"I am a camera with its shutter open, quite passive, recording, not thinking. Recording the man shaving at the window opposite and the woman in the kimono washing her hair. Some day, all this will have to be developed, carefully printed, fixed." Christopher Isherwood

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Image Of The Week

Sea through the window. St. Hywyn’s church, Aberdaron on the Llŷn Peninsula, Wales

On My Photo Stories Site

Words Are Not Enough by Andy Marshall

Words Are Not Enough by Andy Marshall

Memory and continuity within the light of the Dales

From The Shop

Beverley Minster Sun Risen Digital Print Large – Photo Wellness

Beverley Minster Sun Risen Digital Print Large – Photo Wellness

The sun rising above the magnificent edifice of Beverley Minster in the East Riding of Yorkshire, England.

Beverley Sun Risen Glow Digital Print Large – Photo Wellness

Beverley Sun Risen Glow Digital Print Large – Photo Wellness

An abstract taken directly from the Beverley Minster Sun Risen photograph. It holds the warmth and atmosphere of an English dawn. It has the DNA of the original photograph in terms of colour tones and its focused and uplifting presence.

From The Blog

Wisdom Sits In Places | Sideclick

Wisdom Sits In Places | Sideclick

“Wisdom sits in places. It’s like water that never dries up. You need to drink water to stay alive, don’t you? Well, you also need to drink from places. You must remember everything about them. You must learn their names. You must remember what happened at them long ago.” Dudley Patterson, Apache, Cibecue Horseman.


📸 A photo commission took me over to the Llyn Peninsula in Wales. Stopped over at Dwyros Campsite near to Aberdaron. This is the view from the campsite.

Up at dawn to get a couple of shots of the misty sunrise.
Mynydd Ystum

On My Coffee Table

Spaces Speak, Are You Listening?: Experiencing Aural Architecture a book by Barry Blesser and Linda-Ruth Salter.

📸 My camera has taken me through the full labyrinth of elements that make up the spirit of place. How buildings impact our aural senses is a new direction for me. Did you know that some of our churches hold within them a medieval soundscape?

We experience spaces not only by seeing but also by listening. We can navigate a room in the dark, and "hear" the emptiness of a house without furniture. Our experience of music in a concert hall depends on whether we sit in the front row or under the balcony. The unique acoustics of religious spaces acquire symbolic meaning.

Selected Poems a book by R. S. Thomas.

RS Thomas was the greatest religious poet writing in English in the 20th century, but the 270 poems he chose for this definitive selection reveal a wide range of themes and concerns.  He was a passionate Welsh patriot, but also an outspoken critic of his countrymen.  His poems are an expression of his lifelong argument with himself, of his insistent search for God.  In them he grapples with ideas of Welshness, with issues of technology, pollution, the decline of culture.  He wrote too about love, about landscape, nature and birds. His is an urgent, prophetic and unique voice.

From The Charo's

📸 Another book bought in the second hand book shop in Dolgellau, Wales. Includes St. Paul Sheffield 'great heats and animosities' and All Saints, Newcastle upon Tyne 'so fair a monument to the taste and munificence of modern times'


Aberdaron, Gwynedd, Wales

📸 Oh what a joy this place is, right at the tip of the Llŷn peninsula. Photographed the medieval corn mill there and a coffee house over in Plas Carmel. Stayed over at a camp site nearby and visited St. Hywyn’s church which is perched right next to the beach. R S Thomas was vicar there for a short while. Bought his collected poems and read some in the graveyard whilst feasting on a pasty from the local bakery. I'll let the photos speak for themselves....

The bakery at Aberdaron
Buildings of Aberdaron
Buildings of Aberdaron
Buildings of Aberdaron
St. Hywyn’s church, Aberdaron. A place of pilgrimage.
Write a pebble prayer, leave at church, returned to the sea every October
Early Christian stones from the C6th. Dedicated to Veracius and Senacus.
R S Thomas was vicar here until 1978
The beach at Aberdaron


I would still go there

if only to await

the once-in-a-lifetime

opening of truth's flower;

If only to escape

such bought freedom, and live,

prisoner of the keyless sea,

on the mind's bread and water.

R S Thomas


I'm giving a new tour on Saturday 2nd October 1030 until midday. There's another tour on the 23rd October too.  Email me if you'd like to come. Places are limited.

On the Spirit of a Place tour in September - St. Mary's Place, Bury


The STBA SPAB 2021 Online Sustainability of Traditional Buildings Conference | www.spab.org.uk

The ever popular co-hosted event of the year on traditional buildings returns in September. We have some of the country’s leading speakers to help us understand the underlying issues, explore some potential solutions and then discuss all this together with a Q&A session at the end of each morning. The conference is CPD accredited and recordings of all sessions will be made available for delegates to view after the conference for a limited time.


Exclusive to the Guardian - not for the faint of heart. Myriam Margolyes' road trip through Europe in lockdown.

Eccentric poets, exotic flora and wild seas: a car-free break on the Llŷn peninsula | Wales holidays | The Guardian

Eccentric poets, exotic flora and wild seas: a car-free break on the Llŷn peninsula | Wales holidays | The Guardian

There’s much to delight in this part of north-west Wales, including dazzling scenery you’ll see from the slow train on the way


📸It's been a busy week and I've been working to tight deadlines. You know that feeling you get when you're surrounded by beauty but you feel as though you're in a bubble? I always put this song on to help pierce the bubble.

The Blue Bird - song by Charles Villiers Stanford, Cai Thomas, Pegasus Chamber Choir, Robert Lewis | Spotify

Listen to The Blue Bird on Spotify. Charles Villiers Stanford · Song · 2020.

And Finally...

📸 Came across this impromptu art exhibition on a walk one evening. Not sure how it got there - but it had been dumped from a car onto the lane. I found myself being drawn into each piece of art - picking through the frames, one by one. They were telling of a lifestyle long gone, of the person that once owned them.