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Category: Sunday Shots
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Unfortunately, my SD card decided it was happier at home than in my camera, so you’ll just have to make do with this image of the first sunrise of the year taken with my phone from Baildon Moor Trig Point.
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This was taken way back in the summer. I liked the weird liminal feel to it, the muted colours, the damage to the table, the peeling paint on the wall behind it and the incongruity of the whole thing. It was sat at the back of a warehouse and I wonder every time I look…
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You’d be forgiven that I somehow found Jesus this summer since there has been such a spiritual bent to recent posts. Truth of the matter is that, much like the equivalent temple or shrine in the East, something about the intent of buildings of this nature appeal to me. The idea that a space exists…
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These Sunday shots are serendipitous;the harsh autumn midday glare washed out so many of my pictures, I ended up turning them black and white in post to salvage them. Then I discovered that others worked even better in black and white, whether they were exposed right or not. To paraphrase that RJD2 track – “some…
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Some pics from a stroll along the canal in Leeds, a couple of weeks back.
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Libraries have, since I was a child, sparked some desire for learning in me, some avaricious need to acquire a whole new bunch of knowledge through silent study. Preferably alone and with a big pile of books. (The books need be of varying genre and of assorted scent; I’m relatively Catholic when it comes to…
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Continuing my Sunday morning shot sharing, please enjoy these pictures from York Minster Cathedral taken this summer.
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I am steadily working through photographs taken in the summer with the goal of making a more regular Sunday post kind of a thing happening, so here’s a street candid taken in York this August that I really like.