Portrait of Helen at the beach in winter. Posted for this week’s WordPress photo challenge – Fun!
Ornate Bond Street Christmas lights, for this week’s WordPress photo challenge. Also gives me the opportunity to let you know about my Mrs Dalloway and Virginia Woolf guided walk, 26 November, 6-8pm. More details and booking here. ‘Mrs Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.’ But even as she steps out into the clamour […]
A brief step outside for a breath of fresh air and to see the waxy new leaves on the beech tree uncurling in the Spring sun.
Happy Birthday Edward Lear. Google’s reminder that today is Edward Lear’s 200th birthday is a good prompt to get Edward Lear in Albania down off the shelves, a book I had the opportunity to produce for IB Tauris and The Centre for Albanian Studies. It’s one of the book designs I am most pleased with, […]
Muddy this year, unlike the snow of last. Walking, thinking, and enjoying the smell of the wet wood and the suck and ooze of the mud; and then the shafts of sunlight glowing through the bare trees. When I get back, interrogating the experience, playing with the memory with camera+:
Down here the first week of November has been suitably wild and stormy, with a sharp, bright, beautiful full moon occasionally visible, hanging low over the trees in the darkness, and casting its quiet, implacable glow against the scudding clouds blown across its face. A view like an old negative held up to the light, […]
I started reading ‘My Cousin Rachel’ (by Daphne du Maurier) because we were going to Fowey in Cornwall for the weekend, where she lived (see below). Despite the bravura opening – ‘They used to hang men at Four Turnings in the old days’ (she certainly knew how to write an opening sentence) – I was […]
‘You have to be always drunk’ wrote Baudelaire, and how right he was. Right now, I’m drunk on this frozen landscape, and drunk on trying to capture its beauty and the play of light in the crisp, rosy dawn. Drink in the moment. Cold pastoral! Be Drunk You have to be always drunk. That’s all […]