FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/800 sec, ISO400)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/1000 sec, ISO200)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/680 sec, ISO200)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/750 sec, ISO200)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/900 sec, ISO200)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/680 sec, ISO200)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/320 sec, ISO800)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/5.6, 1/1500 sec, ISO800)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/5.6, 1/1800 sec, ISO800)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/1000 sec, ISO200)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2.8, 1/1000 sec, ISO800)
First of my Street Portrait ongoing series
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/4, 1/210 sec, ISO800)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/900 sec, ISO200)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2.8, 1/750 sec, ISO800)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2.8, 1/300 sec, ISO800)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/1000 sec, ISO200)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/4, 1/180 sec, ISO800)
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/1000 sec, ISO200)
You take the name of a man you hardly know
and then you grow up and that name has to go
married with kids and they don’t want to know
about the dreams you had let go.
You’re still waiting for a knight in shining armour
to steal you against your will
and while you’re waiting and doing no harm
you know there’s plenty of time to kill.
when you say you wouldn’t change a day
makes me wonder where it went astray
satisfied with things that leave me tired we’re as unlike as Frost and Fire.
Frost and fire: Everything but the girl
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/4, 1/35 sec, ISO800)
It was dark all around.
There was frost in the ground
When the tigers broke free.
And no one survived
From the Royal Fusiliers Company C.
They were all left behind,
Most of them dead,
The rest of them dying.
And that’s how the High Command
Took my daddy from me.
When the tigers broke free: Pink Floyd
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/400 sec, ISO800)
Past the ivy-covered windows of
The Angel
Down Athenaeum Lane to the cathedral
Through the churchyard I wandered
Sat for a spell there and I pondered
My back to the gates of the garden
Gates to the Garden: Nick Cave
FUJIFILM X100S (23mm, f/2, 1/900 sec, ISO400)
I remember you there at the table
Surrounded by all the days plans
Eyes flickering you’re trying
To let a coffee cup warm your hands
Maybe we’re born lost
Born to persevere
Honey I’d walk into your painting
Until I’d reappeared
A speck of comet-tail dust
A blue-green northern light
Flickering just
In your eyes’ deepest ravines
Goodnight goodnight Josephine
Goodnight Josephine: Tragically Hip