It wasn't always raptors and platypuses, you know. For this photographer at least, subject matter and even genre has been a moveable feast depending on -- primarily -- place. Without subjecting you all to a journey back in time to the beginnings of my obsession with photography, let's just say that the current blossoming started …
Tag: edinburgh
Hold my beer
That train trip to Sydney a few weeks ago brought to mind another journey which nearly landed me in the cells at Her (late) Majesty’s pleasure. It must have been about 1995, a lovely summer, and I was off to the Edinburgh Festival. My sister and her husband lived in Auld Reekie, in a tiny …
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