These artichokes were in the vegetable garden of The Pig at Bridge, Kent. A fab hotel and restaurant with a kitchen in the vegetable garde.

Revisiting Goodnestone Gardens in Kent.

Searching for an image amongst my negatives, I found these two images I had taken 41 years ago...

After much consideration and doubt...

What attracted me to this lonesome clementine was its age and almost dried leaves, how they fall gently downwards... It seems that every time the post production of every photograph I take is taking me longer...

AS the title points out: two nails...

This are not a painting. I feel obliged to explain verbally these images: The original still life photograph is lifted, raised to another level, to another interpretation, a new reality. A curator placed this final interpretation in the realm of Magic Realism, a term which is commonly applied to literature, specifically Latin American fiction. And thus attempting to bridge the gap between traditional photography and traditional painting (the repetition of 'traditional' is intended)

Hoping for a colourful sunset...

Some years back, on my way to Portugal through Northern Spain, over the Picos de Europa by motorcycle I took this picture, reworked now to complete my vision. I have a Yamaha V-Max 1200 that takes my breath away every time I ride it.

The fascination of a lone tree on the brow of a hill...