One day here, the other, gone. The only thing left was that menacing message. You never knew when your turn might come. If ever. When it …
iPhoneography
Mini Saga n.14 — The Landing
It landed on a foggy night, somewhere in the suburbs. Its surface covered with intricate decorations, a message for us maybe. But we didn't …
Mini Saga n.13 — A Moss Heart
In spite of the appearance, the creature has a soft, green heart. As I reach over, I sense a little movement, a shiver, like a faint …
Mini Saga n.9 — The Screaming Rocks
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 …
Mini Saga n.8 — Mind the Gap
I mind the gap all the bloody time! Until I didn't, and slipped through the crack. Through broken glasses and mobile phones I saw a …
Postcards from Bruges
Bruges is stunning. Picture postcard perfect. So much to see and do. And eat Room and breakfast (or what's lefts of it) a the Pand …
The Richter Room at Tate Modern
A few shots taken with my iPhone 5 and Hipstamatic, at the Tate Modern, during a recent visit. Tm …
All black & white iPhonography
This week I have been experimenting with black and white photography, both with the Nikon and with the IPhone. I'm still editing the …