Towards the evening, diffusely lit by a typically grey-skied and damp sort of autumn day, our Ash tree seemed to be glowing
down the middle
When we were looking to move down to Cornwall, my wife had a shortlist of desired characteristics for the ideal location.
is it art? no. not yet.
I was reading an interesting Guardian interview with the veteran photographer Ferdinando Scianna - you can find it here - and he offered up this thought about what photography should be considered as being art.
a warm morning
The UK is currently parched. Many readers in properly hot regions may be harrumphing (or whatever other unimpressed and dismissive noises they wish to make) as we are experiencing a heatwave here getting in to the mid 30's (that's centigrade, other temperature measuring scales are available) and exclaiming 'That's nothing, we have (insert insanely hot... Continue Reading →
some days, some views
As you can probably tell if you have visited me before, I do like to mainly shoot and present my pictures in black and white. But some days and some views - especially if the seas are spectacularly blue - need the colour left in them. This view is looking south on Cornwall's Atlantic north... Continue Reading →
in praise of hawthorn
I like a gnarly old Hawthorn tree. They're a stoic kind of tree, not fussy about position and soil quality at all, seeming to just get on with doing their thing wherever they find themselves growing. Most don't end up being trees at all, just a constantly trimmed piece of a mixed hedgerow environment, so... Continue Reading →
What a great week for the weather, not a cloud in the sky! Well, OK, perhaps just a little one.
warbstow bury clouds
I know I have taken, and posted, a lot of photographs of this place, but that is because I am normally there at least three or four times a week. The bank to the left is the inner wall of the Iron Age fort remains, the deep gulley surrounding it being created by the moving... Continue Reading →
My Redbubble store occasionally sends me an email starting 'Congratulations, you've made a sale!' When I say occasionally, I do mean it's very much at the 'Oh wow, yes! I forgot it was still there...' level. So a recent email informing me of the purchase of one of my images as an extra large canvas... Continue Reading →
life and death
Birch tree starting to come into leaf on a bright, early-spring day, Warbstow churchyard.
Just sitting here and thinking of some relevant wording to add to my pictures for this post. Don't mind me. Tell you what, I'll post the pictures for you to look at now, while I carry on and think of the angle I'm going to take for the text. As usual, you can click on... Continue Reading →
Not dead yet
I know. You have been wondering haven't you? It has been said --by me on my 'About Bear' page as it happens-- that "I do enjoy the creative outlet of my photography–it’s just more often in sporadic bursts of relative enthusiasm rather than a continuous drive."But five months, without even feeling like I want to... Continue Reading →