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  • Walls and patterns normally invisible in summer, become obvious and incedible in winetr, when snow erases the subtlety and depicts main features only.
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  • Iwas just fascinated by the hard, angular patterns of wall and shadow in this old industrial construction, and the softness of the scoop of cloud overhead. On such a warm day it made me smile.
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  • A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass covered and sensual. Amidst this gentlying blowing softness hard, prominent man made walls graphically divided the landscape. There was warmth today, not to the bare human skin but to the heart and soul...Additional info: These huge but isolated walls, stretching across this windy and exposed Welsh mountain top, simply don't meet! One stops on the left, the other starts further up to the right, it's like a massive error of judgement by the wall builders! Why :-)) Beautiful light for this bizarrely abstract landscape though.
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  • Years ago, the Iron Age settlers at nearby Tre’r Ceiri enclosed a hill top, using stone walls for their huts and livestock pens. Some 2,000 years later, farmers are still building walls across windswept, wild areas to retain their livestock. In so many ways we have advanced by leaps and bounds, but the basic requirements for farming and the rearing of domesticated animals persist regardless.
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  • A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass covered and sensual. Amidst this gentlying blowing softness hard, prominent man made walls graphically divided the landscape. There was warmth today, not to the bare human skin but to the heart and soul.
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  • A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass covered and sensual. Amidst this gentlying blowing softness hard, prominent man made walls graphically divided the landscape. There was warmth today, not to the bare human skin but to the heart and soul.
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  • A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass covered and sensual. Amidst this gentlying blowing softness hard, prominent man made walls graphically divided the landscape. There was warmth today, not to the bare human skin but to the heart and soul.
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  • Welsh mountain sheep pens lie desolate in the bitter winds and snow and there was silence all around save for the wind through the cold stone walls. In the summer there is no such solitude, and the sounds of the sheep return with the sounds of walkers.
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  • Nominee in 14th (2021) International Colour Awards (Abstract category)<br />
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One of 3 of my winning entries in the 2012 AOP OPEN Awards<br />
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A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass-covered and sensual. Amidst this gently blowing softness, hard, prominent man-made walls graphically divided the landscape. There was warmth today, not to the bare human skin but to the heart and soul.
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  • Welsh mountain sheep pens lie desolate in the bitter winds and snow and there was silence all around save for the wind through the cold stone walls. In the summer there is no such solitude, and the sounds of the sheep return with the sounds of walkers.
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  • Welsh mountain sheep pens lie desolate in the bitter winds and snow and there was silence all around save for the wind through the cold stone walls. In the summer there is no such solitude, and the sounds of the sheep return with the sounds of walkers.
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  • Opened 16 September 1912 the ‘Lime Street Picture House’ was a very upmarket city centre cinema, with a Georgian styled facade & a French Renaissance interior. The grand entrance foyer had a black & white square tiled floor and the walls were of Sicilian marble. It housed a luxurious cafe on the 1st floor and the auditorium was designed to have the effect of a live theatre with an abundance of architectural features, embellished by plaster mouldings. It provided seating for 1029 patrons. The cinema also boasted a full orchestra to accompany the silent films.<br />
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On 14 August 1916, it was renamed  ‘City Picture House’ due to another cinema opening in Clayton Square called ‘Liverpool Picture House’. In October 1920 a new company was formed ‘Futurist (Liverpool) LTD’ to purchase the cinema and the two shops for £167,000.<br />
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The era of silent films ended in 1929 at the Futurist and new ‘Western Electric Talking Equipment’ was installed. By the 1930s cinemas were popping up everywhere which affected The Futurist’s business and resulted in the cinema showing second runs of leading films.
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  • Nominee in 14th (2021) International Colour Awards (Abstract category)<br />
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One of 3 of my winning entries in the 2012 AOP OPEN Awards<br />
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A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass-covered and sensual. Amidst this gently blowing softness, hard, prominent man-made walls graphically divided the landscape. There was warmth today, not to the bare human skin but to the heart and soul.
