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Photography is in every part of our lives, It records our

first days of life, Our school-days, Our Holidays , Our

friends and family, Our loves and losses, Our failures,

Our triumphs.


It reminds us just how fleeting life is, And gives us an

opportunity just to contemplate those things of beauty

we rush by without regard.

And you only have to look at an image of a lost loved

relative to know the power of these frozen moments of

time.

In fact it is almost impossible to imagine what life

could have been like before the cameras ability to

record our world and our place in it.

The effect of these stilled and silent images cleared of

the clutter of movement and sound,

From the first time I stood in the dark room and

watched the image escaping from the blank whiteness

of the paper. I have been hooked. In love of the silent

poetry of photography.

My interest in all visual images, Has been a life long

obsession, This is the way I look at the world For some

it is music that best describes their feelings,

With me it is the image, And my world is the visual ,

My church is the art gallery,

The woods, The expression in a face, And the tone of

the body, To see the beauty in the colour of the rusty

nail hit by a shaft of the morning light. And delight in

the shape of the shadow it casts.