I am a pest and I spread unease
Terrorise high rooftop balconies
I eat dead things
And what others throw in bins
But sometimes, when you stare just right
And the stars are not too bright
Then you could see
That I am an angel too
Welcome to my view of the world. It’s basically a scrapbook of things I’ve seen over the past two years that made me think. Some of these thoughts led me to write a short story about the experience. Others are simple galleries based on a loose theme. LIke what you see? Feel free to leave a comment or drop me a line!
Watchers of the stormFlit round our glowing domeNot for them a slow heat deathBut frozen by the cosmic dawnHewn from primal fire and stoneThey watch while we freely burn
The last Immortal, in the endFade to grey and crumble to touchI can only pray to me nowSelf immolate, to find a sparkA lifetime burns and fades awayThe last mortal, at the end
Imagine a land so old, where everything that could be has been,Imagine the stories, played out between stone and skyWritten into ragged rocks, until they hold no moreAll have fled and time slips away, unnoticed.
A decent into insanity is a journey through a series of closed doors.
Each one unravelling more mind-chaos than the one before,
fragmenting and multiplying, paths with too many choices,
no same person can hold on to them all.
Worse still are the mirror shards, fractal facets, reflecting mosaic faces,
each one an individual but smeared and mingled in a confused sea of identity.
Who can survive such a storm intact?
A collection of images captured with my Inspire 1 and X5 camera Read More
Some images taken inside the Freedom Tunnel, Manhattan, New York. Read More
A collection of watery images taken in and round Killin, Scotland. Read More