Archives for posts with tag: Window
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Street photography, acrylic paint, digital manipulation


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– Marooned, 2013 –

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– The Other Window, 2013 –

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SONY DSCThe Classical, 2013

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Hot Cake, 2013

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Regular visitors will know I have a deep and abiding love for the group, The Fall. Hot Cake is the third track on their 2010 LP, Your Future Our Clutter (or track five if you are listening on CD). As is often the case, I have no idea what the song is about, but it’s a fun blast of noise and poetry. You can listen to a slightly messier version, Hot Cake part 2 here.

Everything Must Go, 2012

Everything Must Go  is an album by Steely Dan. It was released in 2003.

I resisted the charms of Steely Dan until a couple of years ago (they’re just hideous 70s MOR shufflers aren’t they? I would think), then I fell for them. Sure, they’re tricksy – combining cynical, sardonic lyrics with smooth, jazzy grooves at every turn, but you’ve got to do something a lot to get it right, right? I won’t go on and on about the band – you either love them or hate them.

Here’s the title track.

In our house this CD can be found: dining room, right-hand bookshelves, second shelf down.

Walking On Glass, 2012

Something I’ve realised recently is that I need a theme for my posts – it helps to spur me on, and gives my photography a direction. But for a couple of weeks I’ve been scratching my head wondering what the next theme was going to be. I didn’t want to fall back on another recording artist’s catalogue or rip off painter’s titles, and I’ve done SF, so what to do?

Answer: as little as possible. I’m going to name all my posts and photographs after things (mostly books, but some CDs, DVDs and assorted objects), on the bookshelves of our house. We have three sets: study, sitting room and dining room, so this one could run and run.


Iain Banks had massive success with his first novel, The Wasp Factory in 1984. The following year he published his second, Walking On Glass. Where the first novel had been a fairly straightforward romp through a thoroughly mixed-up teenager’s life, the second was a confusing plait of (very tenuously linked) stories. There were three of them – the first: a tale of young, unrequited love, the second: a paranoid roadmender who is convinced he’s from another planet, and the third: two war criminals from a galactic war imprisoned in a castle and made to play impossible games. I still wonder what the book was about. But it must have something, because it’s survived a number of purges. Perhaps it was the nice, embossed design of broken glass on the cover.

In our house this book can be found: dining room, top right bookshelf.

You can read more about the book here.

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Way back when I switched from calling all my photographs Untitled to using titles from Prince songs, David Bowie songs, Joni Mitchell songs, SF novels etc. It was mainly down to an article by John and the encouragement of Deanne, for which I’m very grateful and strongly urge you to check out their blogs.