Archive for February, 2015

Sea views

Saturday, February 28th, 2015

Sad discovery

Saturday, February 28th, 2015

I was out for a walk in Peel and decided to spend some time browsing in the second hand bookshop there. Imagine my great sadness when I found that the bookshop had closed.

I felt numbed. The world had dumbed down even more. There was a notice in the window. I moved closer to read it, expecting a note thanking people for their custom over the years and bidding everyone goodbye.

That wasn’t the tone of the note. It told me the shop had moved round the corner to 10 Michael Street. Yay. I’ll be there later today:)

East facing bedroom window in Peel, Isle of Man

Saturday, February 28th, 2015

tyre on beach

Saturday, February 28th, 2015

The gents toilet at the West End Tap

Sunday, February 22nd, 2015

The nature of this subject being as it is the toilet is only photographed in a mirror. The toilet itself must presumably exist but the inclusion of a mirror into the shot creates a question mark in our minds. We only get to see the cistern and the toilet seat.

Not seen in this photograph is the fact that the light only comes on in this toilet when someone enters which adding to the illusional nature of the composition.


Wednesday, February 18th, 2015

Pretty cool. A small piece of Spain in deepest London.

Stage Door

Wednesday, February 18th, 2015

Alright love, in you come. Better get a move on. Not much time to get that make up on and start warming up. I’ve hung up the new costume in your dressing room. It’s the same as the old one. Thought it was time we got you a new one. Got fed up with patching the old one up. It was more patches than original material and you’re not playing a tramp.

Oh and Roger left you a message…


Tuesday, February 17th, 2015

jug filled sits on table

Sunday, February 15th, 2015

soup stirs on stove top
dishwasher whirrs
sounds of tidying up in kitchen
running water
plastic pot moves slightly on drainer
out of window branches blow
hot tea warms hand
jug filled sits on table

Bookcase at the Bookstop Cafe

Sunday, February 15th, 2015

Featuring the Abandoned Sandy Shoe and Other Chinks in the Curtains of Life

Sunday afternoon at the Strugglers

Sunday, February 15th, 2015

We were taking a walk, Joe and I. Sunday afternoon. The Joseph Banks Conservatory had just closed so we carried on past the castle. Steve was unloading his guitar and audio kit from the car in the car park next to the Strugglers. Ascertaining that he would be starting in around 30 minutes we went in.

The fire was going and the pub oozed the perfect vision of what a British pub should be. Warm, comfortable, inviting. The banter at the bar was entertaining. Unexpected beers on a Sunday afternoon were the perfect way to ease into the evening.

In the early hours and minutes…

Sunday, February 15th, 2015

It’s definitely light but the world is still waking up. I go downstairs into the kitchen and boil the kettle guided by the weakly permeating rays of the sun. A robin pecks away at the bird feeder outside and two blackbirds hop around the lawn turning over leaves.

The noise of the kettle does not sit well with the calm light portrayed in the picture. Tea made I retreat upstairs leaving the kitchen quiet again.

Restricted Zone

Saturday, February 14th, 2015

This is a restricted zone. No unauthorised access. Personnel without appropriate permissions will be removed by armed guard, locked in the Castle dungeon and forgotten about. By order of the Bishop of Lincoln



Saturday, February 14th, 2015

this is not a state of inebriation. a couple of glasses of red wine and a bottle of cider. It’s a friday night easing into the weekend. music generated from elsewhere in the house filters through the floor. voices accompany the guitar. its a state of unebriation.

Wragby Road as sunset approaches in February

Friday, February 13th, 2015

Delicate colours here. Not much traffic. February. Freezing cold. Naked trees. Almost a hybrid of photograph and painting.