Friday 22 May 2015

Nudity/Similarity


There was always one tree I admired.
Each year, before Autumn had even hinted at its approach, it burnt itself a mask. Rich crimson red.
As soon as the others would attempt to copy the vibrant tones, it would shed its coat, preferring nudity, to similarity.

Wednesday 13 May 2015

Fishing tackle photo hooks

Sick of having my carefully considered, very expensive film photographs shoved into drawers, and being particularly lacking in wall space, I was a little stuck for how I was to display my masterpieces...
Here's how I solved that problem. It hurt. But it looks super pretty.