Behind The Photograph: Planes and Surfaces, Burano, Venice.
What looks at first like a picture of three flat facades slowly becomes something else...
ways of seeing
In the late 1990's I had a breakdown that ultimately led me, through a journey that took me away from depression, to a new career in photography. What made all the grit of the dark days worthwhile was that I was left with something that felt like a pearl - a new way of seeing and interacting with things - more sensual, emotive and visual. These posts explore different ways of seeing and experiencing our world.
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Behind The Photograph: Winter at Cowside, Yorkshire.
The house is not simply there to be looked at, but something we feel ourselves moving towards.
Behind The Photograph: The remarkable roof at Carlisle Cathedral
A different viewpoint does more than show us something new. It dismantles what we thought we already knew.
📍Loci: The One for Sorrow Who Brought Me Joy
Each week I send out a short, fresh reflection from the road – photographs, sketches, and observations from old places that still have something to teach us. What follows is a moment from those travels. WORDS So little cause for carolings Of such ecstatic sound Was written on terrestrial things Afar...
Andy Marshall's Genius Loci Digest: 7 Aug 2026
I feel as though I’m in a kind of dystopian bubble of my own making - an aberration in the continuum, as though I’ve slipped into the square from another century, carrying some obsolete way of looking at the world.
Andy Marshall's Genius Loci Digest: 31 July 26
Time moves through this place like a glacier, gathering fragments from particular moments, carrying cultural moraine and depositing it into the fabric of the present.
Andy Marshall's Genius Loci Digest: 24 July 2026
The steadfast presence of this humble church has held up a mirror to the significant changes in me.
St. Mary and St. Barlok, Norbury in glorious VR
A hidden gem in Derbyshire in VR
Andy Marshall's Genius Loci Digest: 10 July 2026
Chesterton once wrote that the object of travel is to set foot on one’s own country as a foreign land. I don’t think I understood what he meant until I turned into Hornpot Lane.