А другие как-то не нравятся, мож на плёнку чего дельного снял, проявлю-узнаю.

   My first photo shoot. These photos were taken on an overcast day at an interesting site off Duke Street in Liverpool. A curious aspect of Liverpool is the amount of dereliction woven in between busy areas and well-maintained buildings. This site is an example of such 'hidden dereliction'. Please excuse the poor photo quality; I'm a novice. (more)

 My first photo shoot bar one (the first was a drunken exploration of a shop under construction, with only 4 photos; to be added later). These photos were taken on an overcast day at an interesting... A curious aspect of Liverpool is the amount of dereliction woven in between busy areas and well-maintained buildings. this site is an example of such 'hidden dereliction'. (more)

No photoshop. Except for levels and colors correction.

у меня вскрылась демоническая страсть к освоению новых форматов и тестированию всех доступных фотоприспособлений вот так нечаянно жертвой моего маниакального влечения стала bronica sq-a, пристреливаюсь, чтобы в перспективе уверенно себя чувствовать в компании mon cher amie, square hasselblad

I've been doing a lot of very loose sketches in my small moleskine cahier with the thin paper - there's something very light and non-serious about working in it which completely passes over the horror...the bus home - this place is more problematic to sketch as it's a busy bus-street and the view gets blocked a lot by traffic. An evening sketch of S reading and a plate of cut up apples.

I am bound and determined to show you my city, sometimes a few square centimetres at a time. In unrelated news I have had a successful evening's impulse shopping session. Many of my favourite items...to go, as the automated overdue-notification voice was getting peevish at me and the book was on reserve for someone else. Great book, but not a quick read. Maybe I'll get to finish it this time.

...in a raincoat, walking along with his knees bent up to his chest to make him look like a very fat man with a strangely large head. Until he reaches a telephone pole. And then he opens up like a telescope expanding--reaching high to attach his ad-- Inspiration: True story. Story Potential: High? Notes: Not a main plot thread, but would work nicely with another urban fantasy storyline.