I have walked over Deptford creek many times but just this once I saw something else superimposed on its reality...

The room....

Continuing with my second Still Life...

Inevitably it is necessary to give a historical perspective of this yearly festival that takes place in the city of La Paz, Bolivia. The celebration transforms and stimulates the social life of La Paz every year, emanating from a particular way of understanding and living Andean Catholicism. The Parade begins with a procession through the western part of the city. This procession is central to the event, involving 40,000 devotees who dance and sing in an offering to the patron saint. The dance has a sacred significance for the sixty-nine fraternities involved, which are greeted in the streets in a euphoric atmosphere where the music of 7,000 musicians resonates. It is so owe inspiring that it is rightfully a UNESCO Wold Heritage event (Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity). The image venerated with dance and music is believed to have arrived in the city at the founding of the convent of the Mothers of the Sacred Conception on the 8th of December 1663.

This project is yet another of my continuous effort to bridge the gap between traditional photography and traditional painting. A self portrait within the mythical story of Ophelia.

Four sunsets from the attic window...

Working on some photographs taken some years ago... Quimsa Cruz, a section of the Cordillera de los Andes

Six cala lilies in six images

A parable of stagnant, dead systems and the inevitable

I saw these spring onions and had to do something about it.