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  • Farm and lane within rolling farmland and fields of sheep on the Llyn (Lleyn) Peninsula at this most Westerly tip of North Wales.
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  • Low sunlight casts long shadows over ancient walled fields just west of St Just in West Penwith, Cornwall. Shower clouds form a dark background against the agricultural foreground of vivid green grass between higgledy piggledy drystone walled pasture.
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  • This is my Ladybird Book of the Countryside picture. It has all the romantic elements except the pheasant on the wall and ducks on the grass, but the buildings are just what I’d expect from the 1950s British countryside. Normally the yard looks rather quiet, but on this evening, a white horse was slowly walking about, very slowly. I just knew the moment had to be as the horse walked between the two foreground trees, catching the late evening sunlight as it did so. If it had been 2 meters further back it would have been in shadow (but at least social distancing!). So luck came out to play this evening.
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  • After a bitterly cold but sunlit 8.5 mile landscape topography walk, during which we experienced sunburn and snow flurries at the same time, it was a welcome sight to see the gleaming white path leading from the ancient 300ft waterfall of Malham Cove, through the rolling green farmland back into Malham village, where we’d left the van.
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  • We had just arrived in Cornwall, mid February, and it was an early morning stroll along the front. Although you couldn't tell from the cove itself, there was a huge swell running and on the incoming tide the quay took a sunlit battering. It was so good to be back in West Penwith!
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  • Shadows from street lights fall across a green corrugated roof of the Cream Nation Nightclub, Wolstenholme Square, Liverpool city centre.
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  • A snow covered Nant Ffrancon Pass, in Snowdonia, Wales. Cwm Idwal can be seen in the distance, at the base of Glyder Fawr. The famous Devil's Kitchen cleft can just be seen in the centre top of the image.
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  • Farmland over gently rolling green hillsides on the Llyn Peninsula, North Wales, as seen from Tre'r Ceiri and Yr Eifl.
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  • Nominated in 2022 International Colour Awards
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  • From my series of images documenting the changing character of the vast derelict slate quarries near Llanberis & Dinorwic as nature & modern life reclaim this huge industrially scarred mountain-scape. The quarries closed in 1969 but the sheer scale of the industry is still apparent, and without doubt there are visual & spiritual echoes of the workmen who risked life & limb working there.<br />
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UNESCO World Heritage Site
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  • From my book<br />
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"Nant Gwrtheyrn - Y Swyngyfaredd (The Enchantment)" available here on my website<br />
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The deserted valley and quarrying village of Nant Gwrtheyrn, North Wales. Now restored as a Welsh language & conference centre.
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  • From above, and in the natural serenity of recent snow, Tŷ Uchaf farmhouse looks beautiful, normal and inhabited, no longer the empty shell for sheep droppings, birds of prey and an occasional dead lamb. At one point in time I can imagine this farm could have been a very striking place to live and work, with stunning views, but the isolation, loneliness and hardship of tending livestock in this difficult valley, and getting them to market, could also have been just seriously hard work!
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  • A woman walks barefoot past Faro Castle, taking a last look at the light before entering the shadows.
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  • Radio City Tower (also known as St. John's Beacon) is a radio and observation tower in Liverpool, England, built in 1969 and opened by Queen Elizabeth II. It was designed by James A. Roberts Associates in Birmingham. It is 138 metres (452 ft) tall, and is the second tallest free-standing building in Liverpool and the 32nd tallest in the United Kingdom. When considering the height of the building, however, it has a 10m long antenna on the roof, making it the highest structure in Liverpool.<br />
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Near the top of the tower was a revolving restaurant, the facade and floor of the restaurant revolving as one unit, while the roof of the restaurant was used as an observation platform for visitors. There are 558 stairs up to the top, and two lift shafts which reach the top in 30 seconds.
