River Wye viewed from Symonds Yat Rock, Gloucestershire, 4th August 2017, Canon 5D mkII.
Raw Water Intake, Ryall
Raw water intake on the banks of the Severn near Ryall, 4th August 2017, Canon 5D mkII.
Dolgoch Falls
Dolgoch Falls, 7th June 2017, Canon 5D mkII.
Welshpool
View of Welshpool from NE terrace of Powis Castle, 5th June 2017, Canon 5D mkII.
Shoreham-by-Sea
Shoreham-by-Sea, 18th January 2017, Canon 5D mkII.
River Adur
River Adur, Shoreham-by-Sea, 18th January 2017, Canon 5D mkII.
Hardwicke Court
Hardwicke Court, 11th November 2016, HTC One M7.
Tottenham Court Road
Tottenham Court Road, 24th June 2015, Canon 5D mkII.
Drunken Fuckwit Mangles Bikes
Last weekend the missus and I headed to Monterey for a relaxing weekend on the Pacific coast. We took our bikes and locked them to the railing between our motel room and the car park. We figured nobody would steal our bikes, they’re not exactly top models. However, when we got home on Saturday evening, after snapping the sunset, a pleasant dinner and a couple of drinks, our bikes had disappeared. Just as the idea of our bikes being stolen was sinking in, we realised the railing was gone too, and the smell of diesel was hanging in the air. Then we found our bikes.
Smoke from the big head tastes like marshmallows
Last night Jeff and I went to an art show in a cannery. The place has lain empty since 1999, and is due to be demolished in the next few days. Last night, however, it was turned over to a group of University of California art students to do with as they wished. They put on a show called Uncanny.
Dots
As promised, here’s a photo of my first painting. Click on it for a bigger view. I made this piece in response to the cafe manager, Alli, declaring that the only art on display in the cafe during the month of March would be created by the staff. As I couldn’t rig up a projector or a plasma screen I couldn’t contribute a piece of video art, so I had to think of another way of getting at least one image onto the wall.
Quilty
This is a snap of the Central Valley taken by Courtney from the aeroplane that brought us back to California after Thanksgiving in New York. The original was very hazy and washed-out. I boosted the contrast and reduced the brightness until this image emerged. Then I forgot about it until today.
Peeing Statues Explained
Regular readers may have seen the movie of pissing Czech statues I posted last month. Now, thanks to Rev. Rehash, I have an explanation of their bizarreness. I love these statues now even more than before.
Kilt Caption Competition
Dicsuss.
Portmeirion Pictures
We took Courtney’s parents to Portmeirion, a village built entirely according to the plans of one man, Bertram Clough Williams-Ellis. Not only did I find it endearingly pretty, but also fascinating to explore a personal fantasy made concrete.
Pretty Bleak
Last month, Courtney, James, Dave and I explored the Stiperstones in Shropshire. It’s an impressively bleak landscape, and a site of scientific interest, which has peaked in recent weeks as full-sized, flesh-coloured human “heads” have been noticed growing on top of certain rocks. We hoped to see some of these for ourselves.
Prague Pictures
Yosemite Gawpers
Mundane Snaps (Part One)
A few people have been nagging at me to either send or blog photos of my everyday life: where I live, what Davis looks like, etc. On a sunny day last week I got the camera out and snapped my immediate surroundings. The results are hiding behind the password-protected post entitled "Mundane Snaps (Part Two)." I’ve passworded it just in case.
The magic word is my middle name. No caps.
Protected: Mundane Snaps (Part Two)
Sixty Second Snaps
The Human Clock is a lovely little project which anyone can contribute to. It displays a different photo of the current time every minute of the day. Many of the photos, which are sent in from all over the world, are charmingly unremarkable. A woman with short cropped hair points at the time written on a piece of paper on her car windscreen. Bored office workers in Virginia arrange pens and coffee cups to read 4:15. Time passes.