My music box of dreams has unwound
When I was little my mother would stand on our doorstep and watch me walk down the hill on my way to school. My schoolbag was made of old, brown
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No dread of hello
Leaving, like so much it is the anticipation. The dread. The slow build to those goodbyes. Once they’re done, you have not left, you have arrived. The familiar faces are
Abundant goodwill
For many reasons, I love the photograph I have chosen as one of my personal favourite iPhone photographs for today. The funny thing is I do not recall taking the
Street photography and privacy
Street photography and privacy, the right to privacy; where is the line to be drawn? There are occasions when people are in intimate moments, when their emotions overspill and are
This distance
This distance: Filled with all we called needed and ended with nothing we wanted
Semi-colons are funky sister-in-laws
If you pursue creative expression, beginnings are what you crave. The title of my blog is photographic punctuation. Being a lover of words and a lover of images, the idea
Is this where it ends?
Another of my personal favourites. Again an old one from years back taken with an old point and shoot. If you come to Cork, you have to visit the English
A week of my personal favourites
I was asked to post some of my own favourite photographs on the blog and to give some background to each one. The first one I have chosen is from
The bastard son and the unconcerned neighbours
Somethings just draw you back. I have not had the chance to get out and shoot in a while due to work commitments. It has given me the chance to
Continue reading…The bastard son and the unconcerned neighbours
Confusion photographs cause
Someone stopped believing me or was it I stopped? I cannot recall. The confusion photographs cause to my memory continues. Yesterday, standing at the sink looking out the window at