Soaking up the beauty around me on this warm early morning in late, late August has me desperately trying to suppress the emotions of clinging on, of eking out the pleasure, of denying the ineluctability of time ; childhood’s last strawberry on the plate, adolescence’s tearful refusal to admit it’s over, old age’s tottering optimism. Blinkered, content in our chosen place, I am enjoying the coda of a wonderful summer. Photography is my memory and, as I have tended only to take pictures of things and events that have made me happy, my memories are good. Over the years I have lost, through carelessness and foolishness, the majority of the body of work that I produced as a professional photographer….which is why the pictures that remain are full of joy and devoid of any purpose other than to give me, and those who share them with me, pleasure.
About Food,Photography & FrancePhotographer and film maker living in France. After a long career in London, my wife and I have settled in the Vendee, where we run residential digital photography courses with a strong gastronomic flavour.
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