Friday 31 December 2010
Thursday 30 December 2010
Wednesday 29 December 2010
Tuesday 28 December 2010
Monday 27 December 2010
Sunday 26 December 2010
Saturday 25 December 2010
Wednesday 22 December 2010
The Repetitive
Saturday 18 December 2010
The Earlier
Wednesday 15 December 2010
The Objective
From the early stages of a body of work while I was still figuring out approach, style, etc.
Saturday 11 December 2010
Wednesday 8 December 2010
Saturday 4 December 2010
Thursday 2 December 2010
The Master
Tuesday 30 November 2010
The Martin
Saturday 27 November 2010
The Carter
Wednesday 24 November 2010
Saturday 20 November 2010
The Brian
A week ago today my Uncle Brian died.
We didn't see much of him, but he was my favourite uncle - the life and soul of any gathering.
But news of his passing wasn't unexpected or terribly sad.
He had his life rudely taken from him long ago and had been in care for over twenty years.
The funeral was in Christchurch last Wednesday. I didn't go.
I don't have any photos of Brian close to hand but here's a photo of his bride on their wedding day.
And one of his wife, some of his kids, and various other members of our family one Christmas in Christchurch, at a guess in the early 1980s.
As trite as it sounds I sincerely hope you are in a much better place now Brian.
We didn't see much of him, but he was my favourite uncle - the life and soul of any gathering.
But news of his passing wasn't unexpected or terribly sad.
He had his life rudely taken from him long ago and had been in care for over twenty years.
The funeral was in Christchurch last Wednesday. I didn't go.
I don't have any photos of Brian close to hand but here's a photo of his bride on their wedding day.
And one of his wife, some of his kids, and various other members of our family one Christmas in Christchurch, at a guess in the early 1980s.
As trite as it sounds I sincerely hope you are in a much better place now Brian.
Wednesday 17 November 2010
The Andy
A few days ago I bumped into an old friend.
She asked me a question.
This is a response.
In my jihadi/Lawrence of Arabia phase earlier this year. (Taken on my phone.)
In my night streetwalker phase some years ago. (Taken on my phone.)
In my self-imposed exile phase in Carterton a couple of weeks ago. (Taken with the camera I'm holding.)
She asked me a question.
This is a response.
In my jihadi/Lawrence of Arabia phase earlier this year. (Taken on my phone.)
In my night streetwalker phase some years ago. (Taken on my phone.)
In my self-imposed exile phase in Carterton a couple of weeks ago. (Taken with the camera I'm holding.)
Saturday 13 November 2010
Wednesday 10 November 2010
The Nicety
Sometimes friends do nice things for you like give you film that they are unlikely to use for various reasons.
Sometimes said friends have already used the film they give you.
So sometimes you get weird things like this.
My part's the Makara landscape stuff, by the way.
I wouldn't want to take credit for what could have once been quite nice shots that aren't actually mine.
Sometimes said friends have already used the film they give you.
So sometimes you get weird things like this.
My part's the Makara landscape stuff, by the way.
I wouldn't want to take credit for what could have once been quite nice shots that aren't actually mine.
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