Category Archives: Photography

Photography

Noise

There is so much noise. It’s not merely the demands of a workday – meetings to attend, proposals to draft, reports to write, talks to give – nor is it simply the many, many temptations and trappings of social media – another Facebook friend’s latest status update, another photograph captured, cropped and sent out to

The Cotswolds

. The Heart of England This is not a guide to the Cotswolds. This is not a guide to Stratford-upon-Avon and Bourton-on-the-Water and Moreton-in-Marsh and Chipping Campden and Stow-on-the-Wold and Winchcombe and Broadway. This is not a guide to all those little towns and villages. This is not a guide to the famous Cotswolds stone,

London

. London Calling London’s calling. Heathrow, here I come. The plane soars from Changi and our vacation begins good and proper in the air, I think. Here and now, surrounded by clouds and clarity, we forget our troubles and the toil of a 9-to-5, Monday-till-Friday workweek. A new leash of life. I have been travelling

Humanly

. The cello grunts, swallows its own weeping and then the cymbals, the chimes begin their bittersweet tinkling. Set the mood, my love, set the dinner table: would that this be the hour of our estate, would you fill me with the truth instead of tender fables, my lips against yours, my mouth overflows with

Fried Chillies & Feisty Chicks

. The ladies, they do, of course, spice up your life. With their smiles enchanting and their wiles beguiling, we are gladly snared in their soft and tender snatches, their slow swooning upon our big, strong arms (even if ours aren’t, not really). Women made of iron, of steel, sleek and shiny but never cold

Chanson

. It’s Friday the thirteenth. Not a good number to start our night off with but tomorrow wouldn’t do. They say Valentine’s Day is for lovers, but not when you have your own spouses to attend to. We have to be careful. I abandon my car, and take public transport instead. The train. You pick

The Lady from Shanghai

. “There’s only one sun,” he says. She nods her head, not catching his meaning nor caring much either. It is enough that she is kind and patient. These sorts give up after a while and move on, further down the bar where it may be easier to land a catch, and sure enough, they