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  • Nant Ffrancon Pass in a cold winter
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  • Silent Alleys, Mdina, Malta
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  • Farm and lane within rolling farmland and fields of sheep on the Llyn Peninsula at this most Westerly tip of North Wales.
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  • Amongst old field patterns on these ancient Welsh hills of the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales, lie even older patterns, of hut circles not easily visible from ground level. This hill is Moel Pen Llechog but all the hills around here were heavily populated (comparatively) byt ancient tribes from Bronze Age to Iron Age and even medieval times.
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  • Amongst old field patterns on these ancient Welsh hills of the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales, lie even older patterns, of hut circles not easily visible from ground level. This hill is Moel Pen Llechog but all the hills around here were heavily populated (comparatively) byt ancient tribes from Bronze Age to Iron Age and even medieval times.
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  • It is said that the distinctive breast-shaped hillside of Mynydd Carnguwch is sometimes aptly referred to as Bron y Ferch (The Girl’s Breast). It was over these hillsides, years ago, that men from the village would have had to walk for many miles to fetch supplies from the nearest towns, bringing everything back by hand.
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  • Just above the village, which contained its own bakery, shop, school and chapel, there were also farms and, of course, industry. It is quite fantastic that so much of what was needed to sustain life was found within the immediate area.
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  • A postbox nestles in the shade of a beautiful tree, and I loved the contrast between the red and the shades of green of the tree and windows and door in this historic building in Teguise town, Lanzarote
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  • A snow covered glaciated Nant Ffrancon Pass, in Snowdonia, North Wales. The slope in the background forms the base of the mountain of Y Garn.
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  • Large security gates at the back of the Cream Nation Nightclub, Wolstenholme Square, Liverpool city centre.
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  • A row of terraced houses in Duke Street has formed the backdrop to a unique piece of public art reflecting an important part of the city’s history.<br />
Giant photographs which tell the story of Chinese sailors and their families have been installed on the houses which are next door to the Wah Sing Chinese School.<br />
The buildings, next to Iliad’s development East Village at the top of Duke Street have been derelict for many years but the properties have now been given a new lease of life.<br />
The artwork “ Opera for Chinatown” – has been created as part of a year-long project to create a digital archive of oral histories and family photographs of the Chinese community by artists and oral historians John Campbell and Moira Kenny also known as The Sound Agents.
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  • A hang glider flies past overhead, below vapour trails across a blue sky. A white chimney, characteristic of this part of the Algarve points skywards.
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  • From my book Nant Gwrtheyrn - Y Swyngyfaredd (The Enchantment)<br />
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This book is available for purchase here on www.glyndavies.com
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  • Senglea, Great Harbour, Malta
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  • ".............we located the footpath and headed for the crag and a hut circle. Sadly, neither the intense evening sunlight nor the hut circle made an appearance, but just the walk up through thick heather to the fantastic shaped rocks made the jaunt worthwhile anyway. On the far side of the crag the land plummets steeply down a soft grass and heather covered hillside to the rocks below........." An old barn remains 'just' standing, patched and re-patched over the years. The signs of modern man, the telegraph poles and the wire fencing remind us that the past and present are always linked and often integral.
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  • Rolling moorland slopes of Bwlch Mawr on the Llyn peninsula in North Wales
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  • Farm and lane within rolling farmland and fields of sheep on the Llyn Peninsula at this most Westerly tip of North Wales.
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  • Although I am as guilty as the next person of renting holiday cottages, it is nevertheless such a great pity that these historical and stunningly beautiful buildings are no longer lived/worked in.<br />
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I have seen old photographs of fisher-women in these doorways but now it's only colourful transient tourists who bring any sign of life to buildings which have witnessed so much history.
