A trip to the V&A and a stroll through the Buddha gallery en route to the cafe. I wonder if the curators in this room have to undergo special hair-styling in order to keep a watchful eye on the exhibits!
As the current climate is hindering any progress with my photography projects, I have resorted to snapping vases of daffodils. These are the marbles that lurk beneath.
Despite waking up to a blizzard and packing the pick-axe, flares, blankets, as well as the Kendal mint cake for the drive to Bath, it appeared that we were right at the edge of the bad weather. Having allowed myself…
Oh dear, another of those days where it gets to 5.00 and you realise you have been photographically inspired by nothing at all, so it's a 'shoot whatever's around'.
I was intrigued by the plants in the church - we're used to seeing flowers, but pot plants? It took a while to work out that they are most likely there for Palm Sunday, for that is in a few…
Signs of spring - a green leaf or two. This shed or garage is becoming a bit of a favourite subject, lying conveniently between the breakfast cafe and school.
It was just one of those days where braving the elements did not seem very appealing. Instead I stayed tucked up in the warm and took some shots of the 'Magic Spring'. I'm sure they used to be called Slinkies.
I've got some infrared film, but thought it wise to try and gain a better understanding of IR with digital first. As far as I can make out, it involves a lot of guesswork re focusing and shutter speed. Furthermore,…
Quick coffee stop at the MQ. I thought this face had something to do with Scary Movie, but apparently it is a sculpture from Franz West's Retrospective "Where is my Eight".
Having admired Mrs M's winning image Tower Fog, I rather hoped for the opportunity to do something similar this morning. I have now travelled the Cannon St - London Bridge stretch often enough to know exactly where to sit and…
This just made me giggle. This is 'The Junk Shop" - I love it, no pretensions of being an antiques emporium, just lots of lovely junk. And a copy of Dorothy Lange's biography for £3, which is no longer in…
A thoroughly enjoyable lunch with Magnum Photographer, Ian Berry, who knew Cartier Bresson, which means that there are only two degrees of separation between me and the great HCB! I felt very humbled and completely overawed to be in such…