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Tag: Farnham
We’re on a road to nowhere
Green Tunnel
At the end of the field we took a turning we’d never taken before and found ourselves on a public footpath we’d never been on before. I’m always taken by these types of tunnels of trees, probably because of W Eugene Smith’s famous image, and I made several attempts.
Landscape
Our walk behind the university car-park took us through a wild field in bright, midday sun (but no more than about 20° (68°F) where sheep were grazing.
Sheep May Safely Graze
Branching Out
In late August we took a walk along a footpath that starts at the Northwest corner of the University car park.
Concrete Action
Every time we think the frightfully loud building work outside our windows may be done, something new comes along.
Blackberries
Blackberries grow wild aplenty in and around Farnham Park. in mid-August we (really, my wife) frequently picked them on our walks and added them to our morning yogurts with my homemade granola.
Pat Walls
Sculptor Pat Walls putting the finishing touches to one of his several sandstone statues (here, the wheelwright) portraying the crafts and trades of Farnham in the Brightwells Yard development in Farnham as it holds out hope of completing. I had a nice chat with him about his practice and he described to me each of the artisans portrayed in the statues.
Alien Road
A Horse is a Horse, of Course, of Course
Horse on the Horizon
Wey Ripples
Once again, a walk along the River Wey in the North Downs Way yields startlingly beautiful reflections.
Wey Fronds
Fronds grow in the River Wey and are stroked by the current. It’s always a lovely sight and one I have never really succeeded in capturing.
Wildflowers
Another walk along the North Downs Way. There’s always something new to see and we’ve never gone more than about 5 – 10 miles along its 153-mile course, all the way to Dover.
Utopia
I’m planning to enter a contest themed around the concept of “utopia,” Thomas More’s famous place-name from the Greek “no place” (but punning on “good place”). I have chosen to work on liminal spaces, those that are on the threshold between one place and another, spaces that are not places. Here, I present some recent candidates from my perambulations around Farnham. Click any of the images below (in the browser, not email) to see them larger.
Modern Romance?
In my Modern Romance project I have tried to show both the companionship and solitude of a long-term, aging couple. As I experiment with extending it, I thought of showing the couple pursuing individual pastimes. I’m not sure…
Out my Window
The construction never ends at the Brightwells Yard building site, originally scheduled for completion years ago. Pave the path, then come back and tear it up; turf the green, then dig it up hunting for a pipe; repave the path, then dig it up again to lay new conduit. It would be a comedy worthy of Laurel and Hardy were it not for incessant noise of rotary saws cutting through the macadam and jackhammers driving us out of our home.
Rusted Wheelbarrow
Caesar’s Camp
After the air show, we wended our way through Caesar’s Camp and back down Folly Hill. What visit to Caesar’s Camp would be complete without capturing some of the flora and fauna of the ponds?