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  • White bunting adorned every street, and the tiny white flags buzzed in the strong Atlantic breeze blowing over the Canary Islands. In the hot streets the cooling effect of the wind was extremely welcome
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  • I’ve always been fascinated by the way nature reclaims so much of what man has altered, constructed or destroyed. Here at the Dinorwic slate quarries, wonderful little copses and patches of woodland have sprung up between the walls, railway tracks and buildings that were part of this huge slate industry. <br />
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On a warm evening with only the sound of a Blackbird’s song to lighten the sounds of or heavy footsteps, it was hard to imagine the noise and industry from just a few decades earlier, as man blasted into mountain.<br />
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UNESCO World Heritage Site
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  • It was so strange, but in the whiteout the only structure that stood out on these open, snowy mountain-tops was this long dry stone wall with a stile. When you peaked over the top there was literally nothing else to see, just snow and no horizon, no view at all, unless white fog is a view anyway. I started smiling about its ambiguity in these surreal conditions.
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  • Warm Light on Cream Walls, Lanzarote
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  • I found the prominent sheep tracks amusing, radiating rapidly either side of this narrow gateway in the high stone wall near Tŷ Uchaf.
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  • Reeds surround a low stone wall at the high tide margin at the edge of the tidal Dulas Estuary, East Anglesey
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  • Hills of the Llyn in and out of fog.
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  • Snowy hillsides of the beautiful Eldir Fach mountain in Snowdonia. Just beyond this hillside lies the Marchlyn Mawr HEP reservoir serving the power station below.
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  • Evening sunlight over 'Gyrn' and Moel Wnion in the lower Carneddau mountains.
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  • As a landscape photographer I spend most of my time in wild windswept natural landscapes but on an inescapable detention in London I looked at the things about me which still represented a 'form' of landscape. Objects, light and features with which I could connect as someone needing nature to mentally exist. The natural deciduous process in the tree, the sunlight and the wind, allowed me to briefly connect.
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  • Sea Pink (Thrift) glows in the evening sunlight at the edge of the churchyard of the 13th Century, Anglican, Eglwys Cwyfan (St Cwyfan's Church), not far from the small village of Aberffraw on Anglesey's West coast, at one time stood on the mainland coast but over the years, the sea has eroded the surrounding land leaving it stranded on it's own little island. Services are still occasionally held here but times are tide dependent.
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  • Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) - 1,085 m (3,560 ft), the highest mountain in Wales, and the highest point in the British Isles outside Scotland. With a café at it's summit, it's also the highest café in the UK. A railway takes some visitors to the summit.
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  • No matter when I go to St Ives, at some point the sun always seems to shine. An incredible, magical, history-rich town that for me at least is at it’s best outside of the holiday season
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  • Nominated in 2022 International Colour Awards
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  • These huge, gorgeous granite boulders have been formed over years of pounding and smashing by the Atlantic waves. Though some are half the length of a grown man's body, these boulders are like toy marbles in the grip of Sennens biggest storm waves. Even the solid granite breakwater has been worn smoother over history due to the attrition by the sea's load.
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  • Hand held shot of the moon over the medieval city of Mdina in Malta - ‘The Silent City’<br />
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There is so much history here over thousands of years; so heavily influenced by money, power, opposing cultures and religion; attacks, sieges and massacres. Today however, in its current form, it stands as a romantic and beautiful city, a testament to surviving such a rich and dangerous history.
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  • Fantastic caves, rock formations and sandy beaches located within Portimão’s harbour walls where the river Arade joins the Atlantic Ocean.at the coast at Praia do Pintadinho near Ferragudo, Algarve, Portugal.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • Huge Atlantic waves roll in from the West and rear up over the reef at Cape Cornwall near St Just, Penwith, South West Cornwall. These waves were approximatey twenty feet tall and absolutely packed with ocean energy. White horses can clearly be seen in these gigantic walls of water.
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  • A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass covered and sensual. Amidst this gentlying blowing softness hard, prominent man made walls graphically divided the landscape. There was warmth today, not to the bare human skin but to the heart and soul.
