red dye, white wool, red bucket, minimal activity > red dye, wet wool, green moss > Red sheep in Patterdale, April 2017
More pictures of my mum, my sister and me, from my Dad’s slide collection. Photographed through the daylight viewer again, same train of thought as the previous post.
This is a picture from my Dad’s carefully curated slide collection, my favourite from the ‘Us’ set. My mum, my sister, and myself on a Scottish beach, in the middle of the last century. I’m observing from the outside – I’ve no memory of this. I took the photo with a camera looking through the […]
Ushguli is a series of small hamlets in the Caucasus mountains, in the Upper Svaneti region of Georgia. It’s at the end of the road more or less, and takes a bit of effort to get to. The houses are distinctive, patched up, and very weathered, the paths between them soft with mud and animal […]
Pat in a blue hat. My mum at Sara’s wedding, posing in Jean’s big blue mother-of-the-bride hat. This sequence was taken about a month before she died, aged 85, a lovely lady. Photo credits: the very talented wedding photographer, Rebecca Vale
A short drive over a hill, and back again. Made exciting and dramatic by the amount of water pouring out of the sky, pouring off the cliffs, saturating the air, misting up windscreen and lenses alike. Very enclosing, a bit suffocating, and just wet (especially for the cows). Click an image and follow as a […]
Rock Nook banners is a small arty project drawing on the obvious association of cloth and mills, decaying buildings slowly losing their substance, structure, grids of windows, and ways of getting photos onto fabric. The project started as an exercise for learning how to do screen-printing with photos, and developed through the idea of build-your-own-mill […]
Rock Nook Mill near Littleborough, background furniture on the canal path. Grid of windows, broken, boarded, scribbled on, catching the light as you walk past. Dark and looming in the rain, but gradually loosing its substance, particularly now the roof has gone, and the light is pouring in. Source material for a printing project.
Walking up the lane, looking up at the beech trees caught in November sunshine.