Passage Angel

An angel adorning the entry to a dark passageway in Riga’s Old Town. Probably dates from the 12th or 13th century. Happier now than it can ever remember, though it’s not overly pleased with the iron bosoms. It’s images like this, not that it’s technically all that great, that make me glad I photograph things.Continue reading “Passage Angel”

Angel

Another from the Christ Church Cemetery in Russell… This just breaks my heart, for a young child. I can imagine her mother coming here and grieving. And then I think that had she not died when she did, she would still be dead now, along with everyone that ever knew her. I don’t know whatContinue reading “Angel”

Why I photograph

Back in the day, back when I took pictures like a regular punter, a good piece of scenery was incomplete without someone standing out front. It’s how I was raised. My mom took a photo of every cactus in Texas the year I was 12. And every one of them had one of us kidsContinue reading “Why I photograph”