Category Archives: The exploding night.
I long for repetition. Let me retrace my steps. The past is corrupted. I must start again.
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
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
“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
I stood there, freezing, tasteless. And Burger King never looked so good.
Movement. Distance. A city dissolves, we fall into a sliding world. You pause. Traffic resumes. Light cascades. Night consumes.