A reconstruction of the fort and its cause-way, as the tide comes in...

The Bosphorus, Istanbul as I imagine it...

Thinking about the many celebrations at this time of year: harvest, Day of the Dead, All Saints, autumn...

An image that built itself in the late hours in the dark...

a sunset over Etna from Taormina, the Lady of the Rock chapel

Looking through past images that I had not consider positively, find that there was something in them: this is one of them. Looking down towards the valley below the Pilgrims Way, on the North Downs.

Continuing with my on going Still Life collections. These horse chestnuts were on my table but could get my head around how to go about photographing them. I decided to throw them away and add I was gathering them they seem to form a neat pile. Bingo!

"Man could not be man nor God God. The agony Grew. Crow Grinned Crying: “This is my Creation,” Flying the black flag of himself." Ted Hughs

"I am one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind..."

This image was inspired by a painting by Bolivian acuarelista Ricardo Pérez Alcalá