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
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Boredom sits uncomfortably with curiosity on its shoulder
The photograph I have chosen from the archives as one of my personal favourites is one I took over three years ago. For creativity to thrive, I feel you have
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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
Rebel, my little rebel
There is something about arrows I love. There is something about going against the tide I love. There is something about breaking rules I love. There is something about rebels
Entry to exit
A little mini-series of photographs taken while my wife drove through the Jack Lynch tunnel in Cork.
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
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A limp thread with no needle
unstitched horizons the sea’s belly will not swell its yawns stay unheard
Foreverness
Foreverness that moment – you delight yourself with discovery – you delay the differences – sex up those similarities – kiss! that moment- aligned – magnetised – electrified with the
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
Forgeternity
– Is it easier to forget or to remember? I said – Is it easier to forget or to remember? He said. Why are you asking? – To forget seems