a Photo Blog, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to dear dirty New York
Continuing my walk along the South Bank after seeing the Sugimoto exhibit at the Hayward Gallery, I came again to the Tate Modern with, for some reason, this quotation from the end of Voltaire’s Candide struck in lights on a frame at the back of a lawn where pigeons flatly rested. Uncanny.
Took a short walk on an errand to a colleague’s flat through the Gostrey Meadow and happened on this pretty scene.
Back in Farnham for the new semester and we took a short walk. I’ll probably revert to a single post per day again, till I get in the swing of things again.
…gathering off Tenth Avenue in September, 2009.
Another image from my back catalogue of Septembers past – this one from 2009.
From September, 2007.
This one, like the last post, is also from September, 2006.
One of our walks takes us past a horse (and donkey) farm. There were some new residents this time.
From La Petite Ceinture we walked on to the Bois de Boulogne, a large park in Paris’ 16th arrondissement.
Edinburgh, Scotland
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A shot grabbed at high speed from the train window taking us back from our day in Bruges to Brussels.
The French for “still life” would be more appropriate here, nature morte.
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In the distance of the first picture you can see some white buildings. That’s as close as we got to Land’s End, the most westerly point in the country. Somewhere along the way we passed a Bronze Age barrow cemetery but it wasn’t tremendously apparent where it began and ended. If you click to enlarge the picture of the beach (click the post title first if you’re seeing this in an email), you can see a couple of people down there to provide some sense of scale and distance. As we walked back from almost-Land’s End to Nanjizal we came upon the same herd of horses who again tried nibbling at my clothes (while one napped).
