Artist, writer, web developer
Judging from the photos taken during the year, this is what I have been up to:
Happy New Year!
My Instagram feed lately: drawings and autumn views.
Mr Giant ate his lunch — a ham and pickle sandwich with milky tea — standing on Oxford Circus.
He couldn’t find a seat to fit his frame. And by now his feet were killing him.
As he moved on a side road to lose the crowd, he spotted the perfect place.
Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.
You are out of tune, again – said Terry. Hugh was following the music in his head.
His voice never matched the others.
The wind wasn’t helping either, a hot southern breeze that made them irritable. Wishing they were elsewhere.
Terry sighed – ok guys, once more from the top.
Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.
Going through the archives, I found a lot of photos taken around my parents’ garden, which is filled with fruit trees of all sorts:
A few more shots from my trip to Bruges.
All photos taken with Nikon D40 and edited with a mix of A Beautiful Mess Actions and my own.
A pale cloudy sky above the Eternal City.
Vines and grapes on the balcony of our rented studio flat. It doesn’t get better than this.
I always manage to get one shot like this. Every single summer holiday.
I thought they were the stuff of legends, but here it is: a hummingbird moth! Leisurely drinking nectar just outside our window.
After walking in the heat we ended up here, where a lovely old lady (and smart business woman) offered us a sit in the shade.
Ancient olive trees spread across the whole island. I don’t think I’ve ever seen trunks like these before.
I speak often about my love for the sea…I think it’s calling me. Again.