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  • Sunset over Bwlch Mawr on the Llyn Peninsula Trail - A beautifully soft and rounded mountain landscape, grass covered and sensuous. Amidst this gentlying blowing softness, hard man made walls graphically divide the landscape.
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  • Another image looking towards Albania from the walls of Pantokrator Monastery on Corfu's highest peak. Driving up to this place was eerie enough with huge drops to the side but doing a three point turn on a lane two cars wide, with a drop of hundreds and hundreds of feet either side certainly brought me closer to God! In fact Carol actually got out the car whilst I made the manoeuvre ! Not helped by the fact the wind was blowing quite strongly on this 3000' peak...What I did like was the absolute simplicity of the place and the amazing light and decoration within the monastery itself. I met a very gentle priest there, who had come outside to the cliff edge to photograph the sunset on his small digi-compact. Again I was taken aback by the contrast between the dark, sombre cloak of this bearded young priest, and his fingers racing across the menu wheel of the camera to show me some of his previous sunsets ! :-)
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  • Narrow rural Anglesey lane, sided by low walls and open countryside on either side. The hedgerows are rich and varied with vegtation and flora.
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  • Lockdown Day 6 <br />
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A different part of the garden today and a different emotional attitude from me. Today I’m more resigned to things taking their own time. Yes we have to push to get things in progress but after that momentum has to continue with others.<br />
In this part of the garden a tree has been growing for ages and plants come and go within weeks and months, but they all aim upwards, they all want to live. We place walls and barriers around them but still they want to live and they do, unless cut down by others. Amongst what man has created, nature’s beauty always excels and will always excel behind our own existence. I don’t want to die, but I’d die happier knowing the planet was improving not getting worse.
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  • It was a surreal surprise to find a ram’s skull staring at us from the apex of a derelict tin mining power house. This area is littered with the remains of an historical tin mining industry; exploration shafts now just lush grass-covered conical depressions in the wet moorland. Once a noisy hive of activity and ore crushing, but now just the sounds of the wind through gaps in the walls. Likewise the bleating of sheep still echo across the open landscape, but this poor soul has long past, the bone bleached and dripping with hill fog. It’s strange but there is such peace now on the moors and even the saturating low cloud creates a sense of calm not panic, silence not noise. I felt a deep connection with history and the spirit of the place. Dartmoor is minimal and mesmerising.
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  • Despite the nutrient-rich soup of weed, algae and plankton below, the crashing waves in this narrow rocky channel became intensely beautiful walls of crystal when back-lit by the afternoon sun.
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  • Narrow rural Anglesey lane, sided by low walls and open countryside on either side. The hedgerows are rich and varied with vegtation and flora.
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  • A throw of darkness covered the Welsh hills whilst wisps of pale clouds swirled and writhed below. Bitter winds whistled across the slopes and summit castellations. I huddled behind an airy dry-stone walls whilst hail pounded my shoulders for almost half an hour, chilling me until my hands went white.<br />
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After such an elemental bombardment I should have been miserable but I wasn't. I felt more alone than in a long time, and as I stared at the grass around my boots I became aware of a warm illumination. I looked up at the hills beyond where wide beams of sunlight gently caressing their surface, burning away the darkness and mist, revealing a myriad of details on this earth's ancient skin.<br />
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Knowing the mountains were near empty, made nature seem even more humbling, more magnificent, more wild, perhaps the best it's ever looked, or so it seemed in my own emotionally pulsing headspace.
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  • What would have been rather gloomy interiors of this old diamond mining town, the most beautiful shards of light from broken rooftops pierced the darkness and patterned the coloured walls. Wind howled at the windows and doors but there was relative calm within the sand-filled dilapidated rooms. It was slightly freaky imagining the conditions for the native workers at the height of the diamond boom there.
