Crown and Bough

Tuesday, 5 June 2018

Dear summer, please could you come round?  We've had the room reserved and in order for some time now.  Winter has not been in residence for ages.  Shall we send someone up for the turn-down service?

Wednesday, 23 May 2018

Victorian Extravaganza

The Victorian Extravaganza is an annual fair held in Llandudno.  It has attached itself to the Victorian theme because of the turn-of-the-century steam machines on display.  That and Llandudno was a popular tourist/holiday-maker destination during the Victorian era, as can be seen in its architecture.

1 // selling balloons
2 // "shut up and take my money"
3 // fresh doughnuts
4 // enjoying doughnuts with Jamie
5 // the big wheel
6 // Afon enjoys the ferris wheel
7 // Roan in the Paw Patrol plane (of course)
8 // on the pier
9 // candy stall
10 // view from the pier

Photos taken on 400 and 200 speed film with a Pentax K1000.

Sunday, 20 May 2018

Push Through

From Instagram:

 You know how when you don't feel satisfied with your art, whatever it may be (for me, it's writing, photography, for you it may be music or painting) and you just want to give up because you're like, "What's the point???"  But then there's this little voice like an echo answering back, "What else is there?"  You can't stop making art.  You'd shrivel up and die.  So we carry on.  It's not a nice feeling, but I suppose art couldn't exist without it.

And my friend Seth, with his semi-sage advice, answered (paraphrased), "Push through."

Saturday, 19 May 2018


When we left the midwest for the subtropics of central Florida, I was old enough to feel the loss of the seasons.  Maybe it was because we moved in late August.  That final summer never ended.  I was left eternally waiting for autumn.  I thought about the rusting light of that season and its matching colors, the closing of and slowing down of things, and was bereft.  Which, come to think of it, was fitting.

Still, it's a shame my mourning for autumn crowded out the other seasons.  Particularly spring. (Fall and spring are the two most transient, and therefore most thrilling, seasons, to me.)  Now as nature awakens I too am awakening to spring; how it smells, how it feels; how all the tiny spots of green-brown buds on rain-black branches are more beautiful than the fullness of summer leaves, as if they're winking at you, with squinty eyes, having only just woken up...

Photos taken on film with Pentax K1000.