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On Preseli
Inspiration, I find, being personal and wherever you might trip over it is never difficult to find on Preseli. A sweeping vista perhaps. A peculiar/remarkable rock formation. Maybe something utile, left behind and seemingly forgotten as it rusts or peels: reclaimed by nature’s tangle. The shape of birds as they swing about in a moody…
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Seeing: not quite the same as looking.
It is a true thing, I feel, that my camera has taught me how to view the world differently. In those years B.C, it seems, I was looking at everything and seeing nothing. The act then of raising a camera to my eye and with serious intent being something of an epiphany transforming my understanding…