Mia Madre...

Mia Madre approcci la morte

A stone lay pointing...

The stone lay pointng, as it had for a week or more, waiting for something to point at.

Can you see the sun?

In what should be uninteresting broken concrete there is a pool of dark tannin stained water, the interplay of the steel bar and the twig... and to make it perfect, the sun buried deep in the pool of water.

Depth of Light



I was walking past a building site when I glimpsed this moment when the blue afternoon light created unexpected depth and drama in the shattered interior.



A quick shot through the windscreen.

A quick shot through the windscreen while the light (I post evidence) was red.

Kinkakuk-ji fired by the late afternoon sun on a bitter, cold day.

Kinkaku-ji fired by the late afternoon sun on a bitter, cold day.

A microcosmos collector in its prime

A microcosmos collector in its prime

The more you try to make it square the more the circle propogates.

The more you try to make it square the more the circle propogates.

Light and Shadows

Light and shadows