Vanishing sky
I had a Charlie Brown moment this morning.
Up early, I glanced out of the window and was struck dumb by the sky.
Digital Photography and the flattening of landscape
Photographers have been taking pictures of places for as long, if not longer than they’ve been capturing faces.
In the digital age, what happens when the camera’s gaze is turned upon a landscape? An innocent snapshot or, as some have suggested ‘the death of the imagination’?
Sounds like friday morning
Over a wall is a river foreshore busy with gulls and expectant cormorants – right in the heart of London.
A glimmer of hope on a street corner: Tritton Vale Pocket Garden
How a once-derelict patch of ground, is helping to galvanise a community in one corner of South London.
Saving Pages: A selection of vintage bookmarks
As a child of second-hand booksellers I had ready access to books and their offshoot – bookmarks. I recently rediscovered a box filled with some that once upon a time I had hoarded.
A futile list of sounds (with an explanation of sorts)
It doesn’t take much to make a familiar place unfamiliar. A change in the weather – rain, bright sunshine, or more dramatically, snowfall or fog can all do it. Smells too – who hasn’t found themselves aware of sniffing more consciously than normal when drains are blocked, or there’s a whiff of barbecue, bonfire or worse in the air?
And then of course there are a place’s distinctive sounds.
Balham enters the Anthropocene
At the inaugural Balham Literary Festival, a gathering of Nature Writers, Landscape Writers and Writer writers came together to discuss the state of the natural world. Here’s my report on what I saw and heard.
