Telling tales from around the world
Working on some new techniques to get my images as sharp as they can be… and I was going for the full detail in the seaweed and the gull… Pretty good, though there’s still room for improvement.
And… it’s a pretty nice gull. In some pretty cool seaweed…
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Yeah, yeah, I keep promising to be better, but it just doesn't happen... I seem to have been so busy with my ever expanding business, which is primarily managing other people's social media, I've truly neglected my own. And it's just easier to post on Facebook, though strangely, it's not as personal as posting here. I will endeavour to be better. And make the time to post here, cos I'm never going to just have the time.
These days it's all about the Photopo, but I also write fiction. You can find some of my short stories here.
My picture poems! One of my favourite projects ever.
To view the archive, click here.
If I were an island, I should lay in wait until a kind bird came and sat upon me to keep me company. And if a shipwrecked sailor drifted upon my shore I would be in heaven.
Do you feel like an island? Or like a sailor? Maybe it depends on the day or the time of day or the island or the sailor. I'd rather be a bird. Would I rather sit on the island? Or on the sailor sitting on the island? And what of the water? Surely the water would want to have a say in all of this. The water would probably insist.
Appease the water, bird, island and sailor, dazzle it with trinkets and pretty words.