Old news that still makes me happy. Blue lobster caught by Nova Scotia fisherman.
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So i like Instagram, like quite a few other people. And though i see why other people are bothered by the way things have changed since Facebook bought it, i’m still good (i don’t think i imagined i’d ever get an image on the popular page … Continue reading
One day i was walking through Livepool, admitedly very early in the morning, and i saw huge piles of candyfloss piled outside a shop front further down the street. Delighted i moved forward to explore. Only to discover that they … Continue reading
So i used to collect pictures of escaped helium balloons, also deflated balloons. I think they’re beautiful, and wistful, and full of desire (theirs to escape, their owners to keep tight hold of this miraculous floating celebration). I think the … Continue reading
The things we do for the people we love. Sigh. Advertisements
Ages ago i started to get obsessed with what happens when you print digital photo’s. With the myth of identical mass reproductions of reality lurking behind us, we snap away with our point and clicks and print from our home printers. Each image an individual representation … Continue reading
So about a week and a half ago (maybe slightly longer) I told someone that they needed to promote themselves more and not be so reticent about what they do. To which the old adage of ‘do what i say, not what i do’ could, perhaps, be found to apply. But what do i want to promote about myself? The person i referred to earlier is a comedian and therefore needs an audience. But now i’m no longer a full time artist (apply term loosely) do i need an audience? Now i have left the harsh coal front of the creative industries, do i need to showcase myself? I guess the reason i find myself typing today is because in some small, not too loud way, i’ve got things i’d like to put out there. But small splashes, not big ones. I’m not even sure that this will be about art, maybe just the art of living (and not going totally crazy out there in the big bad world). Or even more specifically and diminishingly my art of being me.