Wednesday, September 30, 2015


                                                                 brighton                 autumn         2015

                                                                      yorkshire          autumn         2015

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

this morning

                                                      brighton                    autumn                  2015

I stare into the bright silvery light until my eyes burn, then I close them tightly and watch the orange colour flares behind my eyelids and feel the warm morning sun on my face. The wind is strong and smell of salt in the air and the sound of the waves is reassuring, there is nothing except water, sky and the horizon. My thoughts slow down to a stop, I am free just to be here, not waiting and not wanting, just being. I forget that behind me is a beach and a road and a city and people, and a past filled with history that my memory too often tries to grasp. I think of nature and the beauty of a blade of grass blowing in the breeze or a bird once so awkward and earthbound, soaring in graceful arcs across the sky. I smile at my own foolishness and fortune, to be alive in this moment, filled with life and with love.

Sunday, September 27, 2015


                                                           yorkshire                 autumn               2015
                                                  brighton                     autumn                   2015
                                               brighton                       autumn                     2015


                                                                     brighton            autumn          2015

Saturday, September 26, 2015

a thousand dreams within me softly burn

                                                                         brighton            autumn      2015

I walked, walking warm and vital breath, While stones watched, and wings rose soundlessly

Friday, September 25, 2015

for your pleasure

                                                                   brighton            autumn            2015

Thursday, September 24, 2015

new landscape photography

thank you to Wilson Cummer at newlandscapephotography  for publishing my work

Monday, September 21, 2015

in the black dove cafe

                           brighton             autumn          2015

Sunday, September 20, 2015

my nephew can fly

                                                          brighton               autumn             2015

by the ocean

                                                              Brighton            Autumn             2015

Thursday, September 17, 2015

a kind of blue

                                              Miles Davis hand by Irving Penn      July  1986

Miles Davis 1959 album A Kind of Blue is an album that can be at times haunting and soothing, relaxing and stimulating, effortless yet complex.  I first heard it as a child on my grandfathers gramophone and over the years it has remained an album I turn to when I feel alone and need reminding of the magic that can be found in solitude.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

dancing dog

                                                                                  prague         summer      2015

Well my trip to Prague is almost over, I hadn't been here for 5 years but it is still a city filled with magic and a good place to get lost for a week. I have met some very friendly and generous people, done a lot of walking, taken only a handful of photographs (as usual) and will finish off playing a concert tonight, and who knows maybe the dancing dog will come along too.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015


                                                                           prague         summer             2015