Monday, 11 May 2009

Wednesday, 6 May 2009

Ethereal Leave I

I love finding photos that I put away in some photo boxes ages ago and then I see them again, it is like meeting up with good old friends after a long time, such a lovely warm feeling. I realise that photos and taking photographs are a necessity, almost a compulsion, to state my being present somewhere at some time, taking photographs is my memory and my physicality, like a compass.