Darkroom

Hopefully, I will use these images in someway
.... If not, it was fun anyway

A poem!!

One night I wrote this:

When the rain has fallen and the earth is clear,
It becomes quite obvious that the world is a sphere.
It's round and its bulgy with bumps and lumps.
It's hard and it's solid but changes with months.
There is Autumn and Winter and Summer and Spring,
New babies are born and the birds will sing.
But sometimes its dark and hard to see.
When people move out and loved ones leave,
But through the fog and fire and fear,
There will always be signs that this world is a sphere.

...And then I still couldn't sleep so I drew:

A few prints from the darkroom

There is a forest/wood at the top of the hill where I live in Bath. 

And the other day I went on a walk because it's autumn and if it would stop raining, everything is beautiful. 

Taking photos with Black and White film doesn't really capture it.

Also, I don't know who made the images below but they really do deserve a gold star! 

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Journalling over the Summer

More Malawi

Malawi

"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to."
JIM JARMUSCH