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  • Spring Trees at the base of the gigantic 300' ancient waterfall of Malham Cove, reach for the last of the evening sunshine whilst rock climbers practice on the shadowy walls of the cliffs behind
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  • Possibly the strongest winds I’ve ever battled against; so strong that I was knocked sideways twice by gale-force gusts. My face and camera were sandblasted by the stinging particles, and yet, I was equally blown-away and utterly invigorated by the power of it all. The flying sheets of sand were side-lit by blazing sunshine, not long before towering walls of darkness moved in rapidly from the West. I took some other versions of this image where it literally looks I'm walking on clouds of sand, but I wanted to retain the visual of these boulders in the foreground, which became obscured in the other views.
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  • Just a week ago and Jani & I found ourselves walking further than planned, to a silent signal station on Northern Anglesey. We sat beyond the walls in beautiful evening sunshine listening to perfect natural sounds, of gliding gulls, singing seals, sleepy skylarks and clamouring choughs. We drank coffee and ate cake as the sun set, before a stiff & steep cliff walk back up to the summits, but really I think we could have happily dreamed there.
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  • Lockdown Day 6 - South Africa<br />
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When you are in such close confines every day you do start to see things that perhaps you need to see? This tree and plant against a wall became a desert landscape with sand dunes and cool shade. I simply loved the single, round headed plant and it’s shadow companion but equally I live all the shadows, shadows that wouldn’t even have existed if it were not for that wall. Don’t ask me ‘why’ the wall has a graduated sunset appearance, but it did! .<br />
No news again today about any rescue flight, it’s Grounded Hog Day every day - but we have heard the lockdown in South Africa is about to be increased 😞
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  • Beautiful white pigeons finding roosting on numerous protuberances from the ancient harbour wall at Charlestown in North East Cornwall.
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  • Beautiful white pigeons finding roosting on numerous protuberances from the ancient harbour wall at Charlestown in North East Cornwall.
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  • An expansive and sunny promenade on the city sea front at Las Palmas in Gran Canaria. Lots of lovely wide seats so sit on whilst enjoying the view of the Atlantic Ocean waves.<br />
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Most of the waves crashed against the sea wall without any drama, but occasionally some would just slap the wall at the right angle and send a surprise salty shower over the unwary!
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  • Trees in wall circles, trees outside wall circles, a huge white lane and snowing in sunshine - this lane seemed to be a lane in waiting for something magical to occur.
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  • After a disheartening post-lockdown open-day at the gallery, when not one customer came in, I happily closed the door and after a big hug from Jani before she started her latest ITU shift, I decided to go for a last minute walk into the hills. <br />
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I was literally alone on the hill and the light was promisingly dramatic. I reached the summit and started shooting some frames as the light changed by the minute. It was just before sundown when I heard voices and the first of two young couples arrived. There followed a short performance of selfie taking by both couples - on the style, over the style, against the sunset, away from the sunset, on the wall, off the wall, close up shots, distant shots, but I didn't see these couples just sitting (or standing) and just quietly absorbing the absolute beauty of the world around them. <br />
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It was genuinely great to see young loving couples out in the big landscape, it can be such a romantic activity for lovers, but it would be nice to think they loved the natural beauty of the light, land and sounds of nature, as much as the selfie taking. I know this is sign of the times here, and perhaps I'm just too old school!
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  • International Color Awards 2016 - Nominee in "People" category<br />
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Even in the height of the summer, the weather and light in Cornwall can be dramatic and changeable. Huge seas battered the coast and pounded over the small quay wall at Sennen Cove. In some ways understandably, another visitor cheesed off with the lack of summer weather decided to enjoy the bracing Cornish waters anyway, much to the amusement if slight disbelief of the crowds of onlookers :-)
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  • The early morning sunshine cast an almost perfect shadow of one of the huge cog-wheels onto the nearby wall. It was fun to line up all three elements, linking shadows to reality. The visible shadow is a metaphor for so much of what one ‘feels’ at Y Nant; there is nothing ‘actually there’ but nevertheless we sense things and can sometimes even believe we are seeing things. The history, the topography, the remnants of what was, and the present landscape all blend together at Nant, and this blend for me at least is its ‘spirit’.
