for my parents and their gift of happiness

                                                                            yorkshire                       1972

I remember the day, I had just come back from staying with my grandparents. I hated that shirt, but looking at my Dad I can see that those shirts must have been in fashion at the time. I don't remember the chairs but I do remember the carpet and those pink slippers. Looking at this photograph I can see that my parents were very happy. I don't remember who took this photograph.

                                                   yorkshire                      2011

I remember the day, we went to the seaside town where my parents first went when they were dating and where we would holiday each year when I was growing up. I hadn't been there for twenty years and it had been modernised, but the sea still looked the same, cold, grey and flat. I see my father continued to have an eye for fashion and that my parents were still very happy. I remember taking this photograph as they strolled down the promenade.

twelve years

                                                        Bratislava                 winter               2016

                                                       Bratislava                winter               2004

not the same street
not the same birds
not the same camera
just the same person

a moment of joy

                                                            Bratislava          winter               2016

finally the sun came out just before it set

                                                                                          Ruzinov                 2016

some colour to brighten up a cold grey friday

concrete and nature

                                                            Ruzinov                    winter                 2016

                                                                     Borinka                summer          2106

Sofia

                                                                   Bratislava              summer            2011

                                                                  Bratislava               summer            2016

page from my neighbourhood

                                                                  Bratislava         winter          2016

after reading

                                                                          Bratislava                         2015

After reading this article about photographer/activist Danny Lyon in The Guardian and then reading his book Burn Zone, It got me thinking about the petrochemical plant at the edge of the city, and of how big industry and nature seemingly co-exist. Of how our so called need for fossil fuels helps to pollute the air, poison our rivers, irreparably damage our environment, kill off entire species of flora and wildlife and permanently change the future landscape for generations to come. The book highlights that .01% run our world, for their own profit and it also names and shames the top 50 people in the US who profit from the sale of fossil fuels and those who vehemently deny climate change and hire legislators to defend their right to poison the world.

dobré ráno - good morning

from my old route

looking down and looking up

                                                                 Bratislava         winter           2016

sleep

winter has arrived

                                                     Bratislava                   winter               2016

neighborhood

                                                                  Ruzinov          Bratislava          2016

the city

                                                              Bratislava              winter          2016

The village

empty

                                                               Bratislava            summer           2016

I pass this birdcage most days on the tram going into the city. I imagine it was home for a parrot or budgerigar or some other exotic pet bird. It sits there wedged in the tree, a symbol of captivity. I think the thing I like about it most and the reason I took the picture is that it is empty.

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                                                              Paneneska         Bratislava          2015