June 28, 2005

Site Specific

Winter nights in the East End are always like this.

June 27, 2005


One of my favourite things about summer.

June 24, 2005


Looking up.

June 22, 2005

Turning Point

The days are getting shorter.

June 20, 2005


Light and warmth.

June 18, 2005


A splash of colour.

June 17, 2005

Conic Section

No human bodies have ever created such gorgeous, reality-defying shapes before.

June 14, 2005

Bloomsbury Square

Sometimes, against all reason, hope blooms as bright and fragile as a flower. What could be crueller?

June 13, 2005

Captain Jack

There's a time and a place.


Sunday in the park without George.

June 12, 2005


You'd better hope and pray that you make it safe back to you own world.

June 10, 2005


Pencil and paper.

June 08, 2005

Grey 2

Walk on by.

June 07, 2005

Need For Speed

From the racetrack, home.

June 05, 2005

Under Foot

Don't look down.

June 02, 2005


Concrete poetry.

Sickbed Reading

Seeing a little of myself in The Fionavar Tapestry.