Category Archives: Visual

Containing, but not limited to, visually consumed content.

A harbour at sunset.

I long for repetition. Let me retrace my steps. The past is corrupted. I must start again.

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Yet still I swim.

Each night I take one of these things. At least, each night I remember. At roughly 22:44, the alarm on my phone begins to chime, this is my signal. Rarely do I pay attention to it. I am terrible at … Continue reading

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Another set.

Photography from a moving car. I have a choice, sit in traffic on the M25, or sit in traffic on the M3. The sun dips and stains the sky a vibrant pink, yellowing at the horizon, bleeding into grey. I … Continue reading

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Candle light.

I purchased a bag of candles one night, one hundred in total. I began to light them, one by one, frantically arranging them atop an ageing monitor. It grew darker, moments blurred becoming indistinct flickering and bleeding through the black. … Continue reading

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Amber stars.

“Amber stars flush past, fading beneath a shallow façade.” I first used this particular composition in 2008. Taken at Brookwood train station one evening, I was attempting to convey movement, the passage of trains in the night. Whatever thoughts I … Continue reading

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Curtains wide.

I sit, dissolving into the room around me.

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An unexpected view.

I stood there, freezing, tasteless. And Burger King never looked so good.

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Stop.

And the whole world might halt.

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Distance.

Movement. Distance. A city dissolves, we fall into a sliding world. You pause. Traffic resumes. Light cascades. Night consumes.

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Her.

 You can’t pretend. We weren’t watching.

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