the shed of electrofried

I am the season cut, cut, cutting - I am a dawn. I am the season, cut, cut, cutting … I am the lamb  drawn I am the season, cut...

spring ... The light comes pure through fresh-salted sky. Two figures dance, enchanted, across the wind-whipped, sand-strand beach. Th...

The last of the films from my sabbatical visit to London.  Notting Hill Carnival in glorious black and white .. which just about says it all...

If I were the falling ball and racked racing down the lane would my adventure start here? Locked eyes and braced to the light of a ...