Christmas is Christmassing here at Lucia HQ. And by that I mean it’s doing the best it can considering we’re all ill and unenthused and in bed by 9.30. I’ve been doing a terrible job of eating loads (even the beloved Lebkuchen isn’t going down very well) but I’ve done excellently at lounging around like a fatContinue reading “Christmassing”
It’s been a shitty few weeks for me. Life seems to throw everything at you all at once sometimes. I just about managed to squeeze some photos out of myself in that time, I mean, shit, it’s been such a beautiful autumn there’s really no excuse not to make my camera earn its keep.
A couple of weeks ago I got back from a road trip through France. A road trip sounds terribly exciting, doesn’t it? Think Sal Paradise in Jack Kerouac’s On The Road; beat generation, young and free, blasting down some long, straight highway shimmering in the midday heat. The top of your 1969 Mustang down, cool rock musicContinue reading “France, explained in panos”
This month I give you a little photoset. I love daffodils. They’re the cheeriest of all the plants, bobbing away in the spring breeze (or, well, perhaps gale force winds if you live in the South West) and they’re tough, too, surviving even the chilliest of frosts. I learned, though, that it’s quite hard to take photosContinue reading “February Photos”
I take back what I said last week about there being nothing to photograph except wet leaves. The universe must have read my article because the very next day I looked out my window to see a thick autumn fog looking back. I grabbed my camera and rushed up to the moor before even having breakfast. I needn’tContinue reading “Further To My Post…”
Happy autumn, my friends! I wanted to get out and take some photos of beautiful, crisp autumn scenery this weekend but it’s been raining all week and the only thing to take photos of is a heavy grey sky and wet leaves. And who wants to see photos of wet leaves? I hate wet leaves. They’reContinue reading “Gourd Artist”