I Want To See The Bright Lights

Automotive sign, shot through the moon roof at the lights on Manchaca Blvd.

Afternoon Light

Narrative Wanted

Ok, so it's a bit bare bones to build a narrative around, but the light on the screen of my French windows is faintly cinematic, reminiscent of the scenes Gregory Crewdson builds, or those Prada odds that had such an impact a few years ago...

The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter

What a man's refrigerator looks like, two days after Valentine's Day.

Winter trees, Summer skies

Temperature today: 75 degrees.

Today it's Like Winter.

Olde World.

There's nothing speaks of Lancashire - home of the industrial revolution and the place I grew up - like an old chimney stack. As I've noted, telephone/telegraph wires speak to me of America, the western frontier. Odd to think these things are as archaic as one another by now.

Pardon The Interruption

Nothing much going on - so here's some more dead flowers.

Kitchen Confidential

I've taken a series of images for the website of Olivia, a restaurant in Austin. This isn't 'pretty' enough for use there, but I like it's gritty quality as a documentary image....

Chef.

James Holmes, chef/owner Olivia restaurant, Austin, Tx.

Big Love

Hollywood, of course.