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Photography is in every part of our lives, It records our
first days of life, Our school-days, Our Holidays , Our
friends and family, Our loves and losses, Our failures,
Our triumphs.
It reminds us just how fleeting life is, And gives us an
opportunity just to contemplate those things of beauty
we rush by without regard.
And you only have to look at an image of a lost loved
relative to know the power of these frozen moments of
In fact it is almost impossible to imagine what life
could have been like before the cameras ability to
record our world and our place in it.
The effect of these stilled and silent images cleared of
the clutter of movement and sound,
From the first time I stood in the dark room and
watched the image escaping from the blank whiteness
of the paper. I have been hooked. In love of the silent
poetry of photography.
My interest in all visual images, Has been a life long
obsession, This is the way I look at the world For some
it is music that best describes there feelings,
With me it is the image, And my world is the visual ,
My church is the art gallery,
The woods, The expression in a face, And the tone of
the body, To see the beauty in the colour of the rusty
nail hit by a shaft of the morning light. And delight in
the shape of the shadow it casts.

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