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  • Like a creased piece of paper, this huge concrete retaining wall has folded outwards, and is now leaning precariously over the gravel slope. I was impressed that once a crack appears in such man-made solidity it soon spreads and weakens the whole structure.
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  • Coastguard cottages in gentle morning sunlight passing through thick fog at Trwyn Du. These houses are so grand for such a remote and exposed spot. A blackbird hopping along the wall was the only movement in this gentle Spring stillness and it's song the only sound balancing the melancholy 'dong' of the lighthouse bell.
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  • This vent is the opening for super hot gases from the volcanic magma just two miles below the surface. Mud faces appear through the sulphur smelling steam on the wall opposite.
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  • International MONO Awards 2014 - Honourable Mention<br />
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This is a self portrait and it’s just so apt for how I feel during the height of Covid lockdown here in Wales. <br />
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I’m struggling to cope with the lockdown to be honest, as all the things that I need in my life for my mental sanity, I can’t hug, touch, visit, immerse myself in, or love. I’d tried to be positive at the start hoping it would be just a few weeks before a vaccine was discovered and we’d get back to some sort of normality, but it’s now clear that my life could be changed for months or years and I don’t think I’ll cope well with that duration.<br />
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With my partner being a front line intensive care nurse working with Covid patients, and with some friends and family members who are quite vulnerable, I’m not prepared to raise two fingers to the authorities and do my own thing, unlike like some others I’ve heard about, but my God I AM so bored after 9 weeks of doing none of the things I need to be doing to make me ME. I feel I’m losing my identity as well as my mental balance.
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  • There was one particular location which seemed to be ‘going off’ in surfers terms anyway, a point where even the smallish waves were still powerful enough to slam the small cliff buttresses and send spray skyward, but this same spray was voluminous and very wetting and in itself is problematic for photography as the lens gets covered in seconds not minutes, and in this light every drop on your lens becomes a backlit orb ! I studied the short reef in front of me and calculated where the waves would cover, finding a dry pinnacle on which to set my tripod, an item of equipment that was imperative today. I stood smugly on my dry fortress and waited for the waves and light to work together and shot perhaps four frames of waves I thought would deliver the results foreground and background but then a white wall started to approach me ! My guts revolved as one exceptional wave stood out from the sets and it came from a different angle too. The speed seemed faster than the rest - it wasn’t - but in my fear it was ! There was nothing I could do but brace myself as it rose up over the rocks and simply pushed past me like a mini Tsunami reaching my thighs!!!! The force was strong [Luke !] but the tripod and my legs remained firm against the push and thank God, because if not I would have fallen backwards into a small gully and whilst I would not have drowned I would likely as not have injured myself and lost £10K of camera gear ! The wave exploded in laughter as it died in the shore and the next waves smiled at me as they strolled past. Thing is, I got the shot boy ! :-) MY Paramo Cascada trousers and my Asolo mountain boots meant that incredibly, I didn’t get wet at all, I could have been wearing a wetsuit !
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  • Just after dawn at Penzance waterfront. In the slowly increasing half-light, I had watched a succession of early morning wild swimmers brave the calm Atlantic waters. They told me it certainly was cold, but the rush they got from the dip had remarkable benefits to their constitution and sense of vitality. They asked me to come down the next morning in my swimming trunks to try for myself.<br />
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After bidding them good morning I wandered along the harbour wall. Looking towards the Lizard Peninsula in the distance, gentle sunlight broke through a band in the clouds and illuminated the smooth sea. As I watched the glow intensify I noticed a pod of dolphins swimming across the bay. Most of the time I could just see the curve of their backs but occasionally one of them would leave the water completely and in this image you can see just that, as gulls cried overhead. It was a rather magical and serene Sunday morning.
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  • Huge storm waves crash over Penzance Harbour wall at night, backlit by the high pressure sodium floodlights
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