the man from icon

Glimpses

12 months ago

Solstice ride in Normandy. 243km, a Holga and a single roll of...

nine

about 3 years ago

Swallows and martins angle and glide overhead on the causse, moss slowly...

ten

about 3 years ago

The bow ramp clangs onto the slipway, or maybe the stern, it’s...

eleven

almost 3 years ago

Fuzzy felt cones, perfect triangles. How I would have drawn a mountain...

twelve

almost 3 years ago

Ker-clunk. Twenty fourth stamp in my passport and waved straight onto the...

Randonneur Round the Water Tower

over 2 years ago

About a decade ago I stumbled across the cycling world of audax....

Meet Me By The Water Tower

about 2 years ago

Passing Through

over 1 year ago

Some of the half-frame 35mm photographs from the French ‘Randonneur Round The...

The shortest straightest line rarely beckons

over 1 year ago

There’s a stream that runs by the office where I work. The...

Tiling

over 1 year ago

Coming up in a week or so is a group exhibition of...

In The Folds

over 1 year ago

A friend asked if my current printmaking preoccupation with churches had any...