Waiting

A chapter of my life, of 'Waiting', or so it seemed. And born of that time, this toe in the water of imagery and words. An indulgence. 'Waiting' came from a chapter during which the landscape of my life changed dramatically. A pivotal time of roller coastering emotions and forays into ventures, loves and creative aspirations. It is, as I refer to it, an indulgence. A first collection of photographs that reflected my many moods and my less than contrived scattering of words that found their way to paper to sit with the images. It reflects a stage during which I saw myself more often than not as waiting for someone, Something, or perhaps a lightning bolt of divine inspiration. Time of course, has moved on, and the next chapter unfolds as this book sits upon your table. Each photograph a moment of my eyes time through a lens. Capturing a moment. Projecting a dream. Every shot able to send me back instantly to how I was feeling as I stood there and cast me once again into a swirl of dreams. For you of course, this is a very different experience. And my only hope of these worded pages is that I am able to provoke.... A response, a dream, a fantasy, a desire, a memory, a hope. For my greatest skill I have often thought, is that of provoking a response. Spend time with this book. And allow each couple of images a day to settle before moving through the pages. Allow your life and it to share a wee while. For waiting is an aquaintance you have just made. And all I ask is that you savour this meeting.