Life threw a few job-related curveballs at me recently. After the initial panic the dust settled and I graciously adopted a “devil may care” attitude while tending to my photography. I simply cannot fathom why you’re not allowed to take pictures of the tempting curves of an architectural wonder, such as St Paul’s Cathedral, the world’s … Continue reading
In our daily life we’re constantly being bombarded by stimuli. Human perception is as complex as it gets, but processing every single piece of information is simply impossible. So we’re selective of the information we let in and strive to make interpretation easier. There is a universal tendency to seek patterns in random data called apophenia; simply put … Continue reading
When I was a little girl, we often went foraging for mushrooms in the nearby woods, especially after it rained. We packed some sandwiches and stayed out all day, collecting different varieties, which we then dried and ate. Those days, roaming the woods are among my happiest childhood memories: witnessing new life hatching, walking among the trees as sunlight … Continue reading
Admiration is inherently complex and can take many forms; it’s usually bound in respect or mere pleasurable contemplation, but it’s always directed towards something we regard as impressive. I have endless admiration for people with dedication and perseverance, who are willing to push their own boundaries; who don’t except the limitations that come from age, lack of knowledge or physical issues; who refuse to except … Continue reading
Abstract is intangible and personal. It doesn’t attempt to represent reality, but is the mere projection of an idea, an effect; distorted and subjective, rather a reflection of our own self than anything else. Some will only see a bunch of white balloons in the temporarily transformed Covent Garden, others a cloud, a mould formation or even … Continue reading
Postcards from the Country 