Few Words

Friday 15 March 2019



I will respond with:

Feet amongst the masses mourning and decrying violence

Hands that, through the smallest of acts, help banish hatred & prejudice

Using My Camera as a Paintbrush

The TranzAlpine, one of the world’s great train journeys, is on my doorstep. Lucky me! Every now and then (when I need a break from my other photography projects) I hop on board in Christchurch and enjoy the spectacular scenery over the Alps to the West Coast of New Zealand. The lighting this day was particularly awesome and I got two very different sets of landscape images – these impressionist styled ones and others that can be printed to look like oil paintings (next blog).


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Curating A Collection of Old Photos to Keep


For me getting to a small, manageable and orderly collection of photographs is liberating and that’s my motivation for working carefully through this next stage. For others there will be angst “Should I keep this one or that?” But at no stage yet have I mentioned throwing away the rejected prints so there is still the safety net of returning to them later, should there be a need. And, for a couple of valid reasons, there may well be that need … as explained later.

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Remote Gardening

So excited were my sister and I buying new plants for the garden, that we completely forgot we had Mum and Dad with us. They’d been left sitting in the shade at the garden centre with strict instructions to ”behave yourselves”, while I sauntered around deciding what perennials and shrubs we needed. The purchases were carefully placed into every available space of the car so there was no option but to shove our  parents in at the last minute.


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Finding the Good Photographs


Hand painted photograph. Dad, Singapore, 1947

The biggest hurdle in sorting the stash of old photographs was just getting started but I determined to do it efficiently.  My aim was to quickly reject as many unnecessary photographs as possible and get to a much smaller pile of keepers. Once there I could figure out how, in the circumstances, to preserve and present them in a meaningful way. This is part two (Part one is here)

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The Forgotten Sort

Crouched in dark corners, forgotten in attics and cupboards, are boxes bursting with eyes and parts of limbs.

These postcard sized pieces of paper aren’t actually hiding shameful secrets but their owners still feel guilty. How so? The contents are precious but they’re in a muddle and few people actually know what to do with them. I’m talking about that unwieldy stash of old photographs that everyone has. Continue reading “The Forgotten Sort”

Re-birthing a Garden

“Why start now? Won’t the builders just trash the new garden when they come on site?” “Be patient. Just wait.”  Legitimate concerns I suppose, when I mentioned to people that I was rejuvenating my garden before the plans for the dwelling were even started. But I knew that to nurture my own mental health, I had to get my hands back into the soil and grow something. Any gardener will understand that!


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