Fragments of Memory that Exit Through the Out-Door
Image of a doorway with a brick wall behind a glass door
Image of a doorway with a brick wall behind a glass door
I have had a busy winter. Little time to write anything on Medium. That gave me thinking space to consider the questions, ‘what’s it all about?”, “Why continue writing…”. Not really good questions. Those type of thoughts always lead to ambiguous answers that roll on through the dark fields of ‘thought marshlands’. Places where we get bogged down in useless… Read More »Photos of Berlin City through the Winter Months
Lately, it’s been impossible to work on photography — except the odd cat shot, and a portrait or two. Both of which deserved more attention on my behalf. A while a back, I mentioned in an article that I was working on a story; love and friendship. I’ve about had it, for one lifetime, that entertainment should all be about… Read More »Photography, Roadworks, and Yellow Lines
Each thought that we have, is a prompt to action. That’s it, that’s all. Recently, I’ve been busy thinking about all sorts. Photography, graphics, writing, loss and death, and the mystery of cats. I’m 62 years old. Days pass quickly. When Thursday comes around, that’s the day I can start doing what I want. I want to write articles, take some… Read More »A Tapestry of Thoughts