Category Archives: Photos

WHY OH WHY …

… are these images on my desktop? I wish I had a better memory. I’m sure I must have had a reason to save them.

THERE AREN’T …

…. enough words in the world. I’ve never particularly liked the word ‘artist’. It’s too vague. Anything I come up with sounds silly. ‘Artyfactualist’ ‘Romantic Clutterist’ ‘Imaginaryist’ This isn’t a problem at the moment but as soon as a patron steps forward to offer me a permanent space to exhibit my sculptures I will need […]

I HAVE MY SUSPICIONS

This photo was kindly sent to me by Penfold. What is Papersurfer Junior smiling at exactly? What is he planning? I tell you what, I’m going to keep my wits about me. I don’t remember anything happening at the time. Perhaps it was a long term plan. *hides behind curtains in spying mode* . (Indeed. […]

THE GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENER

Lollygagging around Surfugal does have at least one drawback ….. ….. the grass at the Cliff Top Residence tends to take advantage of my absence. I also noticed as I stared at it for several days that my mere presence didn’t restrict it’s enthusiasm. (How strange… Lo,TG Ed) I took the mower by the horns […]

SELECTIVE VISION

Oh look, lovely patterns in the sand*… … and just to the right and up a bit some lovely polystyrene …. …. and then, of course, there is a plastic tub just below …. ….. and the ubiquitous plastic bottle to the top right …. …. and the whole composition is completed by the broken […]

THE SQUARE – FERRAGUDO

We wandered down to the little town square for a late morning coffee. This ancient chap has used up most of his words and hardly says anything. He watches the world passing by, which, with his memories, creates a muddy cocktail in his head. [And before anyone else says it, yes, he could be my […]

AT LAST …..

….. a good reason to have kids! Jason Lee is my current hero ……. I love to see kids obviously suffering for his art ……. excellent! . Match of the Day .

BOUNTY

It’s that time of year again. The hedges are full of ripe and moist berries, sagging under the weight of fresh goodness and screaming out fertility. There are hips and haws, fields of cereals waiting to be harvested, the last of the fresh tomatoes from the garden. Mushrooms and toadstools are breaking forth from their […]

THE DOG WATCH

I apologise for the following images that some of you might find a tad upsetting. I came across an old photo album that belonged to my Mum and was reminded of the first dog I knew, Duchy. Duchy died peacefully one day, crossing the hall. She was replaced a little while later by Tessa: she […]

HIGH COO

I am blown off course But an ill wind it was not The food down South is bloody fantastic, so quite frankly, I think I’ll hang around here for a few more weeks. [a few weeks ago] [a couple of days ago] This young chap arrived about 6 weeks ago looking rather dishevelled, wet, cold […]