I remember the electric blue rain jacket I wore with two white stripes down the arm that made the awful swishing sounds when the material rubbed together, forever putting me off ‘anoraks’… which is a bit of a problem if you live in one of the wettest places in the world!
The 52 Weeks Series :: a photo a week, every week, in 2015. Who knew it would be so hard to choose the photos for this project? I have thousands upon thousands of photographs, and while I have them sorted by year, I certainly haven’t got a strict cataloguing system in play. I should have. […]
With many new buildings, especially those a community hold dear, there is always a settling period before people grow fond of them. I didn’t need that.
Like great grey fingers reaching for the sky, the basalt columns of The Organ at the Giant’s Causeway held me totally captivated as a child. I would stand as close to the columns as possible, lean my head back and stare skyward up along the length of hexagonal stones stacked neatly, one upon the other.