Homage to J. Alfred Prufrock

“I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas” – TS Eliot Walking the shoreline at low tide, crab claws abandoned near a child’s sandcastle remind me of J. Alfred Prufrock. It pains me to see broken claws discarded on a beach when these could be scuttling across…

KA-POW

Last year on 52 rolls I posted two series of cross processed Velvia 50 photos during September and December 2013. One of the photos, a sunrise over tidal pools which I particularly liked, I posted elsewhere. It drew a question that felt like an implied criticism: why would I want to cross process Velvia? But…

Good morning starshine

Sunday morning. Up early. Down to the harbour. Strong latte from the mobile cafe serving coffee to stall holders setting up for the markets. Contemplate the wind, clouds, and sun hanging low in the autumn sky. It seems to have risen due east, almost straight down the line of the breakwater. Outside the still waters…