Archive | August, 2012

Day 244

31 Aug

Friday Night scenes.

Something is wrong with this. We’re not watching an Italian horror film, despite my best efforts.


Day 243

30 Aug

“Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.” Leonard Cohen

Day 242

29 Aug

Day 241

28 Aug

Beautiful sunlight this evening.

Day 240

27 Aug

A few drinks whilst organising a birthday party. What could go wrong?

Day 239

26 Aug

Lloyd Kelly: The truth is, we don’t know anything for a fact.
Dennis Holvig: Except that bulldozer kills.
Chub Foster: That’s good enough for me.

Killdozer, 1974

Day 238

25 Aug

Paralympic Torch Relay, City Hall, Belfast.

I couldn’t get close enough to the stage to photograph the dancers, so had to crop some of the images – hence the less than stellar quality.

Day 237

24 Aug

My friend Sheena.

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.” T.S. Eliot

The idea of dancing is the only thing that scares me.” Johnny Depp

Day 236

23 Aug

Some seriously broody sky this evening over Belfast…


Day 235

22 Aug

“Ah! sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun,
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller’s journey is done;
Where the youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves and aspire;
Where my sunflower wishes to go.”

William Blake.

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