Shakshuka.
I enjoy cooking. I'm not professional or classically trained in any culinary skill yet the experience of standing behind a stove and preparing a meal isn't something I shy away…
Zodiac.
It's a rainy, cold and generally miserable Sunday. The rain started early this morning and it is only now that it is showing signs of stopping. As is often the…
Memento.
It's Sunday morning. I haven't been writing both here and on Substack as much as I would like to. I haven't been out too much for photos either. I would…
A month of nothing.
What a way to start a new month. Dead dictators. Middle East conflict. The plight of single men. Female skiers wearing see-through clothing. A mix of things polluting my YouTube…
Shutter drag.
Motion Blur. Take 3 A flick of the wrist. Typically not associated with photography but when applied correctly it can give you some interesting results. I have experimented with this…
Night time in motion.
Motion. I've tried to slow down my life and my photography of late. The idea of consistent posting to stay relevant is draining. The idea of shilling your work on…
Overwhelmed.
I started writing this post yesterday. Between writing I drifted into a variety of other activities: browsing YouTube, reading Substack posts, looking for ideas on Pinterest. Writing down a few…
Movie posters.
I enjoy movies. I grew up in a time where television played a big role in my exposure to movies. I remember the late eighties / early nineties and watching…
Simple life, road ahead.
It's another Sunday. The week, and the year heading towards a new iteration. It is standard for us, or me at least, to feel excited around this time of the…
Scope creep.
Windows in an apartment complex. Projects of any nature tend to evolve. continuous or uncontrolled growth in a project's scope, generally experienced after the project begins. The definition above explains…