of kerouac and wire

The eye should learn to listen before it looks
― Robert Frank


canned, and on the bench

a load of bull

don’t

feeling prickly?

dealing…

brittle

wired

blowing in the wind

toothsome

long and winding (but not yellow brick)

branching out

kerouac(ing)


*all images made on 1 January 2024, with Nikon F5, AF Nikkor 80-200mm 1:2.D ED lens and Ilford HP5 Plus film, negatives developed by Carmencita Film Lab, then scanned with Nikon D850 and ES-2 Film Digitizing Adapter*

poppies and other (dry) things

People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast


I have neglected my photography (and writing), and you my readers (those who may still be here) for a while.

So, on a hot (thirty degrees) late Spring day, I took off along the local track that always has a story to tell, each season offering a new and different tale.

Today that tale was of desiccated vegetation, and poppies, just past their prime.


*all images made with Nikon D850 and AF-S Nikkor 24-70 f/2.8E ED VR lens*

ribera del rio

“What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath cherry blossoms”
― Kobayashi Issa, Poems


A follow up to my last post featuring more photos captured during a walk along the banks of the river Tormes in Salamanca…

*All images with Nikon D850 and AF-S Nikkor 70-200mm 1:2.8E FL ED VR lens, and some glorious February sunshine!*

JINGLE BELL ROCK / SALAMANCA MIX

dancin' and prancin' in jingle bell square
   in the frosty air
      giddy-up jingle horse,

   pick up your feet

- lyrics from jingle bell rock, tarja


the incredible shrunken man…

…catch a falling star

choices…

…standing man

…cervantes

imposition…

…got my eyes on you

pa-e-lla…

shelling out for christmas…

…pointing man

reach for the sky

cherche la grenouille

rapunzel’s bad hair day

hemmed in

men in hats (lazy)

another imposition

I spy an eye

framed

ho ho, ho

now, let’s go over that again…

crossed out

christmas cell

jingle bell rock

…the morning after


*all images made with Nikon D850 and AF-S Nikkor 35mm f1.4 G lens, plus a dash of humour*

Dark Christmas

cold earth sleeps
underneath a flaming northern sky
the snowy trees gently weep
dark christmas, tarja



*…images made with Nikon D850 and AF Micro Nikkor 105mm f2.8 lens*

misty meanderings

Flowers scattering –
The water we thirst for
Far off, in the mist

– Kobayashi Issa



*images made with Nikon D850 and AF-S Nikon 35mm 1.4G lens*

random wanderings

Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in
― Robert Frost


(Sometimes)

This city is where I live, as to where my home is, that’s a moot point.

Random shots on a cold autumnal day in Salamanca.

A practice shoot for a portfolio I am planning, over on salamancastreets.


*All images made with Nikon D700 and Nikon AF-S 50mm 1.4G lens – a blast from the past*

summer’s almost (but not quite) gone

Give me a land of boughs in leaf
A land of trees that stand
Where trees are fallen there is grief
I love no leafless land
― A.E. Housman


At this time of year, I tend to drop my vinyl copy of The Doors’ Waiting for The Sun on the platter and listen to Summer’s Almost Gone.

It is 7 October, after all.

Except, on this specific 7 October, it was 31C, in the afternoon. Not particularly autumnal.

There are some signs, in the photos (below), of the change in season. Some.

In other news, I have signed up for NaNoWriMo, so, from 1 November, and until 30 November, I will be attempting to write 50,000 words, and hoping at least some of them will make sense we will see what we will see…

If you are interested, I have tried writing here before…

Musings, very sporadically, out in the midday sun.

Random thoughts (or poems if you stretch a point) from lockdown in Accra in April 2020, am thinking of publishing these.

My first sustained attempt to write anything, Dark Side Thursday.

WordPress Writing 101 back in April 2015.

Be seeing you…



*Images made with Nikon D850 and AF-S Nikkor 70-200mm 1:2.8E FL ED lens*

about Christmas…

about christmas
        russian shell(s)
        ukraine hell(s)
about christmas 
        freezing cold
        forgotten old
about christmas
        homeless (not) hopeless
        clueless politician, regardless
about christmas
        behind closed doors
lie (closed) minds
about christmas
        how much, is enough
               for you
                   for them
                       for us
let's talk... about christmas

exposed

spotted

spirit (me away)

not just for christmas

not the pandemic 

do you feel lucky?

palmed off

face off

caged dreams

lack of intimacy

you looking at me?

where are all the little people?

no, on reflection

closed (for christmas)


*images made with Fujifilm X100F with fixed 23mm f/2 lens*