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
Tag: photographs and words
this breath in my chest unchewed
this noise behind has the glass vibrating the dust in the sunlight dancing but it quietens a shadow glides past and has me frightened no words i heard have me
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
this nagging knowingness
a clippety clop it goes this nagging knowingness a drip-dropping aloneness a still-of-night remoteness a head-flopping heaviness this nagging knowingness a shrunken world below us a carved-out hollowness within us
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
The sheet slips from the bed
Photography for me is an entry. An entry into creativity. In many ways it is an easy one. It is hard to avoid what we see and to reproduce it
Distances
Continuing to look through my flickr stream to select my favourites is resulting in a lot of nostalgia. Years of photographs posted to flickr means I am in the process of
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 limp thread with no needle
unstitched horizons the sea’s belly will not swell its yawns stay unheard