Tuesday, 30 August 2011
a special day .... a special boy
Last Thursday was a very special day for a very special boy. Our youngest grandson turned one.
He started fitting a few days after he was born. Then the chilling news. The initial prognosis was that he would either die within twelve months or survive in little more than a persistent vegetative state.
Well, come Thursday last week our grandson was still with us, and most definitely not in a persistent vegetative state. His mother took possession of a specially adapted wheelchair on the eve of his birthday, a wheelchair that will enable him to sit upright and look the world in the eyes.
He so much enjoyed the celebrations. Can you picture the enormous beam on his little face, strapped securely into his lovely new wheelchair as he starts to observe the world from a different perspective? Perhaps we too might join him and beam broadly as we see life ourselves, for even the shortest of times, from a different perspective ...
Friday, 19 August 2011
still more ...
We lead such busy lives, don't we?
Summer is the time to take a long, deep breath and hunker down in a little sunshine for a while. We've spent some of it at the Shed, doing little more than sitting still, reading and watching a mile-long field of corn behind us being harvested.
The gallery below seeks to capture the spirit of calm we felt, and I make no excuse for the emptiness of many of the photographs. When I was younger I sought colour, motion and vibrancy - and now I am older, it is peace, tranquility and order.
For a year or two now I've been studying the work of Harry Cory Wright, the renowned Norfolk photographer. He has a truly amazing gift in isolating elements of landscape to reveal hidden form within that passes us by in our daily rush to live. If you want to explore more then check out these links ...
At the BBC
Harry's On-Line Galleries
Work on Sale
The photographs below are inspired by the work of one, truly brilliant photographer - someone who through his work has helped me find calm amidst my own busy life.
Sunday, 7 August 2011
a wedding
We speed down the motorway in convoy, dodging the rain clouds.
The grounds of the Abbey are green and lush, welcoming like the party within. They come from around the world to witness a young Englishman and young Japanese lady exchange their vows. And the language of love is universal - no words are needed.
These photographs are dedicated to my nephew, his beautiful new bride and their respective families ...
私たちは、雨雲を逃れ、船団を組んで高速道路をスピードを落とす。
修道院の敷地内には内のパーティのように歓迎し、緑と緑豊かです。彼らは若いイギリスと日本の若い女性の交換、その誓いを目撃するために、世界中から来る。と愛の言語は普遍的である - 何の言葉は必要ありません。
これらの写真は私の甥、彼の美しく新しい花嫁と、それぞれの家族に捧げている...
The grounds of the Abbey are green and lush, welcoming like the party within. They come from around the world to witness a young Englishman and young Japanese lady exchange their vows. And the language of love is universal - no words are needed.
These photographs are dedicated to my nephew, his beautiful new bride and their respective families ...
私たちは、雨雲を逃れ、船団を組んで高速道路をスピードを落とす。
修道院の敷地内には内のパーティのように歓迎し、緑と緑豊かです。彼らは若いイギリスと日本の若い女性の交換、その誓いを目撃するために、世界中から来る。と愛の言語は普遍的である - 何の言葉は必要ありません。
これらの写真は私の甥、彼の美しく新しい花嫁と、それぞれの家族に捧げている...
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