There are shifts and changes at play. A tattooed family gazes into the distance. Their whole stance creating a question. Yes, there are shifts and changes at play. Like what the future will bring for us all and for our vulnerable world? Like what makes sense for a contemplative photographer in these days of high alerts and lock downs? Like how to . . .
There is an undeniable cosiness about to envelop us as we turn away from the sun, but the long evenings are a challenge at the best of times. It sometimes feels like we are going deeper into a dark wood with the glow of summer fading behind us. Slowly we will make our way along an overgrown path towards the light of a new . . .
Winter has set in and I am now counting the weeks until the Solstice and the gradual return of light. In the dark evenings I burn candles to cheer our hearts, cosy up with a blanket and find I am craving chocolate! On waking, I love the silvery glow and a particular kind of stillness that announces another frosty . . .