapeared, washed away, feeling like an empty vessel trying to be artistic, is much like Donald Trump trying to gain respect. Try as you might enthusiasm doesn't ...
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It affects me, as dull and as overcast as the British weather is, it drains the soul. Living in the shadows without light for extended periods becomes you. Makes the mind a part of its Matrix; ever ...
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You can't get away from it, we can't slack for a moment without it, ever constant, even with the sand between your toes and the sun on your back it dawdles with you; fucking money, none of us live f...
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Some people you simply know you've known before in some long forgotten previous life; like a brother that has your back, Woozy is one of these to me.  No push nor pull, just an easy, straight f...
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  Where is my head? Really, I’m just waiting for the sun. Its warmer in Athens, yet still too early to head to the islands. I crave the sea, three months in the city and my need for natu...
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  With thanks to Marlene and a Greek friend living in California, I’ve now a small handful of English speaking Greek friends to hang out with. Whilst renting an apartment in Psiri, both ...
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  It’s the graffiti. I think of London and the soul of it that has been almost completely lost through its recent years of gentrification and filthy social-cleansing. Today the London I ...
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  Whilst I will remember 2016 as the year of anguish, born of hopless situations and painful finalies. 2017 began in Scotland, visiting a past from long ago, to pay off loads of debts.  A...
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The irony is I was meant to be in Europe, the intention had been to chase the sun and head towards Morroco for a gentler winter.  I'd given up the tenancy on my home, packed up my Jeep and was ...
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Those Days…   Hunting and gathering is a team sport. These are ‘Those Days...’ that I spend with others taking photographs. Sometimes it’s me behind the camera, somet...
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Photographing moving objects, 101 SALAD DODGERS is a series of snapshots taken in the crowd.  A photographic portrait of the real unairbrushed British Waistline.  Heading away from the pag...
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NATURE - neither my photographs nor humanity do her the justice she deserves.  She provides everything for us asking nothing in return.  Sadly, forgetting all inter-connectivity to her, se...
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Whilst I consider London my home town, the roll of my heart is with our rural lands. Oh to lay in a sunny flower meadow surrounded by a menargerie of deeply loved animals, the Curlews and Oyster Cat...
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