Just Waving (Arriving Somewhere, But Not Here)

WAV1Nine o’clock in the morning
I’m taking the overnight train

Checked the Date – February 2018

I’m riding to someplace
Where I’ve never been

WAV10And I’m waving through the window as we go
Somebody says
What are you waving at ?
Well what do I have to lose
Somebody might wave back

Seven o’clock in the morning
I’m carrying bags under my eyes
Been awake all night
Counting the hours to sunrise

WAV6Drawing patterns on a breakfast table top,
I lift my gaze, my mouth just drops

There’s someone in the room waving at me
Hey there
What are you waving at ?

What do I have to lose


Somebody might wave back


Arriving Somewhere


To the Bone, Arepas, Tapas and flying Catalans


I took the red eye to Barcelona to see Dominic, enjoy some Barcelona culture, some cuisine; and experience the magic of Steven Wilson in Concert. All in a 36 hour visit.


One of those impromptu trips that has greatness written all over it, but could also move slightly off course.


This one didn’t drift astray, not for one bit.


Dominic was the perfect guide and we had a ball. We ate, drank, talked and talked and then drank, talked and ate some more.


And then we sat down and had something to eat and drink.


As the evening turned magenta we made our way to the auditorium to take our seats for the most wonderful musical experience. If you have the chance to see Steven Wilson – do not miss it.


I was in my element.


Thank you Barcelona, Dominic and Steven.


A day I shall treasure for all time.



Whats Cooking In The Kitchen….

A Life of Sundays


Spiedini Di Ivoltini Di Agnello


Lomo Iberico, Manchego, Olives, Rioja and Focacia

Since I have been housebound these last couple of weeks and will be the next couple of weeks, due to our litter of four, it has been not possible to go out and make new photographs. So the creative mind starts to think in a different way.


Lentils with Goats Cheese and caramelised Walnuts


One a day…….

I have written over these last couple of years about Trees, Dogs, Music, ND Filters, Autotelic, Books and of course Photography in general, all important for Mind, Heart and Soul. However the mortar that keeps it all together is great food.


Vingnole and Ciabatta

One of my passions (I know I know I have a few) is sourcing and cooking with wonderful ingredients.




Slow roast Shoulder of Lamb

I am by no means a food Photographer but these are some dishes we have enjoyed.


Tomato Bread


Rogan Josh


Piquillo Peppers stuffed with Oxtail


Tarte au Citron


And so another Sunday has ended and crumbled. Wouldn’t a Life of Sundays just be the best…..


I dreamed and I wandered
Wayward like a restless wave
Spanning from here to yonder
Most spectacularly saved
Dream and life entwined
The old day cracks and crumbles and it’s fine…



Welsh Gold

Yesterday saw the last of our puppies depart for its new home. Rigby is going to live in Wales with our good friends Mark and Juliet.

RIGS1 They came bearing lovely gifts. I had absolutely no idea that there is such a thing as a Welsh Single Malt Whisky. And if it tastes half as good as it looks I am in for a treat.


And like the other Aur Cymru used to make jewellery worn by kings and princes down the ages, Penderyn single malt is also rare and highly priced.

To those who love it, it’s a new kind of Welsh Gold.


As for Aur Cymru, I have been sworn to secrecy about  the location of this River. One of the very few places the rare Welsh Gold can still be found.

“Iechyd da”!  To you all.


Less Is More


The more cameras and lenses I tried to use in the past, the less creative I was. Too much gear is too much complication, and stress. I fell into decision fatigue. I now make the best of what I have.

L6Holmfirth Easter 

The less we complain, the more gratitude we have. And the more patience we have. Don’t complain — just feel pity for the other person. The less we complain, the more happiness we will find in our lives.

L9Builth Wells 

The less you have, the more you have.


Hobson Moor – Winter 

Why make photos or be a photographer? For me it is to experience the world in a more connected, conscious, and appreciative way.

We live in an insanely distracted society.

Now, is this a bad thing?

I think so.

If we’re distracted, we cannot savour living.

L7Robin Hoods Bay 

To me, love, joy, and life is all about sharing our day, sharing our philosophies of life, and empowering and uplifting one another. If we’re being distracted by random crap on Facebook, Phone or the Internet, we cannot be present with one another.

L8Hebden Bridge 

Now, I think photography is a good way to fight this distraction. Photography forces us to pay attention.


Photography is an experience of looking at images, and feeling a sense of gratitude, awe, inspiration, or emotional change.


When I look at my photos, I feel a sense of gratitude for the past, and a sense of appreciativeness for the growth I’ve had in life thus so far.


Photography is an experience of interacting with the world differently.

L4Borth (Hinterland Location) 

It encourages me to wander, to explore, to look around, and talk to strangers. Photography encourages me to walk more, which is good for my physical and mental health.


Photography is a creative and spiritual outlet. Instant paintings. Instant art. Making photos makes my spirit feel uplifted. Making photos helps me make social commentary and critique, which I hope changes the hearts and minds of others in a positive way.

img810Home by the Sea – Dungeness

Ultimately, I consider photography as a form of experiencing life in a much richer, vivid, and beautiful way.

L4Delamere Forest 

Photography is like salt, pepper, butter, and garlic for everyday living.


I love life, music,  photography, and you.


No Life Without History


Hattie  2011

Looking back through decades of my images (I was hunting for two in particular), it did strike me just how many moments I have experienced, documented, forgotten and remembered.


Abandoned Dance 2012

Regardless of what I did with any of those experiences after the fact, one thing remained common among all of them. I will never experience any of those moments again. In that sense, photography becomes a document of that which we will never again have. This is a potentially dangerous line of thought, I know. One should be careful how often one looks back. But despite that danger, I am helped by what these images remind me off.


Masks 2014

I think we have a lot of trouble valuing the future. And we got awfully caught up in the present. Looking back is often where we best realise the value in what we have had, or experienced.


Boy and Puppy 2013

Going through the decades of collected photography I was first startled by all the things I have seen in these past years. In truth, I have seen much more than that but I have been making images from my life for about 35 years now, which is way more than half my life.


Mike and Anto 1990

So there is much I have done that has not been documented by me. It is a heady record of sights seen, friends had, trips made, quiet moments spent and the turning, turning, turning of the years.


Simone 2013

It was a bit sad too, I admit. Images I looked at and remembered well surprised me by already having aged five or six years. Was it really that long ago so fast? To see photos of yourself younger, or people you knew who no longer live. These can be melancholic pleasures.


Jesper and Ken 1988

But I think this is OK, at least in measured doses. This reminder of time slipping by, of things loved and lost, of no river being stepped in twice; is what helps me colour the present more vividly, this is what helps me float through the little dramas of today that I really have no business allowing myself to become entangled by.


Dorset 1984

Why do I want to spend those precious moments angry at traffic, or frustrated by the things that need attending, ruing the weather? The answer is that I don’t. I only get that particular moment once and if I am lucky, I’ll make a photo in it to remind myself later how valuable a bit of time it was.


Gilbert, Pierre, Jean-Dennis, Susan – Chartres 2011

And as the title promised  – A Life needs a history.




Colourflow In Mind

A Nod to Kandinsky

We just finished re painting our hall and stairs and the idea for a set of colour photographs, inspired by Kandinsky’s use of colour, was born. So here are the resulting images with some philosophical musings attached.


Kandinsky has left some of the most sublime colour-combinations, abstract forms, and spiritual thoughts on art.

Art is retreating back to nature


Art awakens in us an appreciation for life, nature, and the universe.

Music x Painting


I love music, music is the strings of the soul. Kandinsky likens music a lot to his painting . I love this idea of trying to create vibrations in the soul with my art and photography.



Colours in photos or art can influence our soul; how we feel, our emotions, and our mind.

Feel joy through art


If you’re an artist and not feeling joy, something is wrong.

Create art that vibrates your soul


Make art through your pen, your keyboard, your body, your voice. If your art evokes vibrations in your soul, and the soul of your viewer, you are doing it right.

Abstraction is clarity


Reality and life are very messy and complicated. I love abstract painting and art because it shows us true reality, not clear, crisp lines.

Necessity creates the form


There is no better form in art. Painting isn’t better than sculpture or photography.

Every art form is distinct.

Photography isn’t better in digital or film. It is just different. I prefer film.


Composition is the sum of organised tensions

If  photos or images have no tension there will be no interest or composition.

Enjoy art for how it touches you, but above all, have fun.


New Life, Old Life or Before and After

The New Life starts here…….

I have an ongoing battle and a love hate relationship about how much, if any, personal information I want to share on an open site.

Well it’s not resolved yet, but for this post I shall make a measured exception and keep the door slightly ajar.


As I sit here on this beautiful morning,  putting pen to paper so to speak, tears of relief are rolling down my cheeks. I have got my life back.

A week ago my 8 year long nightmare of being stalked, harassed , lied about and impersonated by an extremely deranged and vile individual came to an end. I finally got justice and am protected by a five year very comprehensive restraining order issued by a Crown Court judge. Thank You.

CAnd by pure coincidence one valve in my amplifier decided to check out on the same day as the hellish last 8 years ceased to matter anymore. So in went a new set and glorious oh glorious sounds once again filled the air, caressed my soul and started the healing.

CHShould you have read this far I thank you for your patience.

Here are some simple yet important things that make me enjoy life.





C1A true friend and a sort of adopted younger brother

C11My Dogs

C12Great Food

C5A fine Cognac

C13A well cut shirt

C6Strong and very good black coffee

And last but no way least

C10The woman that I love who possesses a smile that can stop wars


And so as I embark on the final chapter of my life long journey I have decided to be much more selective with my time and will ignore situations that are not important to my happiness.

Ignoring is empowerment

Ignoring can be one of the best things we do in life.

I know it’s hard, and it is one of the things I’m trying to build, the skill of ignoring. And I need to remind myself that the power of ignoring others is a positive skill.

So fellow traveller, learn to ignore unimportant nonsense and garbage. Ignore negative people who drain your energy. Ignore insults, calamities, and downsides in your life. Ignore distracting social media, websites, blogs, media, and superfluous sources of information.

But never ignore your own conscience.

Safe Travels and the New Life starts here.




Here is a small portion of what’s cooking in the kitchen


Spiedini Di Ivoltini Di Agnello

soI hope that some piece will elevate your spirit

Sometimes I feel like I’m playing on the radio

Sometimes I feel like I’m in a travelling road show

Sometimes I got the power of the will and I know my soul is going to be alright


Sometimes I feel like I’m on a freight train
Forever rescued by the mystery rain

The sun will be shining down; push it all away, make it alright
Sometimes in the heart of a long, cold night
It’s all too far out of sight


Hard to know everything’s going to be alright
Everyone thinks you got everything you want
Hard to have